Welcome to Eveda. && Welcome Back my old members! I am pleased to present Eveda, all over again. Please read the rules, and start joining. My old members, just create a new thread and stat the stats in joining, but you dont have to do alot of detailed things. BUT be sure to get your avatars everyone! Yet another addition to the site. So please, apply, and start RPing! Enjoy!
OOO. And Another thing, if you'd like to apply for a pack leader, PM Me.
URL: http://nilerpg.proboards105.com/index.cgi About: Nile is a role play based on the Arabian horses which inhabit the sands around the nile Admin: VULTURE;;, who you can contact easily over the site Category: Arabian Horses Level: All, the only requirement is an easy 100 words per post made Activity: Brand spankin' new! Rating: PG Other: Territories currently open, as well as the auditions for God and King positions! Intro:
On the golden shores of the Nile lay three beautiful oasis, with all an animal could need to survive in this harsh, desert environment. They are: Farafra, Dakhla and Khragra, all homes to the magnificent beast of the Arabian.
Each of these Oasis was home a different herd: Farafra, the western most, home to those who promote the light way of life; Khagra, in the west, the ones with darkened souls trespass here; whilst the central herd, the Dakhla's, were neutrals. Not believing in the petty little arguments of it's neighbours.
The herds grew in size, splitting into three separate ones of the King with his two subordinate herds. War is common place in these lands, the equine always fighting to see who would come out top, who's way of life is stronger, and would win over the others.
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Pure white pelt blended in with the white snow that lay on the ground.
The narrowed blue lamps where filled with...emtiness. The owner had no past, no future, just the present.
The lone famale glared at no-one in particular, just herself.
A older, light grey male came up and stood over her. After a few seconds of heated conversation, the older male was running away with his tail tucked under his legs.
Hagen: Alpha male « Result #4 on May 7, 2007, 10:11pm »
Name: Hagen Age: 4 yrs Gender: Brute Breed: Timber Eye Color: Stone Grey Description: Hagen is a large wolf, weighing around 170 lbs. His pelt is a mixture of grey and brown, his eyes a light stone grey that shimmers in the soft moonlight. He’s deeply scarred on the shoulders, and over his right eye from a life of misery and abandonment. His claws are sharp as razor blades, ready to rip and shred at the slightest provocation. His tongue is a red ribbon that spills over a large set of ivory fangs. He smells of soft underbrush, and the evergreens of his home territory. He’s very distinct, intimidating, strong, yet with kind eyes that seduce the most reluctant of faes. When confronted in battle his eyes fade to a darker grey and glimmer with vicious ferocity. He’s intense in every motion. If he’s angry it will be known from the tensing of his well muscles shoulders to the bristling of his long coat. If he’s captivated with a fae, his stance will relax and the heat in his eyes will flare with an intense fire. He has an unabashed character, not afraid of embracing his emotions and displaying them plainly. Yet if he doesn’t know a wolf he can easily mask his eyes, closing himself off to the intruder. He never trusts right off. Trust is too costly.
Personality: He is a virtuous brute. He lives a life of darkness, killing for pleasure, yet he has another side to him, if only you can unlock it. He is neither good nor bad, but a mix, somewhere on the border between evil and pure. He has a weakness for seductive faes, or damsels in distress. He has a very protective nature. Once one earns his respect he is forever bound to them. He would die in an instant for one he is bound to protect. Pack is family. He believes that love for a fae could exist but that he has been cursed, destined to roam alone, unattached, unfeeling for all his days. He uses faes for the joy of the chase, rarely anything more. To get past his vicious façade one must expel strenuous amounts of effort. Many never try. Yet that is the ultimate test to him… those that dare to get close to him, and do not immediately fear him… they are the ones worth keeping around. If they aren’t strong enough they are nothing to him. In battle he is unmerciful, but will rarely fight unless provoked. He is head strong, and determined and never backs down, no matter the consequences. It’s all or nothing with this wolf.
History: He was left to die by the alpha of his former pack, a few months after his birth. He wandered aimlessly, desperately searching for shelter, but unable to return to his home. He was exiled. For the first year of life he struggled on his own, facing death frequently. He can truly say he knows what starvation is. He taught himself to hunt, and slowly brought himself back from the edge of death. He grew stronger each day, and as he began to mature he wished to prove himself. He was at the edge of despair, completely alone. He ached for confrontation. He returned to his pack, eyes full of hate. He spotted the alpha immediately. His eyes were a bright yellow, and his black coat shone in the heat of the sun. The earth was scorching his paws as he stepped into the territory, but all pain was blocked from his mind. He fought a battle that waged deep into the night. The faes could do nothing but stand in awe of the two vicious brutes. Finally, he saw Marzar, the alpha growing weak. He lunged and ripped at the warmth of his throat. Blood sprayed against his coat, matting his fur, and dying it crimson red. He tore out his larynx and stood panting, exhausted. And with that, his anger extinguished, as the light faded from Marzar’s eyes Hagen faded into the night. He wandered for many days and nights, running long and hard, attempting to expel his memories. He searched out a new land… one he could claim for his own.
Tarak: Un-ranked Male « Result #5 on May 7, 2007, 10:09pm »
Name: Tarak
Age: Six
Breed: Grey Wolf
Weight [96]
Alliance: Dark
Personality: A strong determination to do what is right, and always try’s thinks through his problems at hand and has pride in being smart and calm when going through a tough situation. If feeling threatened or cheated he has no regrets with fighting or doing other means of preserving his dignity. He has an overall easy going temperament and can carry out orders and demands from higher rankings pack members. Very loyal to those who which he cares about.
Eye Color: Brown, when mad they have a dangerous glint to them.
Past: With his mother Ellifain and his father Allanon coming from diffrent packs, Tarak was always confused with the pressure of war and family disputes. At the small age of 2yrs he left his fathers side and became an outcast to everyone he ever new, and had no pack to call home. As he sorted out his emotions while trespassing through other territories, he chose the Earth Alliance and forbade himself to ever turn to the other packs again.
Gender: Male
Description: Pure Black and well built, tall, strong and healthy, shows some years of hardship with a scar on his left shoulder blade.
The Laws & Pack Bios « Result #6 on May 7, 2007, 10:05pm »
In Character Laws Respect & Obey those of higher rank. Be an active member of the pack. No begging No force breeding or murdering without alpha permission [PM] Loyalty & Honor Required
Out Of Character Laws Out of character talk goes in at the end in "[]" at the end of a post No Fighting out of character Posts no shorter that 100 words. Respect the other members
How To Join PM Shadow Post a 100 word + post Understand all the above laws
Pack Bios are below so you can get to know the characters
Re: Stranger « Result #7 on May 7, 2007, 10:04pm »
Tarak lowered his hackles and backed down, there was no need for fighting. Thank you, as you say I will tread lightly and follow the laws of the terra. I am loyal to those I serve and from now on you will not find a fight with me. Bid me to do that of your will and it will be done. Tarak stepped into the Earths boarder and glanced around at the landscape. This would be a great home.
Hagen eyed his subject, suspiciously. He could use a strong brute in his pack he mused... but could he be trusted?
He looked him straight in the eye, seeing if he'd back down or shy away. He saw strength and loyalty there. In the end, his befuddled mind decided:
Yes Tarak. You are permitted to join, tentatively for now. Tread lightly for you will need to prove your worth. He smiled grimly. Harsh times were to come and he needed only the strongest to stand beside him. You have free roam. Mind our laws, and respect the ranks and you will fit in well here.
He watched the alpha male approach, his form coming closer and closer until he was only a foot away, he tensed a bit. He could feel the other brutes warm breath on his shoulder. Tarak raised his hackles some, ready to fight if need be. He looked into the moon reflected eyes of the other male. Hello Alpha, I am Tarak and have no pack, would you accept me into your Terra?
Re: Stranger « Result #10 on May 7, 2007, 9:23pm »
Hagen's harks swung towards the boarder, his interest peaked. He gazed upon the dark, blackened form. He howled his low rumble in return. Hagen's stone gray eyes shimmered, reflecting the moon that danced across his orbs. He trotted towards the lone brute. Sniffing the air, pelt bristling in cautious tension. As he approached he sized up the stray. Muscular form, lanky pillars. He braced his hackles, wary. "Welcome to Earth, young brute" He called, standing a foot from him now, his warm breath cascading upon the males shoulders.
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