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*opens eyes* Telenia! Wow, that's way better. XD Well, I'm back from my 'big' trip to Canada, and let me tell you, the ride was way too long and beyond boring. So rather than beating my head against the van window to knock myself out from sheer boredom, I thought up some characters for this here game. Here they be. Oh, wait. Just so you know, this will be very long. At least, it seems like it from this end. First we have a patriarch of sorts, who goes by the name of Achak Cha'tima. Being a patriarch, he is, of course, male. He has seen sixty-seven years, but claims it feels like twenty. he was considering having a Dumbledore-ish hair and beard style, but decided it would make him look old. instead, he continues to remain clean-shaven, and his silver hair is roughly shoulder-length. in his 67 years, he has gained a good bit of wisdom, which he freely shares regardless of whether it is wanted or not. He remains ever young at heard, and trise to keep his body looking that way in spite of the gray. As a result, he's still quite fit, and looks a bit younger than he actually is. He's a rahter cheerful, goofy man, and tends to give out odd nicknames. His hobbies include fencing, strumming on the old banjo...well, lute actually, and sitting down with a good book. He is of the opinion (like any sane person) that Misty Lackey RULES! His analog has a tendency to pick pockets and stir up trouble. Gotta keep things lively, dontcha know. He grew up in a rather wealthy family, and took up archery and swordsmanship to relieve the boredom of the high life. When his father died, he took the money he inherited and used it to start up a shelter for all sorts of creatures, from orphans to stray cats. Having set the shelter up and found a trustworthy manager for it, he went out into the world to make his own life. Sometimes he had to get by with his analog's pickings, but for the most part he found work and lived 'honestly.' Eventually he decided to give army life a try. He enlisted and served his country for a few years, but found that the army wasn't exactly his cup of tea. His analog got him into too much trouble. So again he pulled up his roots and began to trabel. It wasn't long before he met a lovely young woman by the name of Sokanon. They fell in love and were married not two months after they met. Within a year, Sokanon had given him twin boys. His sons were mischievous little devils, but their analogs were more retiring and kept them from serious trouble. Sadly, Sokanon died several years later giving birth to another son, this one stillborn. Her analog, a ram by the name of Silver, followed her days later, only after making certain that Achak and his analog would be able to raise the boys.
Approximate Word count = 1953
Approximate Pages = 7.8
(250 words per page double spaced)
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