Author Topic: Felice D'Wynn (Read 1771 times)

Ranisha Mikacado · « **on:** February 06, 2004, 05:50:54 PM »

"This is for my approaching comrade, Felice D'Wynn to introduce herself."

Felice D'Wynn · « **Reply #1 on:** February 07, 2004, 08:54:05 PM »

(OCC: Thank you. :3)

You see a girl sitting upon a tree branch looking up at the sky. Her hair is long, and brown. You notice that her ears are pointed, an elf? She shifts her eyes a bit and you see that they are a bit darker then sky blue, she smiles as the birds flutter about. Leaning against the tree itself is a suit of hard armor, and a fascinating sword, one of a kind. She turns her head to reassure herself that the items are still there then notices you. She smiled and jumps down landing it front of you.

"Hi! My name is Felice D'Wynn.. Hm... Some facts about me you say? I was a former Pirate, the Captain of a beauty, The Red Raven. But that was a while back now I'm a warrior though I still got my fiesty Pirate in me. Indeed, I am an elf, and I'm proud of it, want to know my body weight and meassurements? Haha, just kidding. Anyway, say hello, introduce yourself to me! I'm new here and if you have a question ask away my dears."

The Elven girl smiled and winked.

Ranisha Mikacado · « **Reply #2 on:** February 07, 2004, 08:58:10 PM »

"Well you finally join us, Felice. Welcome and I'm glad you came. I already know you so I'll let other people to get to know you as well."

CaptainPenguin · « **Reply #3 on:** February 07, 2004, 09:20:32 PM »

"Have I met yeh' somewhere? Yeh' look familiar. Was it...Zargor Harbor? Naah....It'll come teh' me!" says a piratical figure approaching from the tavern. He is a penguin, dressed in a ridiculous pirate get-up, wearing a tattered seaman's jacket, a floppy, wide-brimmed hat complete with giant purple feather plume. He also wears rose-lensed goggles, and carries a wooden toy sword at his belt.
"Have some grog, lass!"
He hands Felice a frosty mug of foamy, salty, bubbly, green grog.

Shadoweagle · « **Reply #4 on:** February 07, 2004, 10:05:43 PM »

"And a good eve to you, m'lady." A black-robed figure seems to materialise from the very shadows of the tavern the penguin had emerged from, and promptly steps forth, walking several paces behind that waddling figure. "Dont mind the penguin, for there are certainly more peculiar oddities in this place than he."

Ra · « **Reply #5 on:** February 08, 2004, 07:58:33 AM »

Good Elvening, M'Lady!!!!
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Notice the difference in the ears. Excerpt, Was Spock an Elf? Elric von Dankershun.

Felice D'Wynn · « **Reply #6 on:** February 08, 2004, 09:40:18 AM »

"Thanks for the welcomings. I see that you are all friendly." Responds the Elven girl as she smiles. She takes the Grog from the Penguin.

"Thank you. Very generous of ye."

She drinks the Grog in one shot and puts the cup on the ground.

"Interesting group we have here. This should be fun."

kalabar · « **Reply #7 on:** February 08, 2004, 09:46:55 AM »

You havent even met the strangets of the all...if you want to then get on the computer at 4:00 eastern standern times and you'll see who is crazy...and don't get me mad or you'll soon be in a precarious situation

Felice D'Wynn · « **Reply #8 on:** February 08, 2004, 10:00:04 AM »

"Um... right... Anyways.. I don't really ever get mad. So you don't have to worry."

Strolen · « **Reply #9 on:** February 08, 2004, 04:44:29 PM »

If you ignore every other word in his post.

Quote from: "kalabar"

precarious

You should feel honored. It is not everyday that kalabar spells anything right...and this is a $2 word for him.

You have very special powers m'lady, and I am glad of your presence.

kalabar · « **Reply #10 on:** February 09, 2004, 06:22:44 AM »

So what, you're happy that im posting words corretly....

Strolen · « **Reply #11 on:** February 09, 2004, 06:36:40 AM »

CaptainPenguin · « **Reply #12 on:** February 09, 2004, 08:25:06 AM »

*Jumps up and down with glee*

Pirate Penguin · « **Reply #13 on:** February 09, 2004, 01:43:38 PM »

I can't take it anymore! kalabar, stop speaking idiot.

Kassil · « **Reply #14 on:** February 09, 2004, 02:10:09 PM »

Lazily, a shadow drifts over the little group, before a smallish dragon (only about 20 feet long, not counting the extra 20 feet of tail!) stirs up the dust as he lands. The wyrm's scales are a reddish-brown color, with silvery highlights that suggest perhaps a touch more than normal scale to them.

"Greetings, and welcome to the Citadel. Normally I'm wary of elves - I've had too many attempt murder simply because I'm a distant cousin of Smaug and his family - but since the Citadel's a mostly peaceful place... I'll offer you a doughnut, instead."

This said, the dragon produces a box of doughnuts from somewhere, and offers it to the newcomer.

Felice D'Wynn · « **Reply #15 on:** February 09, 2004, 03:39:52 PM »

She laughs and takes a doughnut and laughs a bit.

"I have nothing against anyone."

She takes a bite.

"Not yet. Thank you very much all of you."