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OC
My gods given name is: Umff_Meh-Cotton
I've been reborn as; Le Frey Aristonaly Wolfgang
I have lived through; 27 Winters.
I hail from the lands of the; North
My blood is that of the; {{Race}}
I've been gifted with; A blind eye that sees all that is supernatural, Taught in the arts of alchemy and sorcery, I am a shapeshifter, The Lunar Staff is my weapon of choice.
I am Queen of the Northern Kingdom.
My story thus far carved into the earth; Le Frey was orphaned at the age of two, during the night of the assassination of her mother and father. Her own brother had done the job himself and appointed himself king. Thanks to the loyal courts men of her parents she was in a sense smuggled out of the kingdom and to the Glailan Tribal City. Here she became part of a family of Glailan ice bears. She grew up amongst the savage people of the Glailan Tribe. Her guardians knew little of who she was and so was brought up as an Ice Warrior, a specialized Northern Mercenary. As she grew she travel the barren icescapes of the earth and fought many battle, no alway the one to come out victorious. Then one day she met with a blind witch along her travels. The woman told her of who she was and what had happened to her family. Enraged she returned to Glailan and with her partner fled to the Great City of Polaris. Apparently the Southern King was visiting the city at that time and was negotiating the terms of surrender of the North, Her brother was betraying the throne yet again. Le Frey on an impulse of blind rage struck down her brother and killed him, but during the time the Southern King had killed her partner, her lover. The king fled the city and returned to the South, to late had she noticed the events. At that time her heart shriveled and her hatred of the South became a personal matter.
Le Fray is a Royal Hybrid, through out the years her family has held control of the Northern Throne. She is 5'9 and sports a head of white black tipped hair. Her body is riddled with scars of battles from her past. Her build is lean yet muscular with lightly tanned skin pulled over her nimble frame. Her ancestors where humans but as a hybrid she has many animalistic characteristics, although she is a shape shifter of sorts she does not hide her tail for her feet, which are giant white paws with black drizzled markings. She rarely takes on a full human or full animal form and prefers to take on the form of an anthro. Le Fay has come into possession of the Lunar staff a spiritual family heirloom that signifies status of royalty in the North. Often times she goes by Frey, or Aris. Wolfgang is her adopted name.She hates the fact that she is now forced to live in the castle of Polaris, and perfers the ice lands of the North to the luxury that is forced upon her. The only person she trusts is her adviser and heeds little attention to the rest of her court. Skilled in alchemy, magic and combat she has come to be know as the Savage Queen of the North, due to her eruptive temper and piercing bite. Still so her people love her for all the errors that she has corrected since the reign of her brother. Le Frays is not as strong as she seems on the outside though. The dark terrifies her due to past trauma and cannot stand to see children suffer.
Half assed example of Rp writting =3=
The storm had grown as the night bore on forward, and sleep would not come to her. The rasping nails of the the trees outside did little to help calm her nerves. Another blizzards she though coldly, how much snow would block the windows and doors tomorrow, how long would it take her to reach the park she inquired amongst the still silence of the room. Magda had promised Kris that she would meet him at the park by eight early in the morning. This was just great more snow meant more problems for her. So far she had bailed on him five time. He told her he was getting tired, that they needed to talk. Some thing had to be done but what. A chunk of ice slammed against the hard glass of the bedroom window, her head snapped towards the direction of the disruption an scanned the glass for any signs of a crack or a chip but she could see nothing in the pitch black of her room and the white blur beyond the window.
Magda mused for a moment, what if the window did break, they'd find me still in bed frozen solid. I'd have an excuse to be late she thought working out the story in her head, but she knew no such thing was about to happen and so she sighed. Sinking bad down in her bead and pulling the covers up to her chin she moves her head to look at the digital clock on the night stand next to her bed. The intense read numbers blared as if mocking her one am. Closing her eyes she slid a hand up to her forehead and massaged her brow. "I won't be able to sleep at all now" She said softly to herself muttering a curse as she pulled the covers up over her head. She yawned softly and repeated again. "Won't sleep at all... " before swiftly falling asleep, and blocking the outside world form her dreams.
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