PURE\ANIMAL BLOODED (IF ANIMAL,
KNOWN BY: herself, ScreamingEagle
LIFE\LOVEMATE (SPECIFY WHICH):
dark red, flows to ankles,
and then tied off at end, sidelocks twisted
EYES: medium brown with yellow flecks,
BODY TYPE: slender and leggy
sad eyes, right leg is about an inch
longer than left, has a long scar from knee to ankle on back of left
leg, high cheekbone
green sleeveless wrap around bodysuit, dark green veil (always
worn!), dark green knee high boots
jewelry she will always wear is a gold armband on her upper right arm with a
horse face engraved on it, will occasionally wear earrings and other
longsword, longbow with quiver of green fletched arrows
of her deceased lifemates and her cubs
sending (can hurt for those with underdeveloped sending)
hunting, fighting, warrior, tracker, archer,
cook, herbal knowledge, plays
flute, not a good runner or dancer
(Recognized lifemate, deceased), ScreamingEagle (daughter), Ashwolf
(son), Heronmyth (granddaughter), Fountainbraid (granddaughter,
not mentioned, currently Holt of Grand Illusions
PERSONAL HISTORY AND INFORMATION:
Longshot was born and raised in a desert-like holt.
When she was 21, she suffered minor injuries and was crippled. She still has a slight limp in her left
leg. For the longest time, she let others fend and provide for her, not picking up a single weapon for
over 500 turns. Then one day she got into a fight with an elf named Rainbowglint over her weakness.
Longshot lost her temper and almost killed Rainbowglint. After a discussion with the chief, she was
forced to leave and was told that she would be killed if she ever returned. Longshot stabbed the chief
and left the holt. She wandered for many turns before she came to Holt of Grand Illusions. Since her
journey began, she re-learned how to fight and survive. She is an excellent sportsman and very rarely
misses her targets. Very sure of herself. Proud and forward. She has an aura of sadness around her.
Speaks in a soft tone. Has a temper that causes her to send sharply.
veil and bracelet
hates them with a passion. Does not hesitate to kill
one, unless it is a defenseless child or
doesn’t know much about the crafty metalworkers.
Likes the trinkets they create.
Friends with Broketooth.
Thinks the little pests should be dropped on a
desert island! Hates their
shrill voices and can’t understand a word they’re saying. Knows there is some reason
for their existence, but wishes they’d stay away from her.
likes the company of others, bur prefers to
spend some of her time alone.
Very jealous of elves who can dance.
ANIMAL FRIEND\RIDE (SPECIFY WHICH IF APPLICABLE):
with white spots on back and feet