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muted-howl · 4 years

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LFRP Balmung: Lho Falahni

☽ ☽ ☽ Basics ☾ ☾ ☾

NAME: Lho Falahni Age: 23 Years old GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Pansexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single SERVER: Balmung ☽ ☽ ☽ Physical Appearance ☾ ☾ ☾ HAIR: Long, waves of white tumbling down with straight cut bangs that frame her face EYES: An eerie and blank shade of pinkish/red HEIGHT: 5 fulm BUILD: Small/petite DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Keeper moondrop on forehead, scar over right eye, Scar over left cheek, white keeper markings, white eyelashes and eyebrows, White face-paint COMMON ACCESSORIES: Small harp strapped to a sash, golden ewer strapped along side it corked and full of a mysterious liquid, A velvet bag full of shaven bones and carved with runes

☽ ☽ ☽ Personal ☾ ☾ ☾ PROFESSION: Prophet, Priestess, Matron of her clan HOBBIES: Fortune telling, Singing in the woods, Dancing naked under the moonlight, Observing people long term LANGUAGES: Common(Fluent), Huntspeak(Fluent) RESIDENCE: A warded clearing in the dravanian woods that houses her and her clan. FEARS: Seeing her vision of a new calamity come to pass, Incurring the Greenwrath again, Failing her people

☽ ☽ ☽ Relationships ☾ ☾ ☾ PARENTS: Aihla Falahni(Mother, Alive) Kalo’a Delhni(Father,Dead) OTHER RELATIVES: Voja(cousin) @lesalia

☽ ☽ ☽ Traits ☾ ☾ ☾ extroverted / introverted / in between / contextual disorganized / organized / in between / contextual close minded / open-minded / in between / contextual calm / anxious / in between / contextual disagreeable / agreeable / in between / contextual cautious / reckless / in between / contextual patient / impatient / in between / contextual outspoken / reserved / in between / contextual leader / follower / in between / contextual empathetic / unemphatic / in between / contextual optimistic / pessimistic / in between / contextual traditional / modern / in between / contextual hard-working / lazy / in between / contextual cultured / un-cultured / in between / contextual loyal / disloyal / in between / contextual faithful / unfaithful / in between / contextual

☽ ☽ ☽ Additional Information/Hooks ☾ ☾ ☾

☼Wildling: Lho at one point in time, incurred the greenwrath onto herself and was changed into a wildling. She was lost to the will of the wood for about 2 years before being found by her people and the aid of a couple conjurers to renew her woodsin. Conjurers of the guild would know of her or have heard of her. Maybe your character participated in her cleansing?

☼Prophet: Lho believes heavily in following fate’s design. She’ll often go up to strangers and read their futures. Maybe you’ll want a reading too?

☼Matron: A matron to her clan, The children of the blessed bone, heavily devoted to her people while still wanting their numbers to grow to follow her vision and stop the impending calamity. She cares not about whether you’re related by blood or even if you happen to be a miqo’te. She’ll likely try to recruit you too.

☽ ☽ ☽ About the Player ☾ ☾ ☾

☼ I live on the west coast but my sleep schedule is pretty messed up sometimes so i can coordinate RP pretty easily

☼ I am not comfortable role playing with anyone under the age of 18, or characters under the age of 18

☼ I have MAJOR anxiety about coming to bug people about RP. So if we RP and i don’t follow up, it’s not because I didn’t like you or your character, i just have anxiety and need a little push sometimes ;v;

☼ I do NOT do ERP. I don’t have anything against people that do, in fact that’s fine, do your thing, have fun. It just isn’t for me. I don’t feel comfortable doing it so don’t ask or suggest it.

☼ I understand Lho or my other characters may be not very lore friendly, I understand that completely. However, please do not harrass me about it. You don’t have to interact with me and I won’t interact with you if lore bending isn’t your thing.

☽ ☽ ☽ How to Reach Me ☾ ☾ ☾

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Discord: Boat Gremlin#1226

Or in game! Go ahead and add me if you want and we can talk about stuff in game! I’m usually on Uhme Qhitah, Lho Falahni, or Sulahn Da’assan

Tagging for signal boosting: @balmungrp @ffxiv-crystal-rp @ffxiv-balmung-rp @crystalxivrp @crystal-rp-ffxiv

#lfrp #lfrp balmung #ffxiv lfrp #lfrp crystal

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marquis1305 · 5 years

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TMI tuesday: tell me more about moriphean! Where is he from? what does he like? dislike? someone special in his life? :D

Moriphean!He is from Clan Tilhannen, which is based on the coast of Antiva. They are one of the clans who are a little more open to relations with shems, and even have accepted a couple city elves into the clan with open arms. They occasionally trade with some of the smaller shem outposts, and due to that Mori can speak Antivan. He likes peace and calm, and does what he can to find beauty and wisdom every where. He doesn’t understand the need to force chaos or order upon the world, where there is a balance between each that can be followed instead. He is very devoted to the Creators, and his devotion is apart of his every day life. He prays to Sylaise when starting his fires, or whispers for Andruil to guide him in finding a new path for the clans as he trains to be Keeper. He takes his duties as First to the clan very seriously. He is an absolute nerd, enjoys finding new lore and legends for the Elvhen, and actively tries to communicate with other clans to make sure that nothing further is lost.He absolutely abhors the way that elves are treated throughout Thedas, prejudice and blind hatred are useless. They do not make anyone better for having taken part in it. And he includes the elves in that, xenophobia has only ever lessened his people, and caused the loss of more history and knowledge. He also has a lack of understanding of chicken coops or why animals are put in houses when that is more space for another human or elf that goes without. (Don’t ask me that one is all him.)Depending on the Verse he does!With his current rp verse:Podge (who belongs to @lukacola ) is his current betrothed. And Adahlris (who belongs to @impishelf ) Is both his best friend and his first boyfriend/now ex, but are still incredibly close. Otherwise he is open for shipping.

#Askme #askmeme #thanks for the ask!#Moriphean #Podge #Adahlris #I love my dalish boi

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house-vexile · 6 years

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Looking For Role-play - Master List

In the effort to put my feet back into the water with more vigor, I’ve made another quick reference list of my characters and the best way to engage them. I recently passed 800 followers (Welcome new people!) and I figured I was way overdue for this. For ease of scrolling, the LFRP snippets will be under the cut (Sorry mobile users...I know the read more line doesn’t always work in the app...).

All characters listed below are on Balmung unless specified otherwise.

Thank you all!

Ranya Vexile - A Vylbrand native and business owner, Ranya is a very strong willed woman with a sharp tongue and little patience for foolishness.

Hooks:

Are you a craftsman or guard/mercenary? Ranya might have work for you.

Limsan native? Ranya’s family has spent near all of its history in that area.

Do you like books? You haven’t seen her house. She collects them.

Any individual with a disciplined lifestyle, or a driven mindset.

Important things to note:

Ranya is not available for romantic engagement, as she is a taken lady.

She can be a very intimidating lady out the gate. Proceed with caution, please.

She HIGHLY dislikes Garleans.

Phenalyn Talavaine - A kindhearted healer and artist who sees and hears far more than she lets on. A gentle soul with a hearty dose of nervousness.

Hooks:

Do you like nature? Animals? Plants? Spirits? Phen will love to chat.

Do you like history, particularly captured in ruins or in art forms? She studies these sorts of things.

Healing magic is always a safe way to go with this lady. She’s quite adept.

Have you traveled the world? Been to faraway places? She’ll LOVE hearing about it.

Important things to note:

Phenalyn’s romantic intentions are focused on a particular gentleman at the moment. Please don’t engage her with the intention of romance.

Scared to role-play with me, or intimidated in any way? Phenalyn is by far the easiest/kindest of my characters and would be a good starting choice.

Y’asmina Malha - A tribe witch with a fiery spirit and ritually branded skin. A bit of a wildcard...and a woman seems to be too aware of the preciousness of life.

Hooks:

Do you like adventuring? Mina is the curious sort who likes the sensation of spontaneity.

From a tribe? So is Mina. Doesn’t have to be the same tribe, she’s still likely interested.

Is your character more rough around the edges? All fine by Y’asmina. She likes the more...weathered, morally questionable sort.

Important things to note:

Y’asmina and Y’raos (mentioned next) are siblings. You will likely deal with one if you engage the other.

Similarly to the others, please don’t bum-rush her for the sake of ERP. It won’t happen.

Y’asmina deals in some rather arcane, dated magics. Some of the darker variety. That doesn’t mean she’ll talk about them outright.

She is prone to attitudes. Please proceed with caution.

Y’raos Nunh - A brooding, hard-working and intense male from the Jaguar clan. Due to some...unfortunate circumstances, he is now the leader of his clan branch.

Hooks:

Tribe life. Raos is the leader of a clan currently recovering from some bad leadership by the hand of the former Nunh. He’s open to conversation regarding it.

Parenthood. Y’raos is the father of four children, three his own and one adopted. He loves his family, and respects a family-minded individual.

Vylbrand - Y’raos and his people recently completed the move back to their former home along the beaches of La Noscea. One might have seen their developing village.

Important things to note:

He’s a bit grumpy out the gate, and is a man of few words. But he talks, I promise!

Y’raos is married. Yes, that is rare for Seeker tribes. That said, he is not open for ERP, even under the pretense of lore. Please do not seek him out for it.

Khai Tumet - A quiet, unapologetic huntress who has returned to her home with the hopes of restoring her tribe name.

Hooks:

Xaela culture is always a safe way to go with Khai. Just don’t insult it and she might talk to you.

Hunting is also an easy topic and a quick way to get her to talk.

Painting. Khai paints quite a bit, and while she isn’t classically trained or interested in learning, she enjoys sharing the passion.

Important things to note:

Khai is by far my hardest character to engage. She will not leave the East now that she is home, and she is blatantly disapproving of Eorzean ways. Proceed with caution.

Khai also has some social/mental quirks that may come off as aloof or dismissive. These are intentional, and with investment, it will become clear as to why she acts the way she does.

Shoniin Kahkol - A travelling shaman of the Kahkol tribe, interested in gathering the lost of the Steppes and guiding them home.

Hooks:

Xaela culture also works with Shoniin. He’s familiar with all of the tribes, and is willing to teach people who care to learn.

Magic. While he may not care to learn the ways of others, he has an interest in the way other aether users channel their skills.

Jewelry and body modification - Shoniin is heavily pierced, enjoys piercing/making jewelry, and is able to tattoo those who desire it...albeit in more primitive ways.

Important things to note:

Due to the nature of his personality and more hidden details, stories involving Shoniin can often drift towards darker themes. Buyers beware.

While Shoniin is polyamorous and pansexual, invested story would be necessary for me as a writer to even consider a relationship of that sort between him and another character.

I also have other, more minor characters available. However, I am not on them often so a shorter description will be listed below:

Arty Surefoot - Smuggler, airship pilot, transporter, black market dealer. She’s a wildcard.

Y’nala Jaliz - Grandmother to Y’asmina and Y’raos, she is a very old woman with very old magic.

Nikolai Barlaas (Mateus) - A silent man from Thavnair seeking a new life...while keeping the past in the past.

A note about the writer:

I have alts. This means I will not be constantly focused on a single character. I do, however, play quite a bit and do play most of my characters equally.

Scheduling things with me is best. While I don’t mean to formalize the process, I work a LOT during the day and am very exhausted in the evening. Scheduling things helps me make sure I get to squeeze into everyone else’s time!

I am on the east coast, but that won’t stop me from making accommodations for your time zone. I am up super late most nights, and weekends have no sleep schedule at all. So don’t let my location dissuade you!

I can do discord RP, but due to the fact that I work all day, replies will be slow and likely 1-2 times a day maximum. I also prefer in-game RP if at all possible.

Drama happens, but be ready to talk about it. I do not have time for drama, and would prefer a role-play partner who is able to maintain open communication rather than letting issues fester.

Thank you all so much for taking the time to read this. So sorry it’s as long as it is!

#ff14 #FFXIV #Final Fantasy XIV #final fantasy 14 #House-Vexile #LFRP #Looking for RP #Roleplay #master list #Long post #So Sorry! >.<

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shadow-and-quill · 5 years

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.:RP:. Politicking

Characters: Ritsuka Aoki (male Keeper), Shen Kotodama (male Raen)

Rating: General

Origin Date: 4 Nov 18

Shen and Ritsuka discuss ways forward dealing with the Yukimura and other manners. The eldest of the Kotodama and their loyal shinobi tend to be quite an amusing pair.

“>blah<” indicates Doman

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Ritsuka Aoki blinks as he walks into his office. "Kotodama-sama, we didn't have a meeting." It was said with such certainty, his schedule memorized.

Shen Kotodama had only just been there, a cup of tea in hand. Head canting back. "No. I didn't have bothersome juniors until today. Do you have any pressing matters?"

Ritsuka Aoki shakes his head, going to his desk to pull out a new set of glasses. There are about a dozen or so stashed there. The cracked ones from the practice spar are set aside to be repaired later.

Shen Kotodama observed this stash with some quiet bemusement playing upon his eyes. "As many glasses as the shoji we've replaced?" A tease. He'd almost lit the last person to run through them on fire himself.

"I would need an entire shelf to match that number," was the dry tone. "Can I get you anything?" Ever the host. He goes to move the plushie off his desk and to the corner. More toys had appeared with Saeha staying with him.

Shen Kotodama hefted up briefly his own cup of tea. "You honor me with your graciousness; so I thought to do so equally in preparedness," was the slow reply as he switched to Doman. “>Have you trained someone in the ways of the diplomat before?<”

Ritsuka Aoki shifted his glasses up his nose. ">I have not. I was self-taught as it was. Is there someone that you're considering?<" An eyebrow raise.

Shen Kotodama sighed softly to this. “>This makes you even more impressive, Aoki-san. If you were born a Raen you would hold an office in the Bakufu.<” For once he didn't sound like he was playing at someone. Rather he respected Ritsu's abilities quite a bit. “>Yes. I had intended for you to teach Kiyo before her emotional nature swallows her clan.<”

Ritsuka Aoki knew that fact /very very/ well. A bit of an annoyance in his life but fortunately his spot had more than enough financial stability to suit him and his sister. His tail swished in a rare content motion at the praise. ">Daimyo Yukimura?<" The tone in his voice betrayed how he felt about how successful THAT would be.

">You can call her Daimyo with a straight face?<” A subtle rising of his brow to this. His face it's usual socially kind mask. “>Though yes, Daimyo Yukimura. Only lightly less of a lost cause than our own sitting Daimyo.<” The sitting part stressed softly in his tone.

">She has inherited the title as tradition dictates so I will address her as so.<" Just as neutral a tone. ">Both of the Daimyo are quite young.<" He sets his book on the desk after retrieving it from his robes. ">And untrained. If there was a more experienced one of their station, that would be the best way for them to learn.<"

Shen Kotodama momentarily has an actually genuine look of disgust come across his features. But this is soon gone. “>Both are young and raised outside of the traditional bounds of our culture. If we find no other option, there are my ancestors to consider towards their training.<”

Ritsuka Aoki tilts his head to the side at that. ">Or look about Doma. Clans are reforming and those that were in hiding are re-emerging. Surely there is one that the Clan has ties to that would be willing to mentor two young leaders?<"

">We have ties to other clans; this is to assume that they are trusted however. To influence our leaders as this, Aoki-san, I'm sure you understand I want to keep our influence and control of the heads.<”

">Of course, Kotodama-sama. I understand completely.<" A shift of his glasses. ">That is why I will go and monitor the lessons myself if one is found worthy.<"

Shen Kotodama closed his eyes for a moment. Offering a minor nod. “>Then I will entrust this to you. Perhaps it is a thing I should have seen set in motion sooner as I will be speaking to Yukimura-dono soon about the siege. Perhaps I can have her draw on me.<”

Ritsuka Aoki can't help a bit of a wry smirk at that. ">My suggestion is that you stop antagonizing the woman. I caught the last of your bickering earlier after Rokuyo-san arrived. You are just as guilty for antagonizing here.....ser.<"

Shen Kotodama sighed deeply. Canting his head back a bit. “>She reminds me of my junior sister, in truth. I assumed such hard lessons and her losing with her outburst would be sufficient. She is valuable even should her request be difficult.<”

">She is on the defensive. And when some feel backed into a corner they lash out. The constant poking at her while she is in such a state will only make things worse.<" He rested fingers on his book for a moment, leaning a bit forward on the desk. ">I overheard she is to meet the kifujin of Hausuganji concerning a political marriage.<"

">Mmm.<” Shen looked down at Ritsuka at this. “>This would be quite troublesome. With us actively losing our host reclaiming their mountain.<” Though the man was in the traditional way far underselling it.

Ritsuka Aoki raises a dark eyebrow again. My goodness, were all born Domans this silly? ">I would think you would be concerned being the only suitable male in the running for the Kotodama. Even if you are perhaps past your prime for your husbandly duties.<" Said so plainly.

Shen Kotodama would have agreed, people born Doman were quite silly creatures. “>I am the only suitable male currently free. A younger brother did survive... last I had seen him in the prisoner camps.<” The mark upon his forehead was a brand, after all. “>Even aside. I am hardly concerned for myself. The marriage is more important than the contact; one of her consorts can fill the role for bringing a child. Though I doubt my body lacking in ability.<” Pride, or something else!

Ritsuka Aoki does his best to repress a smile. All men were the same. But he soon regains himself. ">Firstly, if you have family in the camps, they should be freed now. Should we set out to find him? Secondly, you had better improve your interactions with Daimyo Yukimura if you wish to keep her swayed to the Kotodama.<" He opens his book, clawed fingers running down a line. ">Though...<" A pause. ">You always leverage her honor in the fact that you /are/ giving her her home back.<" A glance back up.

Shen Kotodama cocked an eyebrow to this. The other point could wait for a moment. “>I do, as this is the fact of the matter. Her father was lacking valorous honor; but his daughter is a woman of fire... ironically so.<”

Ritsuka Aoki is quiet for a few, tapping his page. "> You are fond of her then.<"

“>Of her potential,<” Shen corrected. “>I believe she wouldn't have abandoned her homeland. That her pride wouldn't have let her do so.<”

Ritsuka Aoki tilts his head. ">She admitted today that she made the call to retreat when the attack happened.<"

Shen Kotodama hummed softly to this, making to sip at his tea, but it was all gone. “>I find it hard to believe a child could have called a retreat; she was little more than this when they fell.<” Though it certainly brought doubt to his thoughts. “>If she is the same coward as her father however we're wasting considerable resources.<”

Ritsuka Aoki walks over to take his cup and go to fill it. ">Think of it. She was likely in her later teenage years when it happened. Freshly assumed the mantle of Daimyo due to her father's sudden death. And her village slain by a yokai twin. Her Clan would be gone if they hadn't run. That has to be admired.<" Back and forth he flopped on opinions, curious of reactions.

Shen Kotodama sighed. Eyes closing as the cup was filled. Ritsuka would have been frightening if he had been born anything but a miqo'te. “>There is nothing to be admired in retreat, Aoki-san.<”

">Not even in survival? Ensuring your blood lives on?<"

">What worth is that blood if it is tainted by meekness?<”

">It's life.<" He leans his hip against the desk, a bit of his formality fading. ">I am here, alive, with my sister because I left Eorzea. Was your praise from earlier given to the meek?<"

">It would seem so.<” Though Shen was simply being prideful now. The man only sighed in the end. “>Can you have a gem retrieved from the Clan’s temple? I will be taking to the field.<”

Ritsuka Aoki is hardly offended, in fact the curl of his lips implies he's amused. ">If you trust a meek miqo'te like myself to do so, Kotodama-sama.<"

Shen Kotodama glanced down at Ritsuka. Eyes narrowed; towards anyone else it would be a glare! “>I would rather you go. The Ancestors won't bother you. I will admit to Kiyo she was correct before I go to assuage her ego.<”

">You'll just have to give me a location so I can gauge how far I'll have to prepare. There are still rogue Garlean elements roaming Doma.<" He doesn't remark on his latter words but that shite-eating smirk remains on his face.

Shen Kotodama wondered if he should have burned this miqo'te instead of the Daimyo! “>It's an island off the coast. I'll have it's location sent to you. Perhaps a half day’s travel If you need a body guard I'll have one sent with you.<” It went without saying; Ritsuka had won.

">A bodyguard will simply slow me down. I work best alone. Please just send me all the details. I will head out after some planning once I receive them.<" A more proper bow.

Shen Kotodama returned Ritsuka's bow. Only pausing once he stood. “>If I didn't enjoy your company I would have to sneer at such smugness.<” And that was close as admitting he enjoyed someone as he would give. “>I'll leave you to your evening now. I imagine Saeha-chan will be back soon.<”

">Indeed she will be. Hopefully she didn't completely exhaust X'nihru-san.<" An adjustment of his glasses. ">And it was a pleasure to have such an enlightening discussion with you as well, Kotodama-sama.<"

">I fear it was too enlightening. Do make sure to find someone to train Yukimura-dono. I would do it myself, but she might actually try to kill me and I would hate to have to act upon such.<” Though it's unlikely he actually would.

">I will see what I can arrange. She is a beautiful young woman,<" even he could admire that despite his preferences, ">I am sure an eager young man would be happy for such an opportunity.<"

">If their eagerness comes from beauty he'll find himself beneath her boot.<” It earned an amused snort. “>May the ancestors watch over you, Aoki-san.<”

">That is what will be entertaining. And it would eliminate some annoying competition in the government offices.<" Another fix of those glasses. Two birds with one stone. ">Be careful in the field. The latest supplies leave in two days' time. You can likely travel with the caravan.<"

">You've kept up with the timetables well. I'll ensure to join them. I have some other small tokens to put into place...<” Then an odd grin. As he strode away he couldn't really lie to himself; he was looking forward to the field.

#roleplay #rp #shen kotodama #siege arc

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lostcoastclans · 2 years

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NEEDLESTAR

Leader of MeadowClan | She/Her | 52 moons old | art by @signetviolet

The toothy grin of this cat is one known well inside and out of MeadowClan. Needlestar is a snarky, bold, and brash cat on the best of days and vicious on her worst. But she is fiercely loyal to her Clan. In her youth, she was a bit of a show off and to this day, enjoys poking at predators and borders, itching for a fight – all to protect her territory, of course. She finds joy in it and wants the same for her Clanmates: joy and freedom. Though, those inside and out of MeadowClan may doubt her methods in achieving that. Outwardly, Needlestar is a ball of teeth and attitude and laughter, but few know the leader personally. And fewer now with Poppystar buried.

Needlestar was once a warrior named Pineshadow and changed her name after she took up the mantle of leadership from her deceased mate, Poppystar, as a way to distinguish herself from the past. The moons since Poppystar's death have not been easy on MeadowClan. The fire that took her left their territory scarred, forcing Needlestar to think of new ways to keep her Clan alive. Her chosen deputy, Sprucegoose, was of little help in her eyes. His gentle, somewhat pliable nature did not help to pick up the slack when Needlestar ran out of ideas. But they survived the fire and storms and the hunger and now that they've left them behind, Needlestar's priority is to make sure they aren't left vulnerable again. Here's hoping that her new choice in deputy wasn't a mistake as well.

#needlestar #meadowclan #lost coast clans #lost coast clans rp #lcc #wcrp #wc rp #warrior cats rp #discord wcrp #warrior cats roleplay #warrior cats #warriors rp #warriorcats #warriors roleplay #warrior cats oc #wc oc #leader intro #art

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lostcoastclans · 2 years

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[ art by @rainstride ]

Official map of the coastal territories! The left map features more color and detail in the lands of the Clans, and right map features territory divisions! (Hatched areas of the right map indicate land that is in conflict / has recently changed ownership, and the gray areas indicate neutral or truce territory.)

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lostcoastclans · 2 years

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GAMEKEEPER

MeadowClan Unique Rank | Singular | art by @rainstride

The most knowledgeable cat in the Clan on the subject of all puzzles, riddles, and games. These are most frequently cats with excellent memories and a knack for organization and strategy, and are usually selected by the previous gamekeeper for training only after they have already earned their full rank names. Gamekeepers are not trained to perform the same duties as leaders or deputies, but the tasks they do perform are just as vital to the wellbeing of the Clan, and they are typically just as involved with their community.

A gamekeeper’s primary duties involve overseeing the training of apprentices (particularly assisting apprentices soon to earn their full names with their warrior assessments, self-directed events known as thesis projects in MeadowClan), the conduction and management of Clan-wide games, contests, and other team building activities, accident or crisis planning, and general strategy for dealing with all manner of potential threats. While gamekeepers do not call Clan meetings or conduct ceremonies, they are the go-to cats to chaperone and referee various events, and they are go-to instructors during any crisis. If, for instance, a fire broke out uncomfortably near MeadowClan’s camp, the Clan would look to the gamekeeper for instructions on how best to evacuate or otherwise manage the situation. Accident planning and running safety drills are common everyday duties that the gamekeepers perform with their Clanmates.

While a gamekeeper’s job is incredibly important to the overall safety of the Clan, it is also a position coveted for the joy and creativity involved in it – brainstorming ideas for projects with apprentices and organizing Clan game nights and escape rooms is good fun, after all.

#meadowclan #meadowclan unique rank #unique rank #gamekeeper info #lost coast clans #lost coast clans rp #lcc #meadowclan info #wcrp #wc rp #warrior cats roleplay #warrior cats rp #warrior cats #warriors rp #warriorcats #lore #meadowclan lore #art #lore art

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lostcoastclans · 2 years

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SCRIBE

MarshClan Unique Rank | Multiple | art by @rainstride

Scribes are a small but incredibly vital group, specially trained from apprenticeship and tasked with the management of MarshClan’s ever-shifting territory. They are oftentimes the most agile, sure-footed, keen-eyed cats in the Clan, in addition to being skilled navigators, in order to survey the marshes swiftly and effectively. Though there is little restriction on who can train to be a scribe, the job is incredibly demanding and time-consuming, and it is not uncommon for cats who begin training as scribes to opt out to become warriors instead.

With the constant ebb and flow of the tides changing the territory daily, navigating it can be tricky even for experienced warriors. Scribes mitigate these challenges for their Clanmates by scouting the marshes and carving maps noting safe paths through. Scribes are typically the first cats awake and patrolling, particularly after storms or spring tides, when changes to the territory’s topography are the most drastic. They work closely with the Clan’s healers to monitor the growth of herbs, and are often the first to go to work constructing things to divert water flow away from vital areas. Salt marshes can be a harsh environment for many plants and animals, but scribes work to ensure both that the territory stays stable enough to provide for MarshClan’s needs, and that MarshClan doesn’t damage the ecosystem they live in. Scribes act as an advising council to the Clan’s leader and deputy on many internal affairs, and hold the collective ability to veto some decisions if they believe it will threaten the balance of the marshes’ ecosystem.

A scribe’s work seems to never be finished, but by working as a team, they ensure MarshClan’s prosperity – and make sure everyone gets time to rest. Though their skills are most frequently put to use in their jobs, many scribes have artistic and curious spirits, finding joy in learning about the natural world, and in the acts of carving or crafting – form and function should coexist!

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lostcoastclans · 2 years

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Timeline reference for anyone prepping their character backstories for incoming application opening!

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[ graphic by @rainstride ]

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SPRUCEGOOSE

MeadowClan Deputy | 78 moons old at death | art by @rainstride

Sprucekit and his sibling Muddykit were born to a MeadowClan cat named Cloudyhill. Their kithood was joyous, full of fun and laughter. Sprucekit always loved a good joke, though it became apparent to many around him that he didn't actually know what a good joke was. He would say things just slightly off from a normal joke and crack up. Other times he would leave little ladybugs around his sister's nest 'as a joke', which turned out to be alright because she really liked them. They just didn't make her laugh.

Sprucekit was never a very adventurous kit, one could even describe him as shy. In truth, he was afraid of getting in trouble with their mother if they strayed too far from her, so he was diligent in keeping himself within eyesight, sometimes ensuring this was true by staring directly at her - after all, if he could see her, then she could see him. His mother found it endearing, but this behavior usually ended with Muddykit tackling him for not paying attention to the game she was trying to get him to play.

One day, Muddykit was determined to explore more of the camp and insisted she couldn't go alone. It took her all morning, but she managed to convince her brother they should inspect the den that all the elders used. Sprucekit took one look inside at the elders sharing a meal and fluffed up three times his normal size. Yes, these were his Clanmates, but he didn't know then, and he never met a cat without his mother around. Muddykit had pushed him inside, right into an elder named Iriscreek. Sprucekit burst into tears and the den burst into soothing coos and platitudes in an attempt to soothe the kit. Iriscreek wrapped a large paw around him, giving him a few gentle pats and telling him to be brave. It took a little time, but he eventually settled down enough to to listen to a story from the old tom about his life before coming to MeadowClan. Sprucekit was captivated, asking questions and looking to the others when they chimed in with similar stories. After that, if you were ever looking for the kit he could be found sprawled out beside the elders, begging for another story.

Time passed and the siblings became Sprucepaw and Muddypaw. Much of their training was spent together, the two learning and growing together. Sprucepaw was an overall average apprentice, not excelling in any particular field, though he dutifully tried to specialize in hunting. He continued to return to the elders’ den during his apprenticeship, choosing to share meals with them over other apprentices. He always wanted to tell them about what he’d learned, or ask if they had done things differently when they were warriors. Sometimes he just wanted to see how their day had been. He often spent a good deal of time changing out their bedding, insisting with their sore joints that they needed somewhere comfortable to relax. Most nest materials flattened too quickly for his taste, something he found frustrating.

When it came time for Muddypaw and Sprucepaw to come up with their thesis, Sprucepaw was at a loss. Mentors tried to help him, but nothing sounded interesting or important enough. None of his warrior skills were remarkable enough to work on to come up with a thesis. If he couldn’t come up with one, how was he supposed to become a warrior? Of course, the elders all heard his lamentations. Iriscreek snorted at him, joking that he could build a fancy nest to impress the council, maybe something he could actually lean on. Surprisingly, this was what Sprucepaw latched onto. All he had to do was make a nest with support, and he was already pretty good at nest building.

It took him a little time, but with the help of the elders testing out his nests, Sprucepaw was able to construct a nest with a woven base of small sticks. Through this he wove in grasses and moss, lining it with goose feathers for extra softness. It might not have been the most exciting thesis they ever saw, but the council liked it enough that they granted him his warrior name. Sprucegoose didn’t even mind that it rhymed, he was just proud he was able to get his name doing something to help the elders.

After that, things were good for Sprucegoose. Life was simple, not much to worry about. When Muddybud began to volunteer to mentor new apprentices, Sprucegoose did too. He still loved his sister and he wanted to help the Clan. He found that after spending so much time with elders he didn’t quite understand younger cats. They were emotional and confusing, not always focused on whatever lesson he was trying to give. This isn’t to say his lessons were good, they were mediocre at best, but they were basic enough that young apprentices would understand them. His most useful lesson was always nest building, and cats usually tried to focus during that one. This was usually when he’d try to joke with them in his odd way, met with only silence or forced laughter. Still, he continued to train in various subjects because no one told him to stop. Sprucegoose went on like this for seasons, content with his life. The elders he grew up with passed on and he grieved for them deeply, but he always had time to spare for any cat in the elder’s den.

He was uncomfortable with the strange leadership changes happening in MeadowClan. Poppyshower was a good choice, of course, but when she became Poppystar and named Pineshadow her deputy, he was surprised, thinking the two didn’t get along. Sprucegoose didn’t actually care that much, though, and quickly moved on with his life as he always did. When Poppystar passed it was tragic, something the whole Clan mourned. He wasn’t prepared for Pineshadow to return having changed her name to Needlestar, and name him of all cats as her deputy.

Well, if his Clan needed him. Sprucegoose had been an average apprentice, an average warrior, and he was a subpar deputy. He did the best he could, but his version of the best was barely the minimum, and if there was a day he met the minimum, cats could consider it good. It wasn’t for lack of trying, it was simply that he’d never paid much mind to what the deputy did. Why should he? Despite this, something about the promotion got to his head. To have Needlstar name him her deputy changed his perception of their relationship. Where before he’d considered her just another apprentice, now she was his apprentice and needed his support. Most of this support came in the form of telling people how good of friends they were and joining her for meals whether she liked it or not. He was sure she would have stayed to eat with him most meals if her stomach wasn’t so unwell.

Rains came and stayed for some time, soaking into the ground and forming little rivulets between the grasses. It stifled him, making the air and his fur alike in their humidity, a gross feeling. The rare sunny day in between the rain was a chance he wouldn’t miss. Sprucegoose never really went to the Hissing Stones, but the stones in the warm sun sounded so inviting after all the damp. He went, his paws confident as he moved over the boulders. He was thinking about the prank he pulled on his sister when it happened, the snake’s teeth meeting his leg. Perhaps that was why he hadn’t heard the rattling, he’d been thinking of the ladybugs Muddybud would find in her nest when she returned from her patrol. His leg stung and he let out a hiss, snapping at the snake. He managed to get it, the small beast coming to a final rest on the stones alongside him. He hoped Muddybud smiled when she saw his prank.

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