Risk

Hidden Winds Holt

Risk

Played by ~ Kayla

Character Name: Risk

~Cub Name: Littlelaugh

Soul Name: Ature

Gender: Male

Age: 91

Family: Darkriver (father, deceased), Moonclef (mother, deceased) and Willowbrake (cousin, alive)

Lovemates: None

Lifemates: None

Recognized: None

Skills/Hobbies: Making elves laugh, keeping promises and making a competition out of practically any situation. Causing mischief, sneaking up on other elves, climbing trees, doing anything involving adventure and a little bit of danger, really.

Weapons/Tools: A set of concealed throwing daggers. The handles are decorated with a single, oval-shaped gem with a silver serpent wrapped around it. Simple daggers used for cleaning kills.

Tribal Duty: Hunter and scout

Hunting Party/Gathering Party: Hunting Party

Magic:

~Sending

~Wolf bonding

Personality: Flamboyant, extravagant, outgoing, proud. He’s noble and courageous, a real gentleman, with a lust for competition and adventure. Sometimes, however, his passion can be dangerously mixed with his stubborn, determined ways, which often leads him into trouble. He isn’t the cleverest of all elves; in fact, he can be a bit of a twit, but so long as he can make you smile, he’s happy.

Likes/Dislikes: Loyalty, a good joke, celebrations, waterfalls and heights. Greediness and boredom.

Fears: Extremely tight spaces - not that he’d tell you that!

Hair: Thick, straight, cut into short, messy layers which just touch his shoulders. It’s grey-black in colour, with off-white pieces.

Eyes: Almond-shaped, slanted and narrow. Jade green centers, forest green rims with flecks of gold and honey brown hues throughout. Warm, with a twinkle of mischief.

Facial Features: Oval shaped face, rounded chin, with smooth, squared cheekbones and jaw. His nose is a little long, with a bit of a bump in the middle (after nearly being broken), and sprinkled with tiny freckles. Almost always wearing a very particular grin.

Height/Build: Approximately “4’3” in height. Lean and muscular, sort of like a big cuddly bear. His skin is deeply tanned, almost olive.

Typical Clothing: If he’s wearing a shirt, it’s a simple, moss green tunic with a wide-cut collar and three-quarter length sleeves. For pants, he wears a pair of patched, chestnut brown breeches, with a green loincloth over top. He prefers to go barefoot, although occasionally he’ll wear a pair of sturdy sandals. Generally, he has no sense of ‘style’.

Color Scheme: Greens, blacks and browns.

Jewelry/Decorations: A simple gold armband worn on his right arm

Special Possessions: The set of throwing daggers, which was given to him as a gift from his father.

Personal History: Born of Recognition between lovemates of considerable age, Darkriver and Moonclef, Littlelaugh was joyously welcomed into the world. A few turns after the birth of their son, Darkriver, already an elder, died peacefully of old age. However, while he was amongst the living, he spent much time with his rather quiet and shy son, teaching him the ways of hunting and so on. Moonclef continued to raise her son to the best of her ability, until finally, she too, died of old age. Littlelaugh was already growing up fast, but for the few years to come until he became a young adult and was prepared to face the world alone the tribe would raise him. Littlelaugh discovered his soulname rather late in his years, and when he had returned from his soul search, a rather mature and outgoing elf had replaced the silent cub, thus giving him the name Risk.

Wolf-friend-

Name: Jitter

Age: 13

Gender: Male

Appearance: Tall, slender, long-legged, perhaps a bit scrawny and rather aerodynamic. Black and tumbleweed-like colours, somewhat brindled, with a white chest patch. His eyes are large and golden.

Personality: Bouncy, all-over and always on the go. Jitter loves any type of game, especially fetch, and is slow to take offense, so that leaves him as a rather low ranking wolf.


	Hidden Winds Holt Risk Played by ~ Kayla Character Name: Risk ~Cub Name: Littlelaugh Soul Name: Ature Gender: Male Age: 91 Family: Darkriver (father, deceased), Moonclef (mother, deceased) and Willowbrake (cousin, alive) Lovemates: None Lifemates: None Recognized: None Skills/Hobbies: Making elves laugh, keeping promises and making a competition out of practically any situation. Causing mischief, sneaking up on other elves, climbing trees, doing anything involving adventure and a little bit of danger, really. Weapons/Tools: A set of concealed throwing daggers. The handles are decorated with a single, oval-shaped gem with a silver serpent wrapped around it. Simple daggers used for cleaning kills. Tribal Duty: Hunter and scout Hunting Party/Gathering Party: Hunting Party Magic: ~Sending ~Wolf bonding Personality: Flamboyant, extravagant, outgoing, proud. He’s noble and courageous, a real gentleman, with a lust for competition and adventure. Sometimes, however, his passion can be dangerously mixed with his stubborn, determined ways, which often leads him into trouble. He isn’t the cleverest of all elves; in fact, he can be a bit of a twit, but so long as he can make you smile, he’s happy. Likes/Dislikes: Loyalty, a good joke, celebrations, waterfalls and heights. Greediness and boredom. Fears: Extremely tight spaces - not that he’d tell you that! Hair: Thick, straight, cut into short, messy layers which just touch his shoulders. It’s grey-black in colour, with off-white pieces. Eyes: Almond-shaped, slanted and narrow. Jade green centers, forest green rims with flecks of gold and honey brown hues throughout. Warm, with a twinkle of mischief. Facial Features: Oval shaped face, rounded chin, with smooth, squared cheekbones and jaw. His nose is a little long, with a bit of a bump in the middle (after nearly being broken), and sprinkled with tiny freckles. Almost always wearing a very particular grin. Height/Build: Approximately “4’3” in height. Lean and muscular, sort of like a big cuddly bear. His skin is deeply tanned, almost olive. Typical Clothing: If he’s wearing a shirt, it’s a simple, moss green tunic with a wide-cut collar and three-quarter length sleeves. For pants, he wears a pair of patched, chestnut brown breeches, with a green loincloth over top. He prefers to go barefoot, although occasionally he’ll wear a pair of sturdy sandals. Generally, he has no sense of ‘style’. Color Scheme: Greens, blacks and browns. Jewelry/Decorations: A simple gold armband worn on his right arm Special Possessions: The set of throwing daggers, which was given to him as a gift from his father. Personal History: Born of Recognition between lovemates of considerable age, Darkriver and Moonclef, Littlelaugh was joyously welcomed into the world. A few turns after the birth of their son, Darkriver, already an elder, died peacefully of old age. However, while he was amongst the living, he spent much time with his rather quiet and shy son, teaching him the ways of hunting and so on. Moonclef continued to raise her son to the best of her ability, until finally, she too, died of old age. Littlelaugh was already growing up fast, but for the few years to come until he became a young adult and was prepared to face the world alone the tribe would raise him. Littlelaugh discovered his soulname rather late in his years, and when he had returned from his soul search, a rather mature and outgoing elf had replaced the silent cub, thus giving him the name Risk. Wolf-friend- Name: Jitter Age: 13 Gender: Male Appearance: Tall, slender, long-legged, perhaps a bit scrawny and rather aerodynamic. Black and tumbleweed-like colours, somewhat brindled, with a white chest patch. His eyes are large and golden. Personality: Bouncy, all-over and always on the go. Jitter loves any type of game, especially fetch, and is slow to take offense, so that leaves him as a rather low ranking wolf.