Rp/Social Yes
NO PvP
(i only get into conflict rp if it's part of an already planned out rp story line that I've agreed upon)

IC currently:

Recently the Lady Onna'arriquis retained all rights to her home lands, whole area of land at the edge of Mur Village. This is where she  continues to live. She continues faithfully as the Keeper Of The Silver Branch . Her stunningly handsome and magicly tallented son,  Helio, watches over his cherished mother like a hawk.  Her tribe is always near. (there are things in this bio a character may not know icly if they have not been in the right rp situation around Fern)

OOC and Lights

OOC:

If you crash I will wait a reasonable amount of time for you to return if rl does not call me away.   I would expect the same understanding.

I can get busy with tailoring or other things and may not see tells  that are sent to me.   Don't just immediately assume I'm ignoring you.

People who are not English fluent  I am patient and understanding about.  If I  do not understand what you are saying I will repeat what you said and include what I think I'm hearing you say....so that you can correct it if looks like I'm hearing the wrong thing......just had it happen recently and thankfully it all worked out....sometimes I even have that issue with some english speakers


Lights:

Reds:   Nothing against server rules.  No children or look of a child,  No vore, Toilet play, or water sports, scat, Anal penetration, Permadeth, godmoding, metagaming, No hard core BDSM, No torure, no slavery, rape,  humiliation or degradation,  certain words my character will not be called during erp srp (can discuss ooc),  no females/lesbians, she-males, herms, No PvP,  bloody gore, permanent scars or dismemberment., non consensual pregnancy ( my characteto do to srp is grunt and groan...you are not the one for her, no random stranger sex.

Greens:  Vanilla sex,  rough sex, coarse language during erp srp (that is not humiliating ) , Romance, long courtship, fidelity, Males only, Gentlemen, Gentle Doms, fetish for long haired males,  D/s , light to medium BDSM  with gorean flavor (i won't tolerate  gorean rules lawyers...there is no right way except the way that makes you happy..got it? good), long to medium  posts,  humor,  good social rp,  friendships, hunting,  Creating RP plots/adventures and writing them up in the forums, colaborating

If something really bothers me I will send a tell and try to work it out so the whole rp/scene isn't ruined.

I can't think of everything so ask in tells if something isn't listed here.  Though I think the thoroughness of my lights would well clue you in as to what your chances are.  Contact through tells  or Marmalade on the forums.

Her history/back story:

An Elven huntress and her bond wolf stood at the foot of a long mountain range.  She sighs as she pulls the rabbit fur lined hood up over her head.  Auburn red tresses escape and whip across her clover green eyes as she looks back in the direction of her tribe home.   She realizes they mean well and that it is for her own good to be sent on this journey.  Her wolf nudged her hand to take her mind off the anxiousness and the family she will miss.  They start up the mountain as a mystical song faintly fills the air for a few moments.

~~We will go home...we will go home...we will go home across the mountains..~~

Though a new home was to be sought somewhere  ...

Perceptive eyes and hyper acute  hearing allow huntress and wolf to pick up on a hard to notice pathway that led up into the mountains.  Some while later they could see a narrow pass and Fern took her time using all her senses as well as cues from her wolf to detect if it would be safe to travel through.  She looked up the high, close walls of stone and considered how it could be a trap.  She then judged the distance she and  her woulf would have to traverse before reaching the other side.

At one point during the navigation of the pass some rocks fell, making her heart jump.  "Me-eh-eh-eh!" came the bleat of a mountain goat.  Fern cursed under her breath something about if she wasn't in this passage the goat would have been that night's meal.  Eventually they emerged on the other side of the pass.  Sitting upon her wolf she breathed deep and exhaled slowly as she looked around at the lands that splayed out across the valley below.  She could make out a great opening over the other side of the thick forest.

As time went on she gained friends, admirers, Protectors, Huntmates, a Lovemate, a Lifemat and a Soulmate.

Fern is sweet for the most part.  A kind and gentle soul who likes peace and harmony around her and those she cares for.  She is getting better about not being so hesitant to be around others.

With this new confidence comes change.  Good change it is hoped.   A feral streak grows in her and can be seen  clearly when she is out on the hunt.  She is vicious with her bow and blades.

She carries a secret that only a very few know of.  There is a mystery she seeks to unravel.   Pray it won't be her undoing.

Searching doe like emerald eyes hold a gleam that hints of hidden strengths beneath her lightly tanned skin.

Long auburn locks of deep flame crown her head.  They are often caught up in an ornate pony tail.    Her voice flows smoothly over burgundy lips.  Rarely are her wolf fangs fully exposed for anyone to see.   She bears a an exotic amber and soft musk scent. (think Obsession perfume)

Her gift of empathy resonates a beauty unseen, sensing and seeing many times what others may not.  She has a timeless grace that is mixed with a primal passion that is blooming forth.

She has talents that can be discovered through knowing her more.

As for playmates and lovemates she will only  have  maybe one or two at any one time.  It would have to be something extraordinary for her  to  include more.

She revels in nature and ancient trees.  Exudes a zeal for the hunt.

Laugh......and you won't here me coming

I have a hand and you have another...put them together and we have each other ever my Soul