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Amtgard in Eastwind Aiken SC, I also fight in Dag. I am currently the Regent of Eastwind as well, it is a new role for me and I do hope to do it justice. I really hope to get more involved in the Amtgard Larp world. I am currently, Sword and Shield fighter, but I also do Archery, i also enjoy using a Dagger. I am a level 3 Druid. | Amtgard in Eastwind Aiken SC, I also fight in Dag. I am currently the Regent of Eastwind as well, it is a new role for me and I do hope to do it justice. I really hope to get more involved in the Amtgard Larp world. I am currently, Sword and Shield fighter, but I also do Archery, i also enjoy using a Dagger. I am a level 3 Druid. | ||
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+ | The Birth of Lunakit Fae | ||
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+ | The wind whispered a warning to the Fairy | ||
+ | But she was young and her soul was Merry | ||
+ | She was made of gold and promises spoken | ||
+ | She didn't know...didn't know she could be broken | ||
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+ | Left laying on the chilling ground | ||
+ | Tear-filled eyes, terrified of every sound | ||
+ | She was pure... and she was innocent | ||
+ | They were cruel...they were cruel...away they went | ||
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+ | She crawled away full of hurt and shame | ||
+ | Phantoms echoing “Let's play a game.” | ||
+ | Severed her wings and left her lying there | ||
+ | Her mournful pleas fill the quiet air | ||
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+ | Wolves sing to the star-filled night | ||
+ | The owl is lost in its questing flight | ||
+ | Grizzly Bears raise upon their Haunches | ||
+ | Little Fairy slowly loses Conscious | ||
+ | |||
+ | Storm Clouds racing in from dark | ||
+ | Rain drops falling for her broken Heart | ||
+ | Painful sobs become Thunder Roaring | ||
+ | One Last tear though the Skies are pouring | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mother Nature Grabs her freezing hand | ||
+ | But she can no longer walk the faerie land | ||
+ | Flightless she's abandoned by her Sisters | ||
+ | One last reach for their light but it blisters | ||
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+ | Nature Kisses, the dying fairy, like a Mother | ||
+ | The beasts surround as she becomes the Other | ||
+ | Darkness invokes the heart That's Shattered | ||
+ | Vines become her wings, twisted and tattered | ||
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+ | Her fractured souls are born from the cost | ||
+ | Of broken dreams and innocence lost | ||
+ | Twisted vines, poisoned thorns makes the armor | ||
+ | Hiding a Broken Fairy so no one else can harm her | ||
+ | |||
+ | She draws a sword from the Stars | ||
+ | builds a Shield from wounds and scars | ||
+ | She is the Wrath of Mother Earth | ||
+ | All their Suffering becomes her Rebirth | ||
+ | |||
+ | “I am as what you made me... | ||
+ | I was beaten down and driven crazy | ||
+ | Only the Forest Knows me all to Well | ||
+ | I am Fury and I am Hell... | ||
+ | |||
+ | I am a wall of thorns and snakes | ||
+ | I am the sound that darkness makes | ||
+ | I am the wolves that sing and bite | ||
+ | I am the owl with the piercing sight | ||
+ | |||
+ | I am the gnarled branches that scratch your face | ||
+ | I am the fear when you think you're safe | ||
+ | When you think you are alone, inside | ||
+ | I am the monster your closets hide | ||
+ | |||
+ | I am justice and I am lethal | ||
+ | I am not good nor am I evil | ||
+ | I am everything when you're afraid | ||
+ | I am no Longer Just Faerie Made...” | ||
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+ | Poem Written By Me, for my character Lunakit Fae, inspired by me. |
Revision as of 19:25, 10 May 2016
Fae
Her real name is unable to be spoken by mortal tongue, due to the syllables not existing in this realm. Her recorded name is Lunakit DragonFae, but goes by Fae she is of Faerie Lineage, often times called the unicorn dragon fairy. She is a shape-shifter, her appearance ever-changing, but most often she can be seen with a horn or wings, or both. She is a Druid, and though she belongs to no known Unit she is a Chaotic fighter, dagger, sword and shield and/or bow. It is said that she once was a neutral fairy, though she did not care the humans she never sought to hurt them, One Unfortunate night, a band of bandits came through Eastwind, they attacked her cut off her horn and wings to use as spell components. Nature healed her wounds, but now she is more at home with the wild beast, and goes out of her way to avoid the populace. She is often known as trickster, her mischievous nature can be witness in the games she plays, she does not care if the player wins or loses, lives or dies, all she cares about is the Chaotic Fun she can have. There are a very select few that she allows in her presence, but that does not mean they are lucky. For on a whim her moods change, her needs change, and often time the Beast wins and the hunger grows. She loves to Fight and cause mayhem for the humans.
Amtgard in Eastwind Aiken SC, I also fight in Dag. I am currently the Regent of Eastwind as well, it is a new role for me and I do hope to do it justice. I really hope to get more involved in the Amtgard Larp world. I am currently, Sword and Shield fighter, but I also do Archery, i also enjoy using a Dagger. I am a level 3 Druid.
The Birth of Lunakit Fae
The wind whispered a warning to the Fairy But she was young and her soul was Merry She was made of gold and promises spoken She didn't know...didn't know she could be broken
Left laying on the chilling ground Tear-filled eyes, terrified of every sound She was pure... and she was innocent They were cruel...they were cruel...away they went
She crawled away full of hurt and shame Phantoms echoing “Let's play a game.” Severed her wings and left her lying there Her mournful pleas fill the quiet air
Wolves sing to the star-filled night The owl is lost in its questing flight Grizzly Bears raise upon their Haunches Little Fairy slowly loses Conscious
Storm Clouds racing in from dark Rain drops falling for her broken Heart Painful sobs become Thunder Roaring One Last tear though the Skies are pouring
Mother Nature Grabs her freezing hand But she can no longer walk the faerie land Flightless she's abandoned by her Sisters One last reach for their light but it blisters
Nature Kisses, the dying fairy, like a Mother The beasts surround as she becomes the Other Darkness invokes the heart That's Shattered Vines become her wings, twisted and tattered
Her fractured souls are born from the cost Of broken dreams and innocence lost Twisted vines, poisoned thorns makes the armor Hiding a Broken Fairy so no one else can harm her
She draws a sword from the Stars builds a Shield from wounds and scars She is the Wrath of Mother Earth All their Suffering becomes her Rebirth
“I am as what you made me... I was beaten down and driven crazy Only the Forest Knows me all to Well I am Fury and I am Hell...
I am a wall of thorns and snakes I am the sound that darkness makes I am the wolves that sing and bite I am the owl with the piercing sight
I am the gnarled branches that scratch your face I am the fear when you think you're safe When you think you are alone, inside I am the monster your closets hide
I am justice and I am lethal I am not good nor am I evil I am everything when you're afraid I am no Longer Just Faerie Made...”
Poem Written By Me, for my character Lunakit Fae, inspired by me.