ShadowMoons Introduction

[ShadowMoon]

ShadowMoon a.k.a. Shadow is a warrior with a great heart. She loves to help people when she can. She is a young woman at the age of only 31. She is married to NightHawk. She can often be seen galavanting alone as her husband is out fulfilling his manly duties to their home. As with any good wife she is suppose to stay home and care for herself and the house. But no man has ever been able to make Shadow stay in one spot for long.

Growing up she had a large family. She had no brothers and 7 sisters. Her and several others decided to make a living for the family. But there were a couple that thought they could just take everything.

Guinny Alchribe dables in magery and potions. She is quite good at her craft. As a child she was always mixing different substances. Milk and water, ale and milk, anything liquid she could get her hands on. She is beautiful with strawberry blonde hair, hazel eyes and a very slender waiste. You can always find her wearing some sort of green clothing when dabbling with her potions.

Guin is the mistaken child. The mishap. Her fathers mistake. Her mother died while giving birth to her so her father and his wife and daughters had raised her. She was always made to do everything. The wife hated her because she reminded her of the one time that her husband had cheated on her. So Guin learned how to do all the crafts of the house except the womanly ones as the wife didnt want her in the house during the day. So Guin learned to chop wood and mine rock and ore. She learned how to craft furniture and smelt and hammer out the ore. Guinny at one time had taken a slight likeing to her and had taught her a little bit of magery. And Blackmoon had taught her to play various musical instruments. Thus, Guin became a crafter. One day while she was smelting ore, a couple of embers had popped out and caught her dress on fire. Shadow had seen this and run to her rescue. Shadow dowsed the flames with a nearby bucket of water. From that moment on Guin felt as if she owed Shadow her life. So Guin became Shadows slave of sorts. The one hobby that Guin likes that no one taught her...is decorating. This was something she had picked up on her own.

BlackMoon is the musical genious of the family. From the moment she had grabbed her grandfathers hermonica, she was stuck to music. She could play anything you put in her hands. With the love of music also came her love for animals. She was extremely good at taming wild beasts and calming wild beasts she didnt want to tame. Her favorite pets were her hiryu and her baby dragon. She didnt leave home without these 2. Her baby dragon likes to stay wrapped up in her backpack close to what he feels is his mother. She had come across her hiryu one day while out roaming and listening to music of the birds. She seen this huge bird walking around and it looked extremely thin. This bird was so huge she could ride atop it. She made up her mind she wanted this creature. She walked up to it very carefully and slowly. As she got closer she could see that something was wrong with its beak. It must of smelled her for it turned and started to chase her. BlackMoon immediately started to run and grabbed her flute from her side and played it as she ran. She looked back and noticed the beast had stopped and seemed to be fixed on the music. She walked to the bird and slowly reached out and touched it. She could tell now that the bird was unable to eat because it had a mushroom stuck around its beak. BlackMoon broke the mushroom away and the huge bird put his beak in her hand. BlackMoon knew then they would be inseparable. She slowly climbed onto its back and rode it home.

Then there was Trixie. She was not liked by her sisters at all. Trixie thought everything should be handed to her on a silver platter and what she didnt get handed to her she would steal. Trixie acquired many of her sisters belongings over the years. (Trixie doesnt exist on our server)

Flair was the twisted sister. She liked to dabble in the dark arts. Flair loved the color red. It was the color of blood which she thought was her most favorite sustenance. Flair would kill rabbits and eat them raw. She was purely sick. Her parents feared she had gotten ahold of something rabid as a youngster. Flair and Trixie always stuck together as youngsters. The others didnt want anything to do with these two. (Would you?)

Then the others were your normal everyday girls. House work, cleaning. They would make someone a good wife someday.

This sums up the Durling girls. They each look and act different, they each are special in there own ways. Mr. Durling was your everyday average farmer. Mrs. Durling was your everyday average wife. They both died in a house fire years ago on the lands of Sonoma. Some people speculate that Flair was the cause of it. But there has never been proof.

(This was a story I hadnt written awhile back that tells of my characters. Some of it is changed to suit this server)