Elitas Journal

BASIC INFORMATION

Name: Elita ("chosen one")
Born: Spring, in the year 742 of the New Age
Gender: Doe
Height: 10.1hh
Body Type: Medium
Herd: Glenmore
Mate: Zahir
Magic Type(s): Earth magic
Color: Sable Buckskin Fawn
Genetics: Ee/A^ta/nCr/fwfw/nRx
Position: Herdmember (considered tainted Royal due to her mothers abduction)
Use: The Western Isles

STATS

Speed: 15 [Medium Level] (Build Cap: 19 points max)
Stamina: 20 [Medium Level]
Strength: 15 [Medium Level] (max 15)

Magic: 18 [Medium Level]
Herb Lore: 4 [Basic Level]

Experience: 2

Breakdown:
+5 speed - base bonus
+3 stamina - base bonus
+1 strength - base bonus
+11 magic - starter bonus
+2 Stamina - lit - 1000-1999 words - By the shear thread of life
+1 Strength - art - Friends...
+1 Strength - lit - 400-999 words - Friends...
+1 Strength - art - Little oak of mine
+1 Strength - lit - 400-999 words - Little oak of mine
+1 Magic - art - And the snow fell...
+1 Magic - lit - 400-999 words - And the snow fell...
+1 Stamina - art - Forever by my side..
+1 Stamina - lit - 400-999 words - Forever by my side..
+1 Magic - art - There is life
+1 Magic - lit - 400-999 words - There is life
+2 Strength - collab art - A mothers love
+4 Stamina - collab lit - 2000+ words - A mothers love
+3 Stamina - collab lit - 1000-1999 words - If I told you...
+2 Magic - collab art - ...it wouldnt be a secret..
+2 Stamina - collab art - The King of Golden Sand (picture)
+3 Speed - collab lit - 1000-1999 words - The King of Golden Sand: Part One
+4 Herbs - collab lit - 2000+ words - The King of Golden Sand: Part Two
+4 Strength - collab lit - 2000+ words - Pregnant Pause - Elitas PoV
+4 Speed - collab lit - 2000+ words - Like the forest have its seasons...
+1 Strength - art - From beyond and back
+2 Strength - lit - 1000-1999 words - From beyond and back
+2 Stamina - collab art - Got Milk?
+3 Speed - lit - 2000+ words - Got Milk?
+3 Stamina/+1 Strength - collab lit - 2000+ words - Obsession is never a good thing
+1 Magic - practicing/sparring/fighting with another Fawnling
+2 experience - winning a fight

Original reference (auction picture no1)

Personality:

For a Glenmore doe Elita is surprisingly cunning. Her words may be as sweet as honey but there is normally something dark hiding behind those pretty eyes. She is however, smart and secretive enough to prevent exposing herself or what she really thinks. Nobody know for sure what happened to her mother while she was expecting Elita, but one wise old doe suspected that something wasn't quite right with the little one. She often seems unaware of certain social interactions and sometimes does and says whatever comes to her mind, without seeming to care if it is right or wrong. This is also exhibited in her limited range of empathy, and her apparent lack of regret about her behaviour.

History:

Her mother, golden bronze in color with ebony black hair, was said to have been taken away by dark tall stags just as her pregnancy started to show, leaving no trace and was gone for the entire cold season. She returned to her mate in spring, with a haunted look in her eyes, her pelt covered in old and new wounds. Shortly after coming back she gave birth to a small dark colored little fawn. The others in the herd saw the newborn as tainted even if she otherwise would have been born a royal. Her mother never spoke of where she had been or what happened to her. There were question raised about her fawns linage. Some believed she was half Blackwood. Her father didnt doubt her and he never pressed his mate about it. Little Elita soon wrapped his hoof around her smaller one and he did everything for her. At least til her mother died. Not long, about a month after her birth, her mother died of weakness and Elita was raised by her father's sister. The little dark doe had a odd shimmer around her, sometimes she could stand to watch a spider devour its defenceless pray with a smirk and she wasn't below playing rough with smaller and weaker fawns, pinning them to the ground until they bleated for their mothers. Elita seemed to take any scolding she got lightly, like water on a goose.

She grew up to a rather ordinary doe with dark earthy colors, beauty in her simplicity. Her most beautiful features were her eyes, so dark brown they almost looked black, like a dark sky without stars, beauty and something scary all mixed into one. If she had friends as a fawn they were all gone now but she didn't care about that. When she came of age, and her first rut came around, she managed rather quickly to ensnare a light colored stag, a young soldier, that became ensnared of those dark eyes or so he said. They mated and her first pregnancy went by without much trouble. The time of her fawn's birth came around. Days later she returned without a baby, she said it had been stillborn. To the herd it didnt look like she was a greiving mother, and to some it was just yet another proof of her 'unclean' and tainted background, ontop of her background she may just as well be a fawnkiller too. It was far from the truth. She just didnt know how to let others in on her sorrow. Instead she pulled away slightly from the herd...moving in the shadows, alone and somewhat shunned.

Offspring:

- Garrick fosterson, born year 754 of the New Age
- Eila, doe born year 758 of the New Age (twin with Alize)
- Alize, doe born year 758 of the New Age (twin with Eila)
After the birth of the twins, Elita is barren.

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ROLEPLAY

|Y - Year | SP - Spring | SU - Summer | AU - Autumn | WI - Winter |

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SINGLE ROLEPLAY (my own texts)

[Y 743, SU] By the shear thread of life
+2 Stamina - lit - 1000-1999 words - By the shear thread of life

[Y 744, SU] Friends...
+1 Strength - art - Friends...
+1 Strength - lit - 400-999 words - Friends...

[Y 748, SP] Little oak of mine
+1 Strength - art - Little oak of mine
+1 Strength - lit - 400-999 words - Little oak of mine

[Y 756, WI] And the snow fell...
+1 Magic - art - And the snow fell...
+1 Magic - lit - 400-999 words - And the snow fell...

[Y 756, WI] Forever by my side..
+1 Stamina - art - Forever by my side..
+1 Stamina - lit - 400-999 words - Forever by my side..

[Y 757, SP] There is life
+1 Magic - art - There is life
+1 Magic - lit - 400-999 words - There is life

[Y 758, SP] From beyond and back
+1 Strength - art - From beyond and back
+2 Strength - lit - 1000-1999 words - From beyond and back

[Y 758, AU] Got Milk?
+2 Stamina - collab art - Got Milk?
+3 Speed - lit - 2000+ words - Got Milk?

ROLEPLAY WITH OTHERS

[Y 754, SP] A mothers love (Garrick)
+2 Strength - collab art - A mothers love
+4 Stamina - collab lit - 2000+ words - A mothers love

[Y 755, SU] If I told you...it wouldnt be a secret.. (BoAnn)
+3 Stamina - collab lit - 1000-1999 words - If I told you...
+2 Magic - collab art - ...it wouldnt be a secret..

[Y 757, SU] The King of Golden Sand
+2 Stamina - collab art - The King of Golden Sand (picture)
+3 Speed - collab lit - 1000-1999 words - The King of Golden Sand: Part One
+4 Herbs - collab lit - 2000+ words - The King of Golden Sand: Part Two

[Y 758, SP (early)] Pregnant Pause (BóAnn)
+4 Strength - collab lit - 2000+ words - Pregnant Pause - Elitas PoV

[Y 758, SP] Like the forest have its seasons... (Garrick, Zahir)
+4 Speed - collab lit - 2000+ words - Like the forest have its seasons...

[Y 760, AU] Obsession is never a good thing. (Gwenaelle/Silvanus)
+3 Stamina/+1 Strength - collab lit - 2000+ words - Obsession is never a good thing
+1 Magic - practicing/sparring/fighting with another Fawnling
+2 experience - winning a fight

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TIMELINE

741 - Elitas buckskin mother, a royal doe, is abducted from her mate just around the time she is starting show her pregnancy.
742 - {Birthyear} Elitas mother return in early spring, bruised and battered, to the Glenmore herd, unable to really tell what have happend to her. She gives birth to Elita but dies not long after, and her fathers sister raise her along side her own fawn. Elita is treated like she is of mixed blood, despite her pure Glenmore bloodline, and its only thanks to her father the herd let her live.
743 - {1 year old}
744 {2 years old}
745 {3 years old}
746 {4 years old}
747 {5 years old} Take part in her first rut and mates with a stag she had her eyes on, one that ensnared by her most beautiful features, her eyes.