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Basic Information

Name: Javelin Lockewood
Nickname: Mistress, Overlord, J, Locke
Behind Her Back Nicknames: Bossy
Age: 114
Gender: Lady
Race: Red Fox and Black Wolf Animen Mix
Deity: Lamashtu
Faction: Shadar
Rank: Overlord
Dragon: Rapture

Family

Father: Balister Couer
Mother: Roseland Couer
Twin Brother: Sitka Couer (Tess)
Little Sister: ________ Couer; Javelin has no idea she has a little sister (Feel free to try out for this spot if you like)

Physical Appearance

Breed: Javelin is a mix of a Red Fox and a Black Wolf Animen
Eyes: Eyes are a n ice pale blue, the kind that reminds you of winter
Fur & Hair Texture: Her body is covered in a smooth coat of fur. While her hair is a bright orange red, that looks as if it mane about her. The nice contrast between colors makes her stand out in a crowd
Size & Body Type: Her height is 5'5 a bit small, yet with her boots she raises in height a bit. As for body type she is more of a slim figure, not a lot of curves on her, has a bit of chest, but not to much to where she looks like a female designed for either anime or a whore house.
Scent: Due to being animen she carries a scent about her, most say her scent reminds them of Autumn. The crisp leaves on the ground with a hint of cinnamon spice and nutmeg.
Voice Actor:

Brief Description
Due to being a pure animen, Javelin is coated in fur, though it is quite short and from a distance it looks as if she has skin and not fur at all. Long fox like ears are perked high upon her head and always are normally upwards and perky, seeming as if she is always listening. Her orange like hair came from her fox of a father, as well as the colored ail of her, and how thick that fur is. Unlike some animen she has more natural, human like hands, though her feet are more paw like in the canine sense. Javelin is a slight curvy female with muscles, letting all know she is not weak of faulty. Any scars on her body seem to be unknown to must, though a few adorn her body, yet none have seen where.

Personality

|| Inner Turmoil || Wrathful || Jealousy || Reliable || Cold || Observant

Inner Turmoil|| "Can never be better then second best"
A key to Javelin is this trait of hers is the inner turmoil. The fire in her that keeps on burning. Her inner turmoil is probably how she ended up where she is now, what keeps her going, what almost breathes life into her. She suffers from this from having a sibling complex with her twin. A times Javelin breaks down assuming someone else can easily do the job better then herself, and assume everyone thinks what she is thinking. How she cannot be so young and be a good leader.

Wrathful|| "Fool me once shame on you, fool my twice, off with your head"
Javelin can be your best friend, or your worst nightmare if you mess something up for her. She takes no acts of treason well, and liars get their tongues cut out so they can be more honest. Her plots and ideas of fulling her wrathful wyas only seems to get more creative the worst the act was. All in all, its best to tell the truth with her, then let her find it on her own.

Jealousy|| "Green Eyed monster has nothing on me"
A horrible trait of hers is her everlasting jealousy. A jealousy that started with her twin and only seemed to grow as the time went on. With her close friends she can easily get jealous when she see's them with other people having funa dn laughing. This all adds to her lack of self esteem at times.

Reliable|| "I will catch you every time"
Javelin is reliable to her faction and to the cause. She see's them as family and there is nothing one would not do for family. Many know that if she says something she keeps her word to them, and if they confide into her, she keeps their secrets even long after they are gone.

Cold|| "As warm as she looks, a cold bitterness grasps her"
Javelin may seem she cares so much for others, but she never lets anyone get to close to her. Its the closeness that makes her worry for their safety above her own. Due to Rapture and her lessons Javelin is ridding herself from all she once loved and cared for, giving her a cold demanor and most have seen the darkness that grows within her.

Observant|| "Even with eyes closed I see so clearly"
Due to her times with Rapture she has learned more to watch others with their actions then listen to words. She had learned the ways of the liars and know their secrets well. Javelin needs to be observant as can be while being the overlord of Shadar.

Strength & Weakness

Strengths

Strong Willed||
Javelin does not like to give up and will try her best to keep things afloat even in the hardest of times. She is persistant and won't back down if she has her mind set to the task.

Independent||
A key strength to her is her independent ways, not really needing to rely fully on others and can stand alone when needed. This is something needed for a Leader, since at times all one can trust if oneself.

Weapon Proficiency||
Javelin is quite proficient in two handed and one handed weapons. She has no desire nor want to learn ranged weapons as she fully relies on her on her dragon for an ranged attacks.

Survivalist||
Despite living in Khalla all her live, Javelin knows how to survive in the wild and live of the foliage if needed. Making any trip not so hard for if she ended up strandered in some place. Javelin knows how to hunt, trap and fish as well as do all the basic things one would need when living in the wild.

Weakness

Fear of Rejection||
A constant fear of her, is that fear of rejection. How she may not be good enough or how she

Jealousy||
Despite her independent ways, Jav, suffers from being jealous. Easily getting upset if a possible love interest is of with someone else. It only causes Javelin to lash out and be ruthless until she can get her ways.

Brain Washed ||
Rapture has brainwashed the overlord in completeness. His will is her command. She follows him and despite knowing his rage towards her. Javelin follows like asheep being lead by the wolf.

Accessory

Leg strap
-For holding her dagger or a small pouch of coins or poison
Ring
-An old woman's trade ring of holding poison within the ring. Any easy way to poison someone with no evidence

Equipment

Weapons
Long Sword
Sickle
Dagger

Armor
Javelin normally wear leather armor though if going into a battle or war like situation she will wear half plate armor

Mis Items
Blow fish Poison
Rations
Heal kit
Coin Purse
Dragon Rider Saddle

Backpack
-Rope
-Rations
-Waterskin
-Ink/Quill/Paper
-Grappling Hook

History

Then Fate Decided To Change Its Course
It was early fall when my parents met. A gorgeous black wolf Animen, swept away by the smooth talking ways of the cunning fox Animen. My parents as some would say were 'Soul Mates' a perfect couple. Yet, even the greatest couples have had their issues, their fights and their insecurities. Yet still, could you blame them? Times were hard once the Sacred Star fell. Some rumored it to be an ill omen, others thought of it a sign of good fortune. As for me? I took it as a sign of a second chance, but we will get to the later. Despite the arguments my parents got into, deep down they loved each other and they made it work. After all that work, it was worth the trouble when my father got down on one knee, and asked her to marry him. He did everything right, asked her father for her hand. Got the families approval as well. Soon my parents were wed, and not to long after that, they were looking forward to their first baby. You see my family assumed they would have just one baby, but it was odd how fate seems to have a mind of its own. My mother was blessed with twins, an extremely rare thing to happen for Animen. Some mothers die from such the rare act. One of the babes would often fall ill and soon pass on. Despite the Animen's bestial traits, we are not like our brethren who roam on four legs, we do not birth litters, our bodies and form are not made for such acts. As the the seasons changed it was winter, and my mother was due. On a cold winter night, under cover of a warm inn, my mother gave birth. Not only to myself; Javelin, but also my twin brother Sitka. We were a blessing, and my brother was born first and then myself. Technically I was born the younger sibling, making me... second Best

As toddlers, we were little help to our parents and their shop. My mother a seamstress and my father a tailor. It was perfect how together they had a store that could fit everyones needs, both men, women and children as well. They prospered, even with the rumors of the Sacred Star awakening magic. Breathing mystery into this world once more. As we grew to the ripe age of ten, it was time for us to find out our trades in life. I was destined to be a seamstress like my mother, but I wanted so much more then that. I wanted to see the world, to see it a new and see these rumored dragons. My parents spoke of how my imagination got the best of me. No one ever quite understood that until later. While my life was chosen out for me, my brother had a choice, had a life, an existence outside of this place. He was training to be a guard for the kingdom of Lhuin. The most aggravating thing was, he was doing well. He was winning, and he was pleasing my parents, he was the apple of their eye.

A few years later around the age of twelve, my brother was chosen the life of a knight in training and it was sickening how much my parents cried over that news. Cried about how they were so proud of him, so happy for him. Here I was stuck, a seamstress, always getting told I was doing something wrong. Would it have killed them to say "Oh Javelin, honey you are doing a wonderful job" Would it have killed them? Maybe. Regardless once my brother left the mood in my house was silent. Not much happened and it seemed when my brother left so did the life of this family. Yet that all changed one day in spring. My parents were gushing on and on about something, and it was easy to assume it was about my brother. That thought, even now makes me laugh. How ignorant I truly was. The news they were gushing over, was someone else's interest in me. It seemed my brother was speaking quite fondly of me... how sweet. The mere thought still makes me ill. He spoke so highly, a well born Animen of Lhuin showed his interest and had made it his conquest to have me. So an arranged marriage was planned, as well as quite a bit of coin for my parents. Within moments it seemed they had sold me off, like some piece of cloth. A fine dress made only to be sold away to the first customer. When they told me of the news I was disgusted. I was a mess. I threw a fit and threatened to do anything to rid me of that burden. To be done with the shackled fate my parents set out for me. Yet all my tears and sobbing did nothing. The whole thing was already planned and lining their pockets. So there went my fate, there went all my hopes and dreams...

Sharing In Moments
I had not even met the man I was destined to marry until that day of the wedding. I was told he was stunning for an Animen, that even some of the prissy highborn elven women had their eye on him. I would have been more then willing to let them take my place, yet there I was in a white gown of lace, about to walk down the aisle and see the one I was destined to spend my life with. The music started, I took a deep breath and within moments I was walking out. I saw my parents crying and it took all my nerves not to go out there and wring their necks, show them the meaning of "tough" love. And yet, I walked onwards, reminding myself that this marriage saved me of the other life I could have had. How my parents could no longer do any more harm to my future. I looked up the aisle and it was then I saw him. It was true he was indeed handsome. A pure white wolf, with such dark blue eyes they could almost see into the depths of my tormented soul. Yet his hair was tied back, into a low pony tail. He seemed young, but it was hard to tell his age. As I walked onwards he smiled at me charmingly. I was blushing so badly by the time I reached his side. I must admit, this life was not as bad as I thought it would be. Though I had to remind myself looks could always be deceiving. After the vows were spoken a grand feast was held in honor of the wedding and let me tell you. What a party.

After the party was over, drunks and wrenches littered the floor. My betrothed took my hand and smiled to me, brushing a golden orange locke behind my ear. It was amazing how such a simple action like this could make butterflies dance in my stomach. He took my hand and lead me out of the party and into the streets, where instead of going to his home, he lead me out into the starry night sky. He asked me about myself and seemed to truly want to know me. I easily told him all there was, even the parts of me being envious of my brother. There we were, laughing in the streets talking to each other as if we have been friends for years. It was then I knew my life lead me to this moment, to him and you know what? I was perfectly okay with it. That night we became one, in the moment I knew I belonged there... Or so I thought

Tainted Misery
Years passed and to my happiness has begun to fail. I was unable to bear offspring to my beloved. A curse I assumed for being such a rude child in youth. A curse from a deity who has decided to show my humility. With this curse I began to grow distant from my beloved, feeling as if I myself was not even whole. I was unable to do what I was born to do. I was a woman, yet nothing was born from my loins, nothing... Those thoughts crept into my mind all the time, it was like an poison to me and it was making my life worse and worse. With me being in such a state, I shouldn't have been surprised when maids started their whispers... Whispers of how my beloved had a mistress, someone he would have warm his bed, when I was having one of my episodes, it was infuriating for myself, where was he for me? Why was his burying himself in some other broad. Those rumors and thoughts awakened me from, my depression and it was then that jealousy reared its ugly head in me. I began to explore this rumor, to investigate. I don't know what I was expecting when I saw him sweet on one of the high born women of the kingdom... I saw him touch her face so gentle like, I could almost feel her blush at such a tender act, it made me furious... It made me bitter...

I began to watch the two over the course of a few full moons and I saw them grow closer and closer, all while my beloved and I only grew farther apart. I blamed the woman, I blamed my folks, but most of all... I blamed myself. Blamed myself for always allowing myself to be second best. The night was stormy and dark and I was within my own corridors, the thunder echoed through the night and it was as if the two figured tonight was the best night to make love within these walls, as if I would not her moaning with pleasure as he buried himself deeper between her loins. It disgusted me, it hurt me.... I packed my small bag and put a cape on to help shield me from the rain and wind. I got into what would be consider a mans outfit. I cut my hair and it was then I gave myself a second chance. A second chance to change my life from this. I wrote a note, one that would be consider a suicide note. Even in the note I had a weakness for him, I never mentioned his sin and crime against him. Just spoke of my misery and being unable to be what my beloved would want from me. With that, I left and braced the storm.

Something Wicked This Way Comes
I ran into the storm and where I was going? Well to be honest I had no idea. I wanted to be anywhere, but here. With that I ran towards the mountains, it was rumored there was a group that dwell within. They say they were the free riders of the sort. Bonding with the dragons of the lands, and I had to admit, a second chance like that seemed exactly what I need. As I ran along, the lightning in the storm seemed to get worse and what I assumed was thundering, was actually the bellowing of a dragon. It was to late by the time I realized it. I looked up into the eye and say bright eyes looking back at me and a snarl of fierce dragon. I saw the lightning flash over his frame and he seemed not bothered as she might dragon landed before me. Most would have ran and screamed, yet I saw no point in this. If this dragon was going to eat me... Why should I give it that sort of satisfaction? I boldly stared at the dragon as he moved closer to me slowly, as if unsure of why I stood there, within second or what seemed like minutes to me, he arched his heads towards mine, to the point we were inches away from touching. I looked into his eyes and I saw darkness, maybe he saw that within mine too, but whatever he saw, he decided I was worth something. ~Hello Javelin. I have heard about you.~ The dragon chuckled as I am sure I was a sight to see as I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a voice inside my head. ~Fret not child. I choose you, we are bonded now. I am able to speak freely too you~ He grinned showing my a row of his sharp teeth. I was worried a bit, but I heard the tales of riders bonding with dragons, it was bizarre for a wild dragon to bond with its choice of rider. ~Come now Javelin. I have great plans for us... Great plans for us~ I had to say he intrigued me, and I was pleased to finally be the first choice. I climbed onto his back and with that, we set off. Set off to a floating island. As we flew in the sky we talked what seemed like hours, he told me his story, his story of he was a dragon of over a thousand years old. He was one of the few that seemed to live through those dark ages. I was impressed. As we talked I told him my life story before him, and how I felt so lonely here, even though I had a dragon I knew little of anything about them, yet he told me all of that would change. With that we were off to a fresh start for the both of us.

Second Chance
Rapture showed me Shadar, told me this was the place for me, and boy was he right. Most believe Shadar is some cruel sadistic place, but to tell you the truth, it is like a family, they welcome you in and they are ruled over like the kingdoms, sure their punishment maybe a bit more strick, but they follow the rules and they look after one another. The Shadar had big plans, they plan to destroy their old title of being the ones to murder dragons, Shadar had a plan, and with Rapture I was able to be apart of it. I was trained and so was Rapture, though really he seemed to be training other people as he knew off the old times and seemed to be showing everyone something new. Have to say, he was slowly becoming my best friend. With Rapture at my side, I was able to rise in the ranks of Shadar, my skill was never with long range weapons, but Rapture made up for that fact. He was my strength and I was his.

For once I seemed to be good at something, I was for once a hero, someone people looked up to in Shadar. Rapture taught me everything I needed to know and it was thanks to him and his faith in me I am where I am today. With a tragic happening the old Shadar Overlord, was dead, a fever took him in his old age, to which it was no surprise to anyone really. Everyone was counting down to when the news would come, that the overlord was dead. With his death it came time for Shadar to choose a new ruler, the bloodsworn of the old vowed not to take his place, but offered to train the new until it was time for that Overlord to choice Bloodsworn for their own. It was a rare moment for myself when I was voted to be the next Overlord. They say I caught on quickly to their ways and my ideas and plans won them over.

It was then I studied under the bloodsworn as well as my ever faithful Rapture, who seemed beyond determined to make sure he was with me in all meetings and anything else of any importance, to which for him practically meant everything. I will admit it was challenging and at times I felt as if I would be a total let down, that they would all regret their decision. Though if they thought it I would never know. Rapture was my strength though this all, he saw me at my weakest and brought my back to my feet. Without him, well I would still be out on the run. I finished my training and now I was the overlord, and it was my time to rise, time for Shadar to get the glory they deserve. It was time to show the world once more, that Shadar lives.

Life As The Leader
Life as the overlord has not been easy. I have been picked for assassination and I have even fell in love... Times like these are now done and over for me. I have my own life and the worry of Shadar to concern myself with. I had the trouble of getting myself pregnant with twins, a blessing and a curse. Rapture has no longer beaten me to a pulp, a blessing, but I see the way he looks at my stomach as if waiting to pluck the babe from the middle and gulp them in a single bite. My only concern is to make it out here alive. I have waged a war against myself and the deities it seems. If I am to live to see the end of this and my babes born, I swear things will be different.

Personal Goals

Javelin's goal is to do what the no other Shadar leader has done. Successfully take over the world, and soon go and attack the deities, to earn a rank amongst them. She believes she has learned from the stories of the past and with her advisors and the help of her blood sworn. Javelin has an idea, she has a plan and this time, Shadar will have its glory.

Interesting Information

Javelin who once worshipped Lamashtu has now cursed her deity and now looks for a new god to worship. This act has not gone unnoticed by Lamashtu. A serve punishment happens to those that pledge an alliance to another.

Javelin is pregnant with twins, the father is Jacken, to which she had ended the relationship completely.

Relationships

= Family
= Dead
= Uncertainty/Neutral
= Acquaintance Friend
= Good friend Best friend
= Trust
= Crush/Attraction
= Mate
= Lust
= Discomfort Despise

S H A D A R
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Solana: My beautiful blood sworn, is now gone from this world. I do not know where she had left too. No word of her has been spoken. It is afif she never had existed. My heart aches for her, I wish I could see her once more... I wish she was here with me now in these dark times.

:bulletyellow||||
Jacken: I loved him once, but times have changed and he is no longer what I need in my life. Rapture does not trust him and neither shall I. Nothing good can come from a fellow who leaves one faction to join another. A Spy I say, and Rapture Agrees.

Lupo: I have met him a time or two, he seems like a model example of a Shadar fighter. Fierce and willing to do what it takes to get a job done. I hope I can have the privilege of knowing him a bit more in the future.

V A N G U A R D

Corlask: She is a fierce Orc. I have meet her a few times during council, but nothing less and nothing more. I have little views on her, and I actually prefer it to be that way.

D A R G O N A
Ronan: The red panda, he knows a bit to much of me, and I prefer to keep my distance from him. He doesn't know enough to meddle in my affairs, and I hope as I stay away from him, he shall do the same for me.

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Description

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Basic Information

Name: Javelin Lockewood
Nickname: Mistress, Overlord, J, Locke
Behind Her Back Nicknames: Bossy
Age: 114
Gender: Lady
Race: Red Fox and Black Wolf Animen Mix
Deity: Lamashtu
Faction: Shadar
Rank: Overlord
Dragon: Rapture

Family

Father: Balister Couer
Mother: Roseland Couer
Twin Brother: Sitka Couer (Tess)
Little Sister: ________ Couer; Javelin has no idea she has a little sister (Feel free to try out for this spot if you like)

Physical Appearance

Breed: Javelin is a mix of a Red Fox and a Black Wolf Animen
Eyes: Eyes are a n ice pale blue, the kind that reminds you of winter
Fur & Hair Texture: Her body is covered in a smooth coat of fur. While her hair is a bright orange red, that looks as if it mane about her. The nice contrast between colors makes her stand out in a crowd
Size & Body Type: Her height is 5'5 a bit small, yet with her boots she raises in height a bit. As for body type she is more of a slim figure, not a lot of curves on her, has a bit of chest, but not to much to where she looks like a female designed for either anime or a whore house.
Scent: Due to being animen she carries a scent about her, most say her scent reminds them of Autumn. The crisp leaves on the ground with a hint of cinnamon spice and nutmeg.
Voice Actor:

Brief Description
Due to being a pure animen, Javelin is coated in fur, though it is quite short and from a distance it looks as if she has skin and not fur at all. Long fox like ears are perked high upon her head and always are normally upwards and perky, seeming as if she is always listening. Her orange like hair came from her fox of a father, as well as the colored ail of her, and how thick that fur is. Unlike some animen she has more natural, human like hands, though her feet are more paw like in the canine sense. Javelin is a slight curvy female with muscles, letting all know she is not weak of faulty. Any scars on her body seem to be unknown to must, though a few adorn her body, yet none have seen where.

Personality

|| Inner Turmoil || Wrathful || Jealousy || Reliable || Cold || Observant

Inner Turmoil|| "Can never be better then second best"
A key to Javelin is this trait of hers is the inner turmoil. The fire in her that keeps on burning. Her inner turmoil is probably how she ended up where she is now, what keeps her going, what almost breathes life into her. She suffers from this from having a sibling complex with her twin. A times Javelin breaks down assuming someone else can easily do the job better then herself, and assume everyone thinks what she is thinking. How she cannot be so young and be a good leader.

Wrathful|| "Fool me once shame on you, fool my twice, off with your head"
Javelin can be your best friend, or your worst nightmare if you mess something up for her. She takes no acts of treason well, and liars get their tongues cut out so they can be more honest. Her plots and ideas of fulling her wrathful wyas only seems to get more creative the worst the act was. All in all, its best to tell the truth with her, then let her find it on her own.

Jealousy|| "Green Eyed monster has nothing on me"
A horrible trait of hers is her everlasting jealousy. A jealousy that started with her twin and only seemed to grow as the time went on. With her close friends she can easily get jealous when she see's them with other people having funa dn laughing. This all adds to her lack of self esteem at times.

Reliable|| "I will catch you every time"
Javelin is reliable to her faction and to the cause. She see's them as family and there is nothing one would not do for family. Many know that if she says something she keeps her word to them, and if they confide into her, she keeps their secrets even long after they are gone.

Cold|| "As warm as she looks, a cold bitterness grasps her"
Javelin may seem she cares so much for others, but she never lets anyone get to close to her. Its the closeness that makes her worry for their safety above her own. Due to Rapture and her lessons Javelin is ridding herself from all she once loved and cared for, giving her a cold demanor and most have seen the darkness that grows within her.

Observant|| "Even with eyes closed I see so clearly"
Due to her times with Rapture she has learned more to watch others with their actions then listen to words. She had learned the ways of the liars and know their secrets well. Javelin needs to be observant as can be while being the overlord of Shadar.

Strength & Weakness

Strengths

Strong Willed||
Javelin does not like to give up and will try her best to keep things afloat even in the hardest of times. She is persistant and won't back down if she has her mind set to the task.

Independent||
A key strength to her is her independent ways, not really needing to rely fully on others and can stand alone when needed. This is something needed for a Leader, since at times all one can trust if oneself.

Weapon Proficiency||
Javelin is quite proficient in two handed and one handed weapons. She has no desire nor want to learn ranged weapons as she fully relies on her on her dragon for an ranged attacks.

Survivalist||
Despite living in Khalla all her live, Javelin knows how to survive in the wild and live of the foliage if needed. Making any trip not so hard for if she ended up strandered in some place. Javelin knows how to hunt, trap and fish as well as do all the basic things one would need when living in the wild.

Weakness

Fear of Rejection||
A constant fear of her, is that fear of rejection. How she may not be good enough or how she

Jealousy||
Despite her independent ways, Jav, suffers from being jealous. Easily getting upset if a possible love interest is of with someone else. It only causes Javelin to lash out and be ruthless until she can get her ways.

Brain Washed ||
Rapture has brainwashed the overlord in completeness. His will is her command. She follows him and despite knowing his rage towards her. Javelin follows like asheep being lead by the wolf.

Accessory

Leg strap
-For holding her dagger or a small pouch of coins or poison
Ring
-An old woman's trade ring of holding poison within the ring. Any easy way to poison someone with no evidence

Equipment

Weapons
Long Sword
Sickle
Dagger

Armor
Javelin normally wear leather armor though if going into a battle or war like situation she will wear half plate armor

Mis Items
Blow fish Poison
Rations
Heal kit
Coin Purse
Dragon Rider Saddle

Backpack
-Rope
-Rations
-Waterskin
-Ink/Quill/Paper
-Grappling Hook

History

Then Fate Decided To Change Its Course
It was early fall when my parents met. A gorgeous black wolf Animen, swept away by the smooth talking ways of the cunning fox Animen. My parents as some would say were 'Soul Mates' a perfect couple. Yet, even the greatest couples have had their issues, their fights and their insecurities. Yet still, could you blame them? Times were hard once the Sacred Star fell. Some rumored it to be an ill omen, others thought of it a sign of good fortune. As for me? I took it as a sign of a second chance, but we will get to the later. Despite the arguments my parents got into, deep down they loved each other and they made it work. After all that work, it was worth the trouble when my father got down on one knee, and asked her to marry him. He did everything right, asked her father for her hand. Got the families approval as well. Soon my parents were wed, and not to long after that, they were looking forward to their first baby. You see my family assumed they would have just one baby, but it was odd how fate seems to have a mind of its own. My mother was blessed with twins, an extremely rare thing to happen for Animen. Some mothers die from such the rare act. One of the babes would often fall ill and soon pass on. Despite the Animen's bestial traits, we are not like our brethren who roam on four legs, we do not birth litters, our bodies and form are not made for such acts. As the the seasons changed it was winter, and my mother was due. On a cold winter night, under cover of a warm inn, my mother gave birth. Not only to myself; Javelin, but also my twin brother Sitka. We were a blessing, and my brother was born first and then myself. Technically I was born the younger sibling, making me... second Best

As toddlers, we were little help to our parents and their shop. My mother a seamstress and my father a tailor. It was perfect how together they had a store that could fit everyones needs, both men, women and children as well. They prospered, even with the rumors of the Sacred Star awakening magic. Breathing mystery into this world once more. As we grew to the ripe age of ten, it was time for us to find out our trades in life. I was destined to be a seamstress like my mother, but I wanted so much more then that. I wanted to see the world, to see it a new and see these rumored dragons. My parents spoke of how my imagination got the best of me. No one ever quite understood that until later. While my life was chosen out for me, my brother had a choice, had a life, an existence outside of this place. He was training to be a guard for the kingdom of Lhuin. The most aggravating thing was, he was doing well. He was winning, and he was pleasing my parents, he was the apple of their eye.

A few years later around the age of twelve, my brother was chosen the life of a knight in training and it was sickening how much my parents cried over that news. Cried about how they were so proud of him, so happy for him. Here I was stuck, a seamstress, always getting told I was doing something wrong. Would it have killed them to say "Oh Javelin, honey you are doing a wonderful job" Would it have killed them? Maybe. Regardless once my brother left the mood in my house was silent. Not much happened and it seemed when my brother left so did the life of this family. Yet that all changed one day in spring. My parents were gushing on and on about something, and it was easy to assume it was about my brother. That thought, even now makes me laugh. How ignorant I truly was. The news they were gushing over, was someone else's interest in me. It seemed my brother was speaking quite fondly of me... how sweet. The mere thought still makes me ill. He spoke so highly, a well born Animen of Lhuin showed his interest and had made it his conquest to have me. So an arranged marriage was planned, as well as quite a bit of coin for my parents. Within moments it seemed they had sold me off, like some piece of cloth. A fine dress made only to be sold away to the first customer. When they told me of the news I was disgusted. I was a mess. I threw a fit and threatened to do anything to rid me of that burden. To be done with the shackled fate my parents set out for me. Yet all my tears and sobbing did nothing. The whole thing was already planned and lining their pockets. So there went my fate, there went all my hopes and dreams...

Sharing In Moments
I had not even met the man I was destined to marry until that day of the wedding. I was told he was stunning for an Animen, that even some of the prissy highborn elven women had their eye on him. I would have been more then willing to let them take my place, yet there I was in a white gown of lace, about to walk down the aisle and see the one I was destined to spend my life with. The music started, I took a deep breath and within moments I was walking out. I saw my parents crying and it took all my nerves not to go out there and wring their necks, show them the meaning of "tough" love. And yet, I walked onwards, reminding myself that this marriage saved me of the other life I could have had. How my parents could no longer do any more harm to my future. I looked up the aisle and it was then I saw him. It was true he was indeed handsome. A pure white wolf, with such dark blue eyes they could almost see into the depths of my tormented soul. Yet his hair was tied back, into a low pony tail. He seemed young, but it was hard to tell his age. As I walked onwards he smiled at me charmingly. I was blushing so badly by the time I reached his side. I must admit, this life was not as bad as I thought it would be. Though I had to remind myself looks could always be deceiving. After the vows were spoken a grand feast was held in honor of the wedding and let me tell you. What a party.

After the party was over, drunks and wrenches littered the floor. My betrothed took my hand and smiled to me, brushing a golden orange locke behind my ear. It was amazing how such a simple action like this could make butterflies dance in my stomach. He took my hand and lead me out of the party and into the streets, where instead of going to his home, he lead me out into the starry night sky. He asked me about myself and seemed to truly want to know me. I easily told him all there was, even the parts of me being envious of my brother. There we were, laughing in the streets talking to each other as if we have been friends for years. It was then I knew my life lead me to this moment, to him and you know what? I was perfectly okay with it. That night we became one, in the moment I knew I belonged there... Or so I thought

Tainted Misery
Years passed and to my happiness has begun to fail. I was unable to bear offspring to my beloved. A curse I assumed for being such a rude child in youth. A curse from a deity who has decided to show my humility. With this curse I began to grow distant from my beloved, feeling as if I myself was not even whole. I was unable to do what I was born to do. I was a woman, yet nothing was born from my loins, nothing... Those thoughts crept into my mind all the time, it was like an poison to me and it was making my life worse and worse. With me being in such a state, I shouldn't have been surprised when maids started their whispers... Whispers of how my beloved had a mistress, someone he would have warm his bed, when I was having one of my episodes, it was infuriating for myself, where was he for me? Why was his burying himself in some other broad. Those rumors and thoughts awakened me from, my depression and it was then that jealousy reared its ugly head in me. I began to explore this rumor, to investigate. I don't know what I was expecting when I saw him sweet on one of the high born women of the kingdom... I saw him touch her face so gentle like, I could almost feel her blush at such a tender act, it made me furious... It made me bitter...

I began to watch the two over the course of a few full moons and I saw them grow closer and closer, all while my beloved and I only grew farther apart. I blamed the woman, I blamed my folks, but most of all... I blamed myself. Blamed myself for always allowing myself to be second best. The night was stormy and dark and I was within my own corridors, the thunder echoed through the night and it was as if the two figured tonight was the best night to make love within these walls, as if I would not her moaning with pleasure as he buried himself deeper between her loins. It disgusted me, it hurt me.... I packed my small bag and put a cape on to help shield me from the rain and wind. I got into what would be consider a mans outfit. I cut my hair and it was then I gave myself a second chance. A second chance to change my life from this. I wrote a note, one that would be consider a suicide note. Even in the note I had a weakness for him, I never mentioned his sin and crime against him. Just spoke of my misery and being unable to be what my beloved would want from me. With that, I left and braced the storm.

Something Wicked This Way Comes
I ran into the storm and where I was going? Well to be honest I had no idea. I wanted to be anywhere, but here. With that I ran towards the mountains, it was rumored there was a group that dwell within. They say they were the free riders of the sort. Bonding with the dragons of the lands, and I had to admit, a second chance like that seemed exactly what I need. As I ran along, the lightning in the storm seemed to get worse and what I assumed was thundering, was actually the bellowing of a dragon. It was to late by the time I realized it. I looked up into the eye and say bright eyes looking back at me and a snarl of fierce dragon. I saw the lightning flash over his frame and he seemed not bothered as she might dragon landed before me. Most would have ran and screamed, yet I saw no point in this. If this dragon was going to eat me... Why should I give it that sort of satisfaction? I boldly stared at the dragon as he moved closer to me slowly, as if unsure of why I stood there, within second or what seemed like minutes to me, he arched his heads towards mine, to the point we were inches away from touching. I looked into his eyes and I saw darkness, maybe he saw that within mine too, but whatever he saw, he decided I was worth something. ~Hello Javelin. I have heard about you.~ The dragon chuckled as I am sure I was a sight to see as I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a voice inside my head. ~Fret not child. I choose you, we are bonded now. I am able to speak freely too you~ He grinned showing my a row of his sharp teeth. I was worried a bit, but I heard the tales of riders bonding with dragons, it was bizarre for a wild dragon to bond with its choice of rider. ~Come now Javelin. I have great plans for us... Great plans for us~ I had to say he intrigued me, and I was pleased to finally be the first choice. I climbed onto his back and with that, we set off. Set off to a floating island. As we flew in the sky we talked what seemed like hours, he told me his story, his story of he was a dragon of over a thousand years old. He was one of the few that seemed to live through those dark ages. I was impressed. As we talked I told him my life story before him, and how I felt so lonely here, even though I had a dragon I knew little of anything about them, yet he told me all of that would change. With that we were off to a fresh start for the both of us.

Second Chance
Rapture showed me Shadar, told me this was the place for me, and boy was he right. Most believe Shadar is some cruel sadistic place, but to tell you the truth, it is like a family, they welcome you in and they are ruled over like the kingdoms, sure their punishment maybe a bit more strick, but they follow the rules and they look after one another. The Shadar had big plans, they plan to destroy their old title of being the ones to murder dragons, Shadar had a plan, and with Rapture I was able to be apart of it. I was trained and so was Rapture, though really he seemed to be training other people as he knew off the old times and seemed to be showing everyone something new. Have to say, he was slowly becoming my best friend. With Rapture at my side, I was able to rise in the ranks of Shadar, my skill was never with long range weapons, but Rapture made up for that fact. He was my strength and I was his.

For once I seemed to be good at something, I was for once a hero, someone people looked up to in Shadar. Rapture taught me everything I needed to know and it was thanks to him and his faith in me I am where I am today. With a tragic happening the old Shadar Overlord, was dead, a fever took him in his old age, to which it was no surprise to anyone really. Everyone was counting down to when the news would come, that the overlord was dead. With his death it came time for Shadar to choose a new ruler, the bloodsworn of the old vowed not to take his place, but offered to train the new until it was time for that Overlord to choice Bloodsworn for their own. It was a rare moment for myself when I was voted to be the next Overlord. They say I caught on quickly to their ways and my ideas and plans won them over.

It was then I studied under the bloodsworn as well as my ever faithful Rapture, who seemed beyond determined to make sure he was with me in all meetings and anything else of any importance, to which for him practically meant everything. I will admit it was challenging and at times I felt as if I would be a total let down, that they would all regret their decision. Though if they thought it I would never know. Rapture was my strength though this all, he saw me at my weakest and brought my back to my feet. Without him, well I would still be out on the run. I finished my training and now I was the overlord, and it was my time to rise, time for Shadar to get the glory they deserve. It was time to show the world once more, that Shadar lives.

Life As The Leader
Life as the overlord has not been easy. I have been picked for assassination and I have even fell in love... Times like these are now done and over for me. I have my own life and the worry of Shadar to concern myself with. I had the trouble of getting myself pregnant with twins, a blessing and a curse. Rapture has no longer beaten me to a pulp, a blessing, but I see the way he looks at my stomach as if waiting to pluck the babe from the middle and gulp them in a single bite. My only concern is to make it out here alive. I have waged a war against myself and the deities it seems. If I am to live to see the end of this and my babes born, I swear things will be different.

Personal Goals

Javelin's goal is to do what the no other Shadar leader has done. Successfully take over the world, and soon go and attack the deities, to earn a rank amongst them. She believes she has learned from the stories of the past and with her advisors and the help of her blood sworn. Javelin has an idea, she has a plan and this time, Shadar will have its glory.

Interesting Information

Javelin who once worshipped Lamashtu has now cursed her deity and now looks for a new god to worship. This act has not gone unnoticed by Lamashtu. A serve punishment happens to those that pledge an alliance to another.

Javelin is pregnant with twins, the father is Jacken, to which she had ended the relationship completely.

Relationships

= Family
= Dead
= Uncertainty/Neutral
= Acquaintance Friend
= Good friend Best friend
= Trust
= Crush/Attraction
= Mate
= Lust
= Discomfort Despise

S H A D A R
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Solana: My beautiful blood sworn, is now gone from this world. I do not know where she had left too. No word of her has been spoken. It is afif she never had existed. My heart aches for her, I wish I could see her once more... I wish she was here with me now in these dark times.

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Jacken: I loved him once, but times have changed and he is no longer what I need in my life. Rapture does not trust him and neither shall I. Nothing good can come from a fellow who leaves one faction to join another. A Spy I say, and Rapture Agrees.

Lupo: I have met him a time or two, he seems like a model example of a Shadar fighter. Fierce and willing to do what it takes to get a job done. I hope I can have the privilege of knowing him a bit more in the future.

V A N G U A R D

Corlask: She is a fierce Orc. I have meet her a few times during council, but nothing less and nothing more. I have little views on her, and I actually prefer it to be that way.

D A R G O N A
Ronan: The red panda, he knows a bit to much of me, and I prefer to keep my distance from him. He doesn't know enough to meddle in my affairs, and I hope as I stay away from him, he shall do the same for me.

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