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O F F I C I A L A P P L I C A T I O N F O R

CONTENT
1. Identity | 2. Personal | 3. Environment | 4. Trackers | 5. History | 6. Extra | 7. OOC

I D E N T I T Y

N A M E
Full Name: Ellis
Nicknames: N/A
Alias(es): N/A
A G E
Current Age: 2 Years
Birthday: December 12th
G E N D E R
Sex: Female
Gender Identity: Female
H E R I T A G E
SubBreed: Nott
Breed: Oriental Shorthair Mix

P E R S O N A L

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Personality Traits: The wounds of the past 2 weeks are still fresh and her mood might be a little more solemn than usual.
{ Energetic, Curious, Bubbly }
Despite the terrible things that happened only a few days ago, Ellis is energetic and highly intrigued by her new living situation. While a lot of her behaviour could be classified as coping mechanisms, her curiosity and amusement are genuine. Beaming with a mostly good mood and a lot of energy, a lot of cats might call her tiring. Unaware of that fact, Ellis goes out of her way to experience the city life and cats. Highly inquisitive, she might pursuit strangers that catch her interest and bombard them with questions about their life and HighVale, in hopes she could find herself a purpose behind the walls. Cats who withstand her questionaire and tiring personality long enough to befriend her should expect to receive little 'gifts' on a regular basis. To show her affection and all. Sorry about the blood or living birds in your house.
{ Uncouth, Awkward }
Social skills were hard to come by while living in the wild, only having her family to talk to. While her father tried to teach Ellis some common courtesy, these sessions were quickly overruled by her mothers strict survival training. So it makes a lot of sense that Ellis has very limited social skills. She is completely unable to read the mood and often doesn't know how to behave in certain situations. Her speech is clumsy, crude and she doesn't mince words. She tries to learn whenever someone takes the time to correct her, but she reacts surprised and a little offended everytime someone is repulsed by her awkward and sometimes feral behaviour. Ellis doesn't mean to offend, but she just doesn't know better.
{ Volatile }
Ellis is prone to moodswings that can easily result in her lashing out. Stealing her food and grabbing her out of the blue are prime examples that result in especially violent outbursts. While most of them are non-physical, she doesn't shy away from using her claws against anything that triggers her survival instincts. As tame and friendly as she can be, her personality is quite explosive whenever a situation calls for it.
Personality Type: ESTP - The Dynamo
M I N D - S E T
Habits:
• Curling her tail around her waist when on 2 legs
• Staying, even sleeping outside as much as possible
• Doesn't use contractions, sometimes forgets to use articles

Fears:
• Confinement (Being grabbed, being locked up, restrained, being in small rooms, being backed into a corner and the like)
• Being helpless
• Starving

Dreams / Goals:
• Always having enough to eat
• Reuniting with her father
• Finding out what happened to her mother
• Finding a purpose in her new environment
• KILL ALL MONSTERS

Religion: PRAISE THY ANCESTORS
S E X U A L I T Y
Sexual Orientation: Demisexual
Marital Status: Single

E N V I R O N M E N T

O C C U P A T I O N
Battle Class: Assassin
Occupation: Hunter
Former Occupations: N/A
S K I L L - T R E E
Current Level: 1

Equipped Skills:

Strength:
Stealth: 5
Endurance:
Agility:
Tactical Skill:
Healing Arts: 1
Dark Magic: 4
E Q U I P M E N T
Items in Possession:
• Tattered Woolen Shawl
Weapons:
• x2 primitive Shivs

T R A C K E R S

LEVELS RPs RELATIONSHIPS

H I S T O R Y

B L O O D - T I E S
Parents:
{ Alistair Rye | Male | Nott | Missing - presumably alive }
{ Sindra | Female | Nott | Missing - presumably dead }
Siblings:
none (closed, too)
Nieces & Nephews:
none
Aunts & Uncles:
{ Lori | Female | Nott | Dead }
{ Lennart | Male | Nott | Dead }
Cousins:
none
Offspring:
none O_O
E X T E N D E D
Adopted Family:
none
Romantic Partner:
none
B A C K S T O R Y
Sindra never thought someone would approach her in the tavern. She didn't exactly look inviting - large (even for a Nott) scarred ears, sharp eyes, and most recognizeable of them all, a thick fox pelt wrapping around her to warm her. Alistair, a broad-shouldered Nott, sat down next to her, and they soon started talking. He was a simple city guard, bored with his life, and she was a hunter who roamed and lived in the wilds of Avens Warren and Crelav with her siblings and hunting companions. Occasionally she would visit HighVale to sell some of their prey and stock up on supplies that they otherwise wouldn't be able to obtain. Alistair had heard a rumour of them, and had been curious enough to investigate. It took him a lot of courage to actually talk to her, and she was amused by his clumsy effort. After a rather pleasant night of talking to each other, they promised to meet again tomorrow night. Sindra would only stay for a week, and they only had 6 nights to talk to each other. On their last night, Alistair made his sadness very apparent, but Sindra would've never expected him to wait at the gate, begging her to take him with her. Her travelling companions, Lori and Lennart, weren't too keen on having him with them, but they came to accept him eventually.

It didn't take much longer for Alistair and Sindra to become mates, and having a single kitten - Ellis. She grew up in a harsh environment, but she had 4 cats to take care of her. Her upbringing was very strict, and it had to be, as the little she cat was very adventurous. She got herself in a lot of trouble and almost eaten more than anyone ever should, but for some unknown reason survived nonetheless (In retrospect, maybe it should've been even more strict...). Their life was simple and exciting, as they never stayed in one place for too long. Sometimes they would return to HighVale, but never would they let Ellis join her parents in getting supplies. She waited with her aunt and uncle just outside, instead. She never understood their reasoning - maybe they tried to shield her away from the toxic city life, or maybe they didn't want to lose her to the temptingly comfortable life behind the walls. Ellis, after the third time, stopped caring.

Just like everyone else, Ellis' life was promptly turned upside down when Gweillan was destroyed and monsters surfaced in Avens Warren. It happened while they were setting up camp - One of the beasts snuck up on them, swiftly killing Lennart and shortly after Lori, who tried defending herself in vain. Sindra acted quickly and yelled at her family to run away. It was clearly painful for her to leave her siblings behind, but they were beyond saving. The monsters were fast - way too fast. They soon caught up to the family. Her mother screamed at Ellis and her father to keep running, while she started to engage the beasts. Ellis protested loudly, but Alistair learned to never disobey his mate, despite his own feelings. He dragged her away, while demonic screeches and loud hisses pierced Ellis' ears. Not long after did they find shelter in a tiny crevace, barely wide enough to hide the two cats. They could hear the beasts outside, prowling, waiting. Trying to starve them out, they both realised in horror. Several terrifying days passed before they finally heard the monsters leave. Hungry and weary, Alistair lifted himself out of their shelter, scouting the area. They were gone. The only thing he could find was a lot of blood and a roughed up fox fur.

Alistair tightly wrapped the woolen shawl around Ellis' neck. "Please stay inside. You'll be safe there. Don't worry about me. Dad is gonna be okay. I'll find mom and come back." he said, looking at his daughter who looked so much like her mother. Ellis didn't protest. He pressed his nose to her forehead, turned around and left, his broad shoulders soon disappearing in the distance. This marked the first time Ellis would enter HighVale, and this time it was to stay.

"But what do I do now?"

E X T R A

• Can't read.
• Can swim though.
• She gets her fluffy tail from her Nott genes. The rest of her fur is very short, just like a Oriental Shorthair's.
• Voice: Romi Park, in her role as Naoto in P4 (example: www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-0rYH… Persona 4 spoilers if you care about that...)

O O C

L I T E R A C Y - L E V E L S
Lvl 1: Yes.
Lvl 2: Yes.
Lvl 3: Yes, though not the most prefered.
Lvl 4: No. (except if the RP gets captivating enough to keep me from being lazy LO L)
(I also art-rp if you're up for that 8^))
R P - M E T H O D S
Skype: Yes, but only after we've talked before :0
Notes: No, thank you.
Comments: No, thank you.
Chats: Yes, but only if they're short in both posts and encounter wise.
Forum: Yes.
E-Mail: No, thank you.
Google Docs: Yes.
Tegakie Messenger: Yes. #'s 310-4216-5683
A V A I L A B I L I T Y
Time Zone: Central European (GMT +1; Germany)
R P - S A M P L E
{ Aiolos | The-Golden-Butterfly }
A minute of futile effort passed. The Silver-Air released a frustrated sigh, letting his tattoo die down. He was getting too exhausted from the power use, and it hadn't helped him in the slightest. He stopped tugging at his leg too, not wanting to twist it any further. Should the crack become big enough, he wanted to be able to run. Aiolos exhaled sharply. It was getting harder to breathe with all the steam emitting from the cracks, raising not only temperature but also moisture of the air.
He was about to accept his fate, when something familiar prodded his mind, making his tattoo flare up on instinct. Just for a foolish moment he believed it was Ezrael trying to contact him like they used to back then. But of course that couldn't have been true. The former Silver was dead, and thus their bond had been broken. This contact felt more like... a proposal. And it was growing impatient. Wait, could it be...
Ross? ... Are you sure? This is irreversible. But in this situation, declining was not an option. Aiolos let his mind engulf the cautious intrusion, spotting the big tom in his mind. He was on his way. The grey tom released another sigh of relief. One part of his mind screamed at Ross to just run and save himself, pridefully declaring he was just fine, but the other was glad to see the russet tom rush to help him. Before he could protest the big tom grabbed him by the scruff, pulling at his body hard. Aiolos groaned as a sharp pain rushed through his leg, but felt the resistance lower. The crack was widening, finally.

And then he was free. He let his tattoo flare up again, murmuring a breathy thanks towards the Green-Air. It hurt a bit to put weight back on his paw, but he had to suck it up right now. "This way." Aiolos said, this time making sure that they stayed together, and started moving, emitting vacuum waves to clear the steam a bit. It was hard keeping his balance while violent tremors shook the earth and having a numb pain pulsing through his leg, but there was simply no other option than to keep going. Well, or dying, but you know. He refused to acknowledge THAT as an option.
C R E D I T S
Drawn Application Template © 3lectronicAt
Written Application Template © Hollyseven
RoadToFolkvangr © The RtF Staff Team, explicitly 3lectronicAt
Ellis © trinnnn

Description

O F F I C I A L A P P L I C A T I O N F O R

CONTENT
1. Identity | 2. Personal | 3. Environment | 4. Trackers | 5. History | 6. Extra | 7. OOC

I D E N T I T Y

N A M E
Full Name: Ellis
Nicknames: N/A
Alias(es): N/A
A G E
Current Age: 2 Years
Birthday: December 12th
G E N D E R
Sex: Female
Gender Identity: Female
H E R I T A G E
SubBreed: Nott
Breed: Oriental Shorthair Mix

P E R S O N A L

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Personality Traits: The wounds of the past 2 weeks are still fresh and her mood might be a little more solemn than usual.
{ Energetic, Curious, Bubbly }
Despite the terrible things that happened only a few days ago, Ellis is energetic and highly intrigued by her new living situation. While a lot of her behaviour could be classified as coping mechanisms, her curiosity and amusement are genuine. Beaming with a mostly good mood and a lot of energy, a lot of cats might call her tiring. Unaware of that fact, Ellis goes out of her way to experience the city life and cats. Highly inquisitive, she might pursuit strangers that catch her interest and bombard them with questions about their life and HighVale, in hopes she could find herself a purpose behind the walls. Cats who withstand her questionaire and tiring personality long enough to befriend her should expect to receive little 'gifts' on a regular basis. To show her affection and all. Sorry about the blood or living birds in your house.
{ Uncouth, Awkward }
Social skills were hard to come by while living in the wild, only having her family to talk to. While her father tried to teach Ellis some common courtesy, these sessions were quickly overruled by her mothers strict survival training. So it makes a lot of sense that Ellis has very limited social skills. She is completely unable to read the mood and often doesn't know how to behave in certain situations. Her speech is clumsy, crude and she doesn't mince words. She tries to learn whenever someone takes the time to correct her, but she reacts surprised and a little offended everytime someone is repulsed by her awkward and sometimes feral behaviour. Ellis doesn't mean to offend, but she just doesn't know better.
{ Volatile }
Ellis is prone to moodswings that can easily result in her lashing out. Stealing her food and grabbing her out of the blue are prime examples that result in especially violent outbursts. While most of them are non-physical, she doesn't shy away from using her claws against anything that triggers her survival instincts. As tame and friendly as she can be, her personality is quite explosive whenever a situation calls for it.
Personality Type: ESTP - The Dynamo
M I N D - S E T
Habits:
• Curling her tail around her waist when on 2 legs
• Staying, even sleeping outside as much as possible
• Doesn't use contractions, sometimes forgets to use articles

Fears:
• Confinement (Being grabbed, being locked up, restrained, being in small rooms, being backed into a corner and the like)
• Being helpless
• Starving

Dreams / Goals:
• Always having enough to eat
• Reuniting with her father
• Finding out what happened to her mother
• Finding a purpose in her new environment
• KILL ALL MONSTERS

Religion: PRAISE THY ANCESTORS
S E X U A L I T Y
Sexual Orientation: Demisexual
Marital Status: Single

E N V I R O N M E N T

O C C U P A T I O N
Battle Class: Assassin
Occupation: Hunter
Former Occupations: N/A
S K I L L - T R E E
Current Level: 1

Equipped Skills:

Strength:
Stealth: 5
Endurance:
Agility:
Tactical Skill:
Healing Arts: 1
Dark Magic: 4
E Q U I P M E N T
Items in Possession:
• Tattered Woolen Shawl
Weapons:
• x2 primitive Shivs

T R A C K E R S

LEVELS RPs RELATIONSHIPS

H I S T O R Y

B L O O D - T I E S
Parents:
{ Alistair Rye | Male | Nott | Missing - presumably alive }
{ Sindra | Female | Nott | Missing - presumably dead }
Siblings:
none (closed, too)
Nieces & Nephews:
none
Aunts & Uncles:
{ Lori | Female | Nott | Dead }
{ Lennart | Male | Nott | Dead }
Cousins:
none
Offspring:
none O_O
E X T E N D E D
Adopted Family:
none
Romantic Partner:
none
B A C K S T O R Y
Sindra never thought someone would approach her in the tavern. She didn't exactly look inviting - large (even for a Nott) scarred ears, sharp eyes, and most recognizeable of them all, a thick fox pelt wrapping around her to warm her. Alistair, a broad-shouldered Nott, sat down next to her, and they soon started talking. He was a simple city guard, bored with his life, and she was a hunter who roamed and lived in the wilds of Avens Warren and Crelav with her siblings and hunting companions. Occasionally she would visit HighVale to sell some of their prey and stock up on supplies that they otherwise wouldn't be able to obtain. Alistair had heard a rumour of them, and had been curious enough to investigate. It took him a lot of courage to actually talk to her, and she was amused by his clumsy effort. After a rather pleasant night of talking to each other, they promised to meet again tomorrow night. Sindra would only stay for a week, and they only had 6 nights to talk to each other. On their last night, Alistair made his sadness very apparent, but Sindra would've never expected him to wait at the gate, begging her to take him with her. Her travelling companions, Lori and Lennart, weren't too keen on having him with them, but they came to accept him eventually.

It didn't take much longer for Alistair and Sindra to become mates, and having a single kitten - Ellis. She grew up in a harsh environment, but she had 4 cats to take care of her. Her upbringing was very strict, and it had to be, as the little she cat was very adventurous. She got herself in a lot of trouble and almost eaten more than anyone ever should, but for some unknown reason survived nonetheless (In retrospect, maybe it should've been even more strict...). Their life was simple and exciting, as they never stayed in one place for too long. Sometimes they would return to HighVale, but never would they let Ellis join her parents in getting supplies. She waited with her aunt and uncle just outside, instead. She never understood their reasoning - maybe they tried to shield her away from the toxic city life, or maybe they didn't want to lose her to the temptingly comfortable life behind the walls. Ellis, after the third time, stopped caring.

Just like everyone else, Ellis' life was promptly turned upside down when Gweillan was destroyed and monsters surfaced in Avens Warren. It happened while they were setting up camp - One of the beasts snuck up on them, swiftly killing Lennart and shortly after Lori, who tried defending herself in vain. Sindra acted quickly and yelled at her family to run away. It was clearly painful for her to leave her siblings behind, but they were beyond saving. The monsters were fast - way too fast. They soon caught up to the family. Her mother screamed at Ellis and her father to keep running, while she started to engage the beasts. Ellis protested loudly, but Alistair learned to never disobey his mate, despite his own feelings. He dragged her away, while demonic screeches and loud hisses pierced Ellis' ears. Not long after did they find shelter in a tiny crevace, barely wide enough to hide the two cats. They could hear the beasts outside, prowling, waiting. Trying to starve them out, they both realised in horror. Several terrifying days passed before they finally heard the monsters leave. Hungry and weary, Alistair lifted himself out of their shelter, scouting the area. They were gone. The only thing he could find was a lot of blood and a roughed up fox fur.

Alistair tightly wrapped the woolen shawl around Ellis' neck. "Please stay inside. You'll be safe there. Don't worry about me. Dad is gonna be okay. I'll find mom and come back." he said, looking at his daughter who looked so much like her mother. Ellis didn't protest. He pressed his nose to her forehead, turned around and left, his broad shoulders soon disappearing in the distance. This marked the first time Ellis would enter HighVale, and this time it was to stay.

"But what do I do now?"

E X T R A

• Can't read.
• Can swim though.
• She gets her fluffy tail from her Nott genes. The rest of her fur is very short, just like a Oriental Shorthair's.
• Voice: Romi Park, in her role as Naoto in P4 (example: www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-0rYH… Persona 4 spoilers if you care about that...)

O O C

L I T E R A C Y - L E V E L S
Lvl 1: Yes.
Lvl 2: Yes.
Lvl 3: Yes, though not the most prefered.
Lvl 4: No. (except if the RP gets captivating enough to keep me from being lazy LO L)
(I also art-rp if you're up for that 8^))
R P - M E T H O D S
Skype: Yes, but only after we've talked before :0
Notes: No, thank you.
Comments: No, thank you.
Chats: Yes, but only if they're short in both posts and encounter wise.
Forum: Yes.
E-Mail: No, thank you.
Google Docs: Yes.
Tegakie Messenger: Yes. #'s 310-4216-5683
A V A I L A B I L I T Y
Time Zone: Central European (GMT +1; Germany)
R P - S A M P L E
{ Aiolos | The-Golden-Butterfly }
A minute of futile effort passed. The Silver-Air released a frustrated sigh, letting his tattoo die down. He was getting too exhausted from the power use, and it hadn't helped him in the slightest. He stopped tugging at his leg too, not wanting to twist it any further. Should the crack become big enough, he wanted to be able to run. Aiolos exhaled sharply. It was getting harder to breathe with all the steam emitting from the cracks, raising not only temperature but also moisture of the air.
He was about to accept his fate, when something familiar prodded his mind, making his tattoo flare up on instinct. Just for a foolish moment he believed it was Ezrael trying to contact him like they used to back then. But of course that couldn't have been true. The former Silver was dead, and thus their bond had been broken. This contact felt more like... a proposal. And it was growing impatient. Wait, could it be...
Ross? ... Are you sure? This is irreversible. But in this situation, declining was not an option. Aiolos let his mind engulf the cautious intrusion, spotting the big tom in his mind. He was on his way. The grey tom released another sigh of relief. One part of his mind screamed at Ross to just run and save himself, pridefully declaring he was just fine, but the other was glad to see the russet tom rush to help him. Before he could protest the big tom grabbed him by the scruff, pulling at his body hard. Aiolos groaned as a sharp pain rushed through his leg, but felt the resistance lower. The crack was widening, finally.

And then he was free. He let his tattoo flare up again, murmuring a breathy thanks towards the Green-Air. It hurt a bit to put weight back on his paw, but he had to suck it up right now. "This way." Aiolos said, this time making sure that they stayed together, and started moving, emitting vacuum waves to clear the steam a bit. It was hard keeping his balance while violent tremors shook the earth and having a numb pain pulsing through his leg, but there was simply no other option than to keep going. Well, or dying, but you know. He refused to acknowledge THAT as an option.
C R E D I T S
Drawn Application Template © 3lectronicAt
Written Application Template © Hollyseven
RoadToFolkvangr © The RtF Staff Team, explicitly 3lectronicAt
Ellis © trinnnn