Lyre Triune

[Lyre]

Sorry about the small horse description. Got lazy there a while back.

Name: Lyre Triune
Race: Sprite
Gender: Female
Element: Nature
Looks: Lyre Triune has delicate wings that curve up and end at a tip about a head foot than her head. From that tip, they smoothly go down in a nice curve, and end at a tip near her ankles. At the top and bottom tips the color is pure grassy green. From there, it goes around the wing in a splash of orange until it hits the other tip. One stripe in from the orange one is a shimmering violet stripe that shines out as much as the rest of the parallel wings. Following the violet stripe is a black and white stripe that candy-cane down the wing until it starts to thin out and enters the other corner of the wing. Next to the black and white stripe is a big, red dot in the center of the wing, about the size of a human baby’s head. A single pink stripe goes down from the tip and goes to the blob, disappears, and appears on the other side and snakes down to the bottom tip. The rest of the wings are a shade of pale, light blue. At the spot where the wings ender the skin is a rainbow thing that zigzags on its surface until it reaches the skin. The skin’s surface is a mossy green color. The skin’s surface is smooth to the touch, and shines in the sun. Lyre’s bark-colored hair tumbles down the back of her in long, smooth features, and her wide, pink eyes seem to be like a blossom on a tree. The eyebrows above her eyes are light and loose. Her eyelashes are long and prim. Her ears are pointed, like an elf’s. Her smile is usually strongly fastened on her lips, and a laugh throttling forward from her throat. She usually wears a lavender shirt on with a daffodil sewn into one of its pockets. Draped on this, she has an elf silk jacket that shines in the light of the moon. She wears sea-blue pants on, with scraggly tears in some of the seams. A single, brown belt is tightly strapped around her waist, with a small, yellow dagger close at hand. The dagger’s hilt has the insignia of the sprites plainly coated on it, and the blade seemed to catch light in all directions when unsheathed.
Personality: Lyre Triune has a slow temper, and strong patience. She usually has a smile engraved on her lips, and a laugh chuckling through her throat. She usually tries to be cheerful, and attempts to spread smiles. She likes to store a twinkle in her eyes, and likes to laugh. Occasionally she sneaks around in the dark, but mostly she stays out in the opening, beaming around the world.
Biography: Lyre Triune grew up happily in a sprite village, cheerfully tending to the chores as soon as she was old enough to be trusted with the responsibility. The most commonly assigned chores to be done was wash the dishes, feed the hens, and tend to the horses. She loved to do those chores, except the dishes. She never liked the feel of holding dirty dishes and polishing them to the mark. Every chance she got to, she was playing in the barn or flying through the field. When she reached eight years old, her dad took her and taught her how to ride a horse. Joyfully, she followed her father. The first time on a horse, she ended up lying on the floor. Her dad cheerfully picked her up, and they tried again. Finally, she got the hang of it in a week. She then spent most of her time on horseback, riding through the open plains. After all her lessons were finished, she was around 19 years old. She said good-bye to her parents, and walked off towards town. When she got there, she took the job of a letter carrier. She got enough money in about a year, and bought a horse and all the necessary supplies for it. Smiling, she left that town and went off in search for adventure out in the world. It was just she and her horse. They first went to the forest, and Lyre loved it dearly and she smiled the entire trip around. Then they emerged into another area, and Lyre, smiling, walked her horse towards the town. What she didn't know was her life was stranger than she could ever dream of.
Pet:

Name: Plairen
Race: Horse
Gender: Male
Looks: A horse with brown fur, and a strong muzzle. His eyes are soft, and his brown mane is long. On his haunches lie a riding saddle Lyre had bought which was on top of two blankets. His hooves are black with iron horseshoes.

[Mark Hawk]

Same owner so I'll post this char here too...

Name: Mark Hawk
Currently Known As: George McCain
Race: Valmon
Gender: Male
Element: In a way, he is an element in himself. Being Valmon he can harness powers although it has no real name, until recently. You could call him the element Val, for that would be mostly correct.
Appearance: Mark Hawk has an aura of mystery around him which cloaks him in suspicion. He wears a light vest over a blue shirt and has old, green pants. At his side on old old, musty belt he has a longsword of a metal unnative to this land. The metal is known as crystalline. He also carrys a pack filled with his "rations" and a few other choice items. He also wears riding boots, and his pale face has collected a number a scars, although not one can be seen. He has green eyes and sandy blonde hair.
Bio: Mark Hawk existed before as a small man in a prince's court. He had many sisters, almost all princesses. One day he rode out and discovered a new land. This land was known as Theria, and it was where he had met the origional George McCain. McCain later was destroyed in a conflict they both suffered from. Many blamed Mark for McCain's death. It wasn't until a long time later that Mark learned who had really kiled McCain. He then took up the name George McCain himself, and then left, after failing an assuly on the assailants of the origional McCain. For a long time things happened. I was years before a solid thing happened. Far far later, he set off on a travel to this land, although a part of him is always back at home, which calls him day and night, ravaging hi sleeps, although most disputes are settled so it is not urgent.

(will copy the used Bio in a min and fix it up)