Dark Camp Register -- Sign In

[Christa (htmlkid)]

Standing near the edge of camp is a tall, narrow tent, containing a single desk inside. Sitting innocently on the desk is a piece of brown parchment, next to it a pot of blood-red ink. Standing just outside the tent are two guards, making sure no spies are allowed to see the roster. Come in, and Sign your Name and Occupation on the line.

-Torin Drake Tigriis, Leader

[Frost]

Three figures entered, one woman, two men. All three seemed malicious, cruel and very evil. They strode in with a grand air, nodding only briefly to the guards. The first, a woman, picked up the quill and dipped it into the crimson ink. Upon the parchment she wrote: "Seraph Rothshild Blackrose, Spearwielder". Then she stepped back, allowing the next, a man clothed in mage's robes, to take the quill. He bent down and wrote upon the parchment: "Verias Magus, Shadow Mage" He gazed upon the parchment with an air of satisfaction, then the leading mage handed the quill over to the last man. This man was of course, Xarin, and he, like the others, proceeded to write his name and occupation: "Xarin Skye Darkwind Luperian IV, Air Elemental/Shapeshifter/Bladewielder". Then all three nodded once more at the guards, then swept out of the tent as quickly as they had come.

[Frost]

A new, rather hesitant figure emerged from the outside and entered the tent, her grey silk robe shimmering softly. But her confidence began to build as she picked up the quill and wrote down her name.

"Ithel Whitethorn, Healer"

Then silently, she left the tent.

[Windchaser]

A girl walked through camp, her summoner's staff in hand horziantally, going for the register tent.The cold, steel gray eyes watched heseitantly, but did not show her emotions, her coinfedence aready being at it's best as she walked into the tent.A hand reached down for the quill, writing the girl's name on the roster.

Linka Auara Tureda De'Relmaens-Summoner/Swordswielder/Healer

The hand which took the quill slowly put it back and the figure left the tent - silently.

[Aeacus Soma]

"Yea whatever...." Soma said rather annoyed, but he picked up the pen and began to write his name down anyways. Perhaps it would be a good chance for him to show what he was made off... on second thought it wasn't worth the effort. "There..." he said, placing down the pen by the name he written: Aeacus Soma. With a glance towards the camp he walked off once more.

[*Sapphire*]

(forgot to sign in =P)
A tall feminine figure walked through the elongated door,*takes a pen and registers.* She has decided she was done with being an outsider to this realm and decided to join the dark force

[Jezzebelles]

A tall woman walks in, a long staff covored in vines of gladiolas all the way to the top, a top being a black crystal with dark fire swirling inside. She walked in and took the pen in her right hand, her arm decorated with many markings, matching the left one holding the staff delicatly. She wrote her name neatly, "Camarin Hurit, Second in Command." She then walked out in scilence, the same way she came.

[*Sapphire*]

Relixcis walked in with a beautiful long sapphire gown right down to the floor, her wand decorated with sapphire, almost unbreakable, her eyes gleaming at the thought of a new beginning. She walked down with glamour as she took the pen and signed," Relixcis Mesworay, Head advisor"

[Frost]

An intimidating figure entered the tent, features emotionless. The shimmering leaf within his amulet sparkled as Heirix swept into the tent, his dark emerald eyes gleaming brightly. Taking up the quill, he wrote his name upon the parchment.

Heirix Spheris, Elemental Assassin