Andre 'Wasp' Vlasmeer
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| Player: | MazMo9191. | |
| Title: | Wasp. | |
| Age: | Tweny-Nine. | |
| Race: | Fairy. | |
| Eye Colour: | Royal Blue. | |
| Hair: | Green. | |
| Skin Tone: | Baby Blue. | |
| Height: | 4". | |
| Weight: | .7 lbs. | |
| Alignment: | Neutral. | |
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Bio
Andre 'Wasp' Vlasmeer is a light blue-skinned fairy with green hair, his right eye red and his left eye yellow. Quite unique looking to humans to say - though really all fairies were unique especially to humans since they were rarely seen up close like this. He wasn't strong in either physical, or magical strength being so small - atleast to humes. He is just a four inch tall and point seven pounds fairy. One of the very few -humanoid- fairies that have been slowly populating themselves at the 'Fairy Pond.'
Attributes
As quick as a fly in his best flight, and as good visioned as a hawk nearly for his size. He is smart, not genious smart, just smart. He's a Jack of all Trades, like mostly every fairy is, known for his mixxing of painful chemicals, archery, pole fighting, and getting himself out of tight spaces in his society. He has recently been known for his singing voice, which usually soothes and entertains others around him. Course that is a very small society, and not known yet to the world. Well actually it is, just they don't communicate.
Items
Leaf Tunic - Instead of being naked like his brethren, Andre decided to dress up in natural items. It's abit cruddy, but hey, it's better then him landing on your head -naked.-
Fairy ring - A magical ring he had obtained during a adventure with a group of people. At the end when they were warped back by some magical being - Andre found this hanging around his neck. Removing it from the string - he put it on his finger and could now glow any color.
Wasp Sting Daggers - Several of these suckers rested inside of his belt, they were made from asortment of things. From sharp rocks - to carved wooden blades. When he jabs someone with one of these - the person feels like a wasp has stung him, it ruins mage concentration and just plain hurts.
Songs of Singalot
-Only- followers of Singalot, and ones that have been told from the god himself, will be able to unleash the powers the lyrics hold.
Soothing Song
A song that when sung, soothes many wild animals, aches and pains people have, and calms the mind when under stressful situations. It is also said that it can calm a beserker, if the song is completed. The followers of Singalot may usually be told the lyrics of this song from the god himself, a blessing for his followings of spreading the joy of music. Lyrics: "The winds caress, the sea's midnight air, the calming night, and the joy of new life. May you bless all the people that hear these words, by soothing there bodies and souls, and giving them a peaceful time..." The song is slow and sang like a melodic poem.
Musical Tales & Story Tales!
If there is a - it means the word is drawn out.
The quarrel, and the brave one Musical
"There was my god Singalot, between Dearuck and Setengar." A image of a lesser being between a white dragon and a black was filling his glowing aura, they were snapping at each other. "They were fiercly battling, a terribly frightful one, one of which he could no describeee." The dragons suddenly started to tear and bite at each other in a violent manner, with the intent to kill in the actions. "Varily- doing his best, Singalot tried to stop the quarrel," The lesser being tried to push the dragons apart," but upon getting in the way of this battle..! His mother stru-uck and broke his magical lute given to him by Bork-." The smaller being who had been holding a lute, was struck hard by the black dragon's tail. Lyrics get slower, louder, more angry. "Finally tired of this, my god inhaled the stars themselves," Here in his aura it showed stars disappearing with a powerful wind sucking them in." and with a powerful wail--" The faceless being looked like it was wailing as he sung, putting all his lungs into it, "he sent the two of em acrossed the heavans-::Song quickens once more.:: and wooped both of there asses, ha ha ha!" Singalot was now dancing with himself." Now this is why my good listeners, ::voice is rising:: you should not fear. If m'lord can take on two titans, then you should be able to battle without fear, yes battle without fear-!" Quickened at the end after the first without fear. The rest had been Singalot dancing and making motions like he was the man.
The Whip that went Crack, the light that saves Story Tale
The image of Singalot filled the orb as Andre's voice came from behind the aura. "My lord, my savior, my god Singalot was tuning his mystical instrument, preparing to come to our world." The image was of Singalot with brown hair and large ears tunning a lute which looked to be made of a shell. "Dreadfully though, just when he stood, red eyes shined and crack!" His voice got deeper/darker when he said crack the voice went loud. "Off came the cloth and skin off from m'lords back.." Singalot's form moved forward quickly, arching forward and a look of pain covering his face.. "He screamed and spun on his heels, lute in hand, staring into the red eyes of the Goddess Isod's eyes." The image was of Singalot spinning around, the image going along the ground and then right to a image of a evil shadow of a feminime body, red eyes staring right at the listener. "From that look Singalot knew, he understood that this was no time to speak-.. Another crack and Isod had hit her mark." The image turned into Singalot reeling back, hand covering his chest. With the raise of his lute, his instrument came up to defend himself, ready to take the punishment for its master.. The orb became white, Andre copying the sound of a whip. Slowly the image moved back, and standing in the white armor there he was, Xerxa in all his glory. "The body covered in white majestic armor that shined, his head that of a middle aged man with a long beard and hair of white.. His arm was out, Isod's whip wrapped around Xerxa's arm as his hand held it tight. With a disappointing look, he stared at Isod, whom's darkness had seemed to diminish slightly... A distraught look came from the shadow of her face, gliding herself over to Xerxa.." The aura went blank, and Andre stood there. "That is all that I can tell of that meeting, for m'lord Singalot had gotten away.. The morale of this story is, that friends can save you one day, from the dangers of the world around.." ANdre flew up close to the listener's face shouting. "LIKE THIS ONE!" The horribly face of Isod was around him, craahhing out..
