NPC's - Non Player Characters

[Kasumi Roseglimmer]

These are characters such as shop owners, fellow tribesfolk, or hospital staff, as well as the various creatures and animals in Purri. They can be roleplayed as needed.

You can agree to role play an NPC with everyone taking turns writing for them, or simply roleplay one or two yourself.

Otherwise, I can roleplay them for you.

If you need an NPC in a pinch, just make someone up. They don't need a character profile (unless they get really well known and become a more permanent type of character), just a name and a face. Please make sure to describe them well enough so it's clear what they look like.

Most non-player characters are only temporary though, so it's more convienient not to worry too much. =^__^=  

[Kasumi Roseglimmer]

Hoofed Tribe:

Bess:A boar girl who resides in the Large Forest Hoofed tribe area. She first appears to Midnight in the Scientists Buildings, Grounds and Labs - Start Here! thread, along with companions Mendal (a dappled grey centaur), and Riven, (a fawn-like sheep boy with hooves, fluffy sheep ears and curly white hair).

Bess looks just like a normal girl apart from the dark stripes marking down the length of her body, streaking her face and sides. Her long, straight hair is dark chocolate and her eyes are mahogany. Her skin tone is a light creamy brown. She's used to going out on missions and errands for her tribe. She wears simple clothes that are easy to move in and carries light weaponry such as daggers or her bow and arrows. A true friend and a determined young woman who is warm, caring and always trying to become stronger. She's secretly in love with the leader of her tribe; Kilcarn, the pegacorn type.

Other: She used to live in a world much like Earth before being captured and experimented on. She knew Kilcarn before they were both captured and apparently has some past with him.

If she ever has a child, she'll call them Brandy

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Name: Riven

Age: 18

Appearance: This is a sheep boy with curly/scraggly white hair and soft sheep's ears instead of human's ears. He has the legs of a sheep with hooves on the end instead of feet (he sort of looks like a fawn with those legs). The hooves are a pearly white and his legs are soft white (shaved wool). He has a little waggly sheep tail as well. His complexion is light peach-based. He's not very tall (about 167cm/ 5' 6") and has a more 'delicate' frame. His eyes are pale yellow but they look like normal human eyes, except they are large and expressive with curly lashes, which can make him look a bit feminine.

Clothes: He wears plain leggings or tights that end before his hooves. Other than that he likes loincloths and kilts. Sometimes he’ll wear both tights/leggings and a loincloth or kilt. Tops are usually simple cotton shirts with a lace tie or wooden/fabric buttons, or else soft tunic tops. Sometimes he wears a plain ‘shift’ type of tunic that ends just above the knee. Or like one of those long sleeve tunics with a sash round the middle and tied off to one side. He likes to wear pouches and belts as well (in which he carries a knife or some money etc.) and he carries a shepherd’s crook which he uses as a walking stick (but only when he’s working).

Preferred colours for clothes: forest colours since he lives in a forest and it’d be troublesome to stand out too much. Leggings are usually white, cream, green, brown, tan etc. In autumn, he’d get away with wearing orange or purple. Kilts and the like are usually brown, green and that sort of thing. He has a red kilt for autumn. Tops are colours like cream, green, brown, mushroom, grey…but he does like pink, blue and yellow, so long as they are pastel hues.

Accessories: Flower perched behind or next to ear, or berries and leaves (these decorations are seasonal as he loves nature). Simple wooden cross necklace on plain twine strap. Shepherd's crook with small ribbon tied around it.
Personality: Riven tends to be eager to please and often worries too much about what other people think of him, sometimes tripping over himself to do things the right way and gain their approval. This is partly because his big brother was always someone he looked up to and compared to him, Riven feels his own efforts are inferior and partly because he wants to help his parents and other villagers, who are all doing their best. He helps his parents to maintain their family business of a vegetable garden and a small flock of sheep, from which they harvest milk and wool. When he’s not doing that, he is trying to be of help to his tribes’ folk by going on missions assigned by their leader, Kilcarn. He tends to look up to anyone he thinks is very talented or a good person and this being the case, will often become very attached and try to stay close to them. Riven is a gentle natured soul who likes to take care of others. If someone is bleeding he will usually become squeamish and anxious. Riven is sometimes clumsy and often easily flustered. He can also be a blabbermouth, tactless, childish and get easily carried away when he has an idea in his head.

Likes: Riven likes animals because he thinks they are beautiful and he likes taking care of and making friends with them. They are often easier to get along with than people and he admires their natural qualities and talents. Riven also likes nature, appreciating and watching each of the changing seasons, the forest, organically grown foods, flowers and gardening.

Dislikes: People fighting, meat, getting muddy, blood, chipping a hoof, waste or destruction of natural resources

Goals: He wants to get his brother out of the science labs so they can be together as a family again and grow up together. He wants to rescue Mendal. He wants to help his tribe live in peace with other tribes.

Hobbies: Growing things, tending sheep,

People he knows: Bess, Mendal, Midnight,

Backstory/Bio:

Floss: A woman with the same creamy-white colouring as Riven and long hair that fell in soft curls down to her waist turned around upon dainty hooves, drying her hands on a flowery apron tied around her waist over her dress.

Riven's Dad:

Riven's Brother:

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Floss' friends: Floss gestured to Morning and Midnight to sit down. The lounge room was large and had lots of comfy couches and chairs with decorative cushions made by Floss. "Come, take a seat. These are my friends; Judy" Judy was a small hazel coloured centaur about the size of a miniature pony, her horse body spread out across one couch while she worked on sewing more cloth diapers. Her legs and hooves had natural white hair on them called stockings. She waved at them. "Hi! Nice to meet you"

"And this is Dahlia and her sister Tulip" she introduced two more ladies, both types of deer fauns with small horns on their heads. Dahlia had soft orange fur and hair while Tulip had pale purple fur and hair. They both waved and said their greetings.Each of them looked to be sewing more fleecy baby clothes to fit the new babies, their little deer hooves crossed at the ankles neatly as they worked with needles and thread.

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Mendal: A centaur with a dappled grey horse body and wild, dappled grey hair to match. He has a slight Irish lilt.

He's focused and overly serious most of the time. Thinks over things before he speaks and is fairly silent otherwise. He leads missions for Kilcarn and teaches younger ones how to fight and scout. Doesn't like people riding on his back unless he knows them really well. A bit standoffish but a good person at heart. He has the best interests of his tribe in mind at all times.

During the rescue mission to retrieve Misty; another centaur, Mendal was shot and captured by the scientists.

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M'rala: She was very tall, around 6ft. The lower half of her body from the waist down was a sleek blackish brown set of bovine type legs ending in polished split hooves, with a swishy cow's tail dangling at the back of her, a wiry wee tuft gracing the end.

M'rala's skin was a smooth greyish, almost coal-brown, like a watered down shade of a cow's dark hide, and her eyes were large ponds of warm honey brown with a gentle glow, set under her thick lashes. Her hair was a sort of reddish clay hue, and one part formed a tuft on her forehead, while two massive yet thin and straight horns pointed backwards from just above her floppy little cow's ears. Her nose bore a small yet cute gold ring in the middle. She was dressed in the healers' garb of an apron and nurses' hat, with a bunch of herbs clutched in one hand.

She was never one to overlook an injury or complaint, no matter how small it seemed.

Used to know Midnight’s mother the healer who taught M’rala a thing or two

Notes for M'rala: Passing under a banner with a healer’s symbol printed on it, they entered a roomy house with all manner of dried herbs hanging in fragrant bunches from the walls and ceiling. There were also shelves of potions, lotions, bandages and instruments.

Phyllis weed extract – green, hard to get it to go translucent

Jar of pink ointment with red specks in it bearing a similar consistency to a mousse

Antiseptic made of Purplum Pods, their pungent mint-and-grape scent

Threading a super-fine needle with what looked like fishing line or spider silk, although it had a bluish hue.

Salem Beans - She held up a jar full of coloured beads, shaking it with a musical rattle.

M’rala spoke in a slow sounding accent, with a sort of calming lilt to her language and just a hint of playful tease.

The wound is stitched up. And that's ten silver” M’rala replied without looking up, “Though, if you can help me around here from time to time, I’d be willing to lower the price to five. Nice selection, those are powerful painkillers yet little to no side effects. And they taste like sweets. They should be safe for Midnight to take”

“Thanks, it’s a done deal. I’ll help you clean and prepare some of the medicines”,

“Even the purplum pods?”

“Ergh...Yes, even the purplum pods.” She scrunched her face at the idea. The scent from their raw juice somehow absorbed into your skin and you smelled for weeks. Still it was a small price to pay.

Champagne - a Centaur lady at clothing stall: The centaur lady behind the counter gave them a perky grin and her platinum blonde tail swished in amusement. She was a Palomino with a shiny coat the colour of warm gingerbread and her hair and tail of pale beachy sand. No wonder she made centaur clothing! She was wearing some of her own designs and looked like the sort who enjoyed fashion. “Sure thing honey. I make a few different styles of swim wear and they’re all easy to put on. Just follow me and I’ll show you where they are” she spoke to Misty, stepping out from behind the counter and into the aisle between the racks of clothes. “They’re right at the back here”

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Kilcarn: Has a weird name thanks to random keyboard mashings. He looks like a tall man with a unicorn horn protruding from his forehead, has big white feather wings. Pale skin, long white hair tied back in a ponytail. Grass green eyes

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Aidenna: She had a pair of soft black horse ears in place of a humans, and dark brown hair in a messy plait to keep it out of her face, though she had left her fringe out, swept to one side. Her eyes were blackish brown and she had a tall and graceful figure that also showed muscle from working in the smith. Her outfit was a plain shirt and pants with a pair of sturdy boots and a rather grubby apron. "I'm all yours ladies" she joked. No one else was game enough to come near them.

Briar - elk faun, waiter at the dancing faun

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Kura - red deer faun - M'rala's aide

Mr Barrum: owner of the Dancing Fawn Inn does a great forest salad! He makes them interesting, with extra bits like seasonal fruits and nuts and…”

Hoofed Tribe - Savannah Area

Blyds: Antelope faun - has sharp antlers

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Ymell Klamay - stall holder/seller at the savannah markets in the village. She sells herbs. Has romantic feelings for Blyds the antelope faun

Unnamed guard: An antelope woman with backwards facing greyish horns protruding from her sandy red hair spoke to him without lowering her spear, “We are taking you to Ceros. He will know what to do.”

Crawshay: One of the guards, a Zebra type with spiky brown-black hair and long, striped ears, seemed to have some sort of tic happening with his eye at being called tiny. He snorted and one of the hoofed feet stomped the ground as the tip of his spear poked hard into the stranger's neck.

Ceros - leader of the hoofed tribe in Savannah area - a big, surly looking guy with tough grey hide and an impressive horn curving from his forehead. His abode was a well-furnished house with impressive trophies from victories against carnivores. Bones, teeth, tail ends, all were used as a kind of grisly décor, or jewellery to adorn the Rhinoceros’ person. He had some impressive weapons as well. Clearly, this was a guy you did not want to mess with.

Hoofed Tribe - Grassy Fields

Guard Fionna: One was female, a red deer taur with a tan hide and tanned skin tone, like a centaur but instead with the body of a deer and a svelte human form from the waist up. Her hair was long, and ran to her mid back. She carried a bow and a quiver of arrows, and looked to be fast and agile.

Guard Holstien: The other was a cow human hybrid, similar in appearance to a Minotaur, yet differing in his markings of black splotches on a white background; a Holstein Friesian, usually known for being dairy cows, although only the females produce milk. He carried a large axe and several smaller throwing axes on a belt around his waist. He gave a gentle snort, his axe hefted over one shoulder  

[Kasumi Roseglimmer]

Insect Tribe

Pyridae - The woman was slim with bright pinkish-red eyes, hair that was the same colour until halfway down where it became a bright yellow, and a pair of wings that looked similar to a firefly’s splayed on her back. She could well have been a magical fairy, with the way they were glowing, had it not been for her extra pair of spindly arms. Her skin, hair and eyes all gave off a faint glow, some chemical lending her phosphorescence. Two antennae bobbed out from the top of her head, their tips glowing with tiny balls of light.

Insect Tribe Princess - The princess' multifaceted eyes blinked up at her, shifting colours briefly as she gripped on tightly to scorpion girl, her sheer satiny clothes billowing around them. "I - It's okay. I hope you'll be all right Sister!" She sounded scared, confused, but also worried for her dear 'sister', one of her most trusted friends. "Mummy doesn't like it when this happens"  

[Kasumi Roseglimmer]

Humans/Elves Tribe

Peridot The waitress who brought the serving tray over to the table was a human, although she hadn't been completely unaltered from her stint in the compound. Her hair was a pale blue and her eyes were soft mauve, as pretty as a flower

Shy, loves elves

when she was taken from her world and experimented on, apart from changing her hair and eye colour, she was also altered so that her body cannot age, thus making it that she's immortal (unless she dies from illness, injury etc.). She has no idea she's immortal either. biggrin She'd find out later, when her body hasn't aged.

Quoia A woman with flossy pink hair wearing a nurse's uniform tapped against the doorframe of a small room in a medical centre, speaking to the occupant within.

Elven woman - owner of the forest inn at Purri town, called The Wayfarer's Balm  

[Kasumi Roseglimmer]

Flying Tribe

Albia the Harpie Tamer - She had two sets of wings, the top ones larger than the bottom, both of them feathered and mottled with patterns of silver, brown and grey like an owl’s. Her yellow eyes shone from a light copper face, the strands of hair that blew around it in the warm breeze matching the shade of brown on her wings. Her fingertips glinted with sharp talons and her feet were like those of an eagle. There was certainly no mistaking her as a member of the flying tribe.

Her harpies returned one by one and she welcomed them back, petting their beaks or talking to them, mimicking some of their noises.

Doubles some words when speaking

Talana - leader of the Flying tribe

...into another hall, this one with a throne set against the far wall, with a scattering of flower petals leading up to it.

The woman who sat upon the throne had golden wings and matching hair that tumbled in rivers of gold down to the ground, an ornate wing clip holding several folds out of her eyes. She dripped with gems and jewellery and a sheer satin empire dress of the purest blue. Extending a hand, Talana beckoned them forward with a queenly wave of her slender arm. "Albia, welcome back to the nest. What new fledglings have you brought for me to play with?" she inquired, her aqua eyes drifting over the Pegasus and the antlered man that accompanied her.  

[Kasumi Roseglimmer]

Feline tribe

Fria - Nabel's adoptive sister

She was a slender neko girl with hair and fur the colour of delicate sakura blossom, her hair done up in an interesting style.

Two longer strands hung down either side of her shoulders, the ends fitted with silver bells on ribbons, while the rest was tied back into a long ponytail, held by decorative chopsticks that had beads and little fish ornaments dangling off the ends.

Her pale pink feline eyes shifted over to Nabel and she got to her feet, taking some of the herbs out of the bag and going to the kitchen.

Persia - leader of the Feline tribe: A woman stepped away from the others. She had a rather flat nose, large luminous orange eyes and a mane of magnificent white hair to match her large, poofy tail. The tips of her claws were stained with a greenish substance. Her cat ears looked tiny where they peeked out from the bushel of snowy tresses, which were decorated oddly enough, with bushels of flowering herbs.

“Mrrrr, we only allow whom we choose into this valley. It’s a protected place. Any uninvited persons will be chased out of our territory, or worse.” She stared unblinking at the elven girl before sauntering saucily to Kain’s side and reaching out a delicate white hand to touch her fingertips to his knee.

“Is that right, doctor Kain? Is it true that this woman is your new apprentice?” she purred, pouting prettily. “You did not tell us of this. That wasn’t very nice of you”

Admiral: a messenger/runner. A neko boy with mousy hair and matching silver-grey eyes stood there, dressed in the lightweight running garb of their job type. "The doctor has arrived" he said quietly.