PLACE IN SOCIETY;
FAMILY;
TRAITS + TENDENCIES;
► Name ➔ “Anwyle Ahearn, but most just call me Anne.
► Are you single ➔ “No, I am dating the father of my child.”
► Are you happy ➔ “Yes, rather tired and achey most of the time, but happy none the less.”
► Are you angry? ➔ “No. I used to be, but have decided that life is not for me anymore.”
► Are your parents still married ➔ “They were when my mother died some time ago, so technically yes?”
NINE FACTS
► Birth Place ➔ “I believe I was born in Theramore. It was while my mother was stationed there. Either that or one of the many towers she was at. I can’t be sure.”
► Hair Color ➔ “Red”
► Eye Color ➔ “Green.”
► Birthday ➔ “March...
FIRST RULE :
Tag nine muses you would like to know better!
SECOND RULE :
bold the statements that are true for your muse ( italics for situational/verse dependent )
APPEARANCE
· I am 5'7" or taller
· I wear glasses
· I have at least one tattoo.
· I have at least one piercing
· I have blonde hair
· I have brown eyes
· I have short hair
· My abs are at least somewhat defined
· I have or have had braces
PERSONALITY
· I love meeting new people.
· People tell me that I’m funny.
· Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me.
· I enjoy...
Your Result:Cleric
You are a cleric! Your power is a gift from the Gods themselves to reward your devotion to their rituals and ideals. Being conduits of divine power, clerics are best known for their ability to heal wounds and destroy unnatural, evil creatures such as the undead. However, depending on the deity you are dedicated to, you are granted additional specialized power according to your God’s tastes. A cleric of a war deity, for instance, is a supernaturally talented warrior, while a Goddess of the forests might grant her disciples the ability to influence animals and plants. A cleric is a tough and dedicated crusader who usually channels divine energy to heal and protect but is equally capable of smiting their foes with...
Originally posted by thekryptonianandthecitygirl
55% Caregiver
Friendly, sincere, and compassionate, the Caregiver finds their reward in helping others. No one could ask for a better best friend.
36% Spiritual
The Spiritual seeks a deeper meaning. For them, the journey of faith is never-ending. Thoughtful and compassionate, they have a strong sense of moral obligation.
9% Advocate
The Advocate is the one everyone wants on their side. In the name of justice, they are not afraid to challenge authority or speak up for others.
Anne was sitting inside the kitchen of her father’s townhome in the mage district just listening to all of the commotion going on outside. She had done her best to keep herself sequestered away from doing much of anything for the past few weeks. Not only was it getting rather difficult to get around, but the talks of war on the horizon kept on flitting into her ears, making her rather nervous.
She was trying her hardest to keep calm so that this wouldn’t be too detrimental to herself and the child she was rather far along with. She had taken Locke’s advice and just went out for the essentials, and even then it was generally with either himself or her father helping her to keep her distracted. But today was different....
01. Full name: “Anwyle Brackwater, it was recently changed from Ahearn since I eloped last week.”
02. Best friend: “Either Locke if you’re only counting people, but if animals are included, ether one of my two corgi’s Keeye or Toni”
03. Sexuality: “Heterosexual.”
04. Favorite color: “Silver.”
05. Relationship status: “Married, as of about a week ago.”
06. Ideal mate: ”Locke Brackwater. him and our son mean everything to me, and I couldn’t find a better person to spend my life with.”
07. Turn-ons: “A good kisser, compassion, commitment, someone who will do anything for me. And really everything about Locke tends to turn me on.”
08. Favorite food: “Scones, and pandaren food.”
09. CrushesRead more
Name: Anwyle Brackwater
Age: 27
Height: 5′4″
Weight: 106 lbs
Blood Type: O Neg(yeah, she’s a universal donor)
Eye color: Green
Hair color: Light reddish brown
Date of Birth: March 12th
Zodiac sign: Pisces
Shoe size: 4
Favorite Color(s): Silvers and light blues
Favorite smell(s): Bakery type items like bread and sweets, flowers, Locke, freshly fallen snow, the sea, roses in paricular
Birth Gem: Aquamarine
Race: Human
Talent(s): Alchemy, baking, playing guitar, herb gathering, gardening, healing,
A wish they have always wanted: To have been there when her first husband actually died so she could possibly save him.
An item they hold dear to their heart: She has a collection that she had dried and...
01. Full name:
Anwyle Marie Brackwater
02. Best friend:
Human wise it is her hubby Locke Brackwater, of the four legged variety it would be either one of her two dogs, Toni or Keeye
03. Sexuality:
Heterosexual
04. Favorite color:
Silver or white
05. Relationship status:
Married
06. Ideal mate:
Locke, he fits every requirement here.
07. Turn-ons:
Being courageous.
08. Favorite food:
Scones by far are her favorite, but anything homemade is high up there.
09. Crushes:
She really doe think that Anduin Wrynn is rather handsome now, but the main one is on her hubby.
10. Favorite music:
Anything that can be considered Singer/songwriter type. Or anything that is folk music.
11. Biggest fear:
Her past...
Appearance -
The Facts -
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Anne was sitting in her living room staring at the empty hearth in front of her. It hadn’t been used in months. Actually, since their little one had been conceived, as a matter of fact. Her mind brought her back to images of that night and the warmth that she had felt from him was a brief respite from it feeling so cold in there now. Then after Toni scampered up to her and laid his head on her lap to try and cheer her up from the mood she was in she looked around to see the packed bag, guitar case and small little picnic basket that was sitting next to the door and readied herself to leave for the cemetery.
Today would be even more strange than it had been in recent weeks. She hadn’t even been able to hop onto Zenon...
Anne laid her hand on her ever growing belly as she stood in front of the mirror in her room. the bump was starting to become noticeable to her below all of the baggy clothing she had started wearing, but it wouldn’t be long before she would start to hear the whispers going around the camp. Even though she had started feeling the tension of the people who had been returning from war she knew it wouldn’t hinder their ability to see her form getting bigger each passing week.
Sighing Anne decided to lay down on the bed and wait for the nightly ritual to come where she would sit and talk to Locke for a few hours and mostly just listen to his voice when he talked of how his day was and got updates on the dogs. She was having a...
His recovery had finally completed, and with the repairs coming to a close as well he knew the time had come to face the reality. Being a soldier would take him far away from here, and from her. It was hard to entertain such thoughts around what was supposed to be a joyous time of year. He needed a distraction, and knowing that people gave gifts, he’d just have to find the perfect one.
His thoughts eventually falling to only one option. A replacement for him, at least, in a manner. Another furry companion for her to tend to and fill her quiet times with joy. Something similar to Toni would do, as long as it had a little of his flair. In his search and inquiring he found just the one and would present him to her the next...
After spending some time with her father in Stormwind she returns with Toni to Hearthglen with a few different presents wrapped in a corgi wrapping paper and looks to Locke with a large smile on her face. Letting him know about her adventures and that she let her father know about the both of them, the pair walks back inside her home and she hands him the few different presents she had found for him in Stormwind.
In the first box he would find two different models of a couple different airships. They would be scale models like the ones in the pictures for him to put together himself and to give him an airship that he could put together himself.
The next item would be just a set of sheet music for a guitar without any other...
Through the entire ride that she made her mind was elsewhere and everyone was very able to tell. She had placed the order weeks ago, but she had no idea how she would get down to stormwind to pick it up aside for right now, but this was her time of sacrifice, and it wouldn’t be right for her to go and pick it up, but it didn’t leave her mind for the entire time she was at the graveside, then finally after an hour or so one of the newer soldiers and asked her what was on her mind. The others deciding to stand back in case she answered the same way she always does, but unlike her normal routine she actually told the boy the situation and he responded that perhaps the voice in her mind was that of her husband and he was telling...