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Southern Alacritia Natives



Vesta I

Loner

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1 Year
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10-15-2014, 03:53 PM (This post was last modified: 10-16-2014, 02:06 PM by Vesta I.)
The Oracle


Love is the joy of the good


the wonder of the wise





Ojiṣẹ Oluwa - The Oracle of the Tahtla - 2 years of age


The name Ojiṣẹ Oluwa translates out of the language of the Tahtla to be 'Prophet' which is quite fitting for the role that she possesses. The Oracle by the name of Ojiṣẹ Oluwa is a woman of purity. To represent this matter, the Great Goddess gave her a coat of pure white and to represent her kindness and strength, she was given a medium blue eye color. Since she has the protection of the Great Goddess and that of the tribe, she does not need to be large and she stands at a height of 26 inches. She does not weigh much either with only 100 pounds of muscles and bones and fat to account for. The spiritual leader of the tribe is a character of kindness but prideful as well as the great mother would be.


LET THE WIND CARRY YOU FAR, DEEP, AND WIDE...



Despite the kindness that she cares at a wolf, she holds a realm of power and fear for she is the Oracle and her word is the word of the Great Goddess and that holds her responsible for the fate of her tribe. As a servant to the Great Goddess, she believes in purity and obedience. She is always watching the tribe carefully to make sure no wolves try to defy the Great Goddess. She can be stubborn and she believes that there is more to her than just being a prophet of the Goddess that the Tahtla worship.


She is confident and remains physically, mentally, and emotionally stable. She tries her best to keep calm at all times and looks to her Elders just as they look to her for wisdom that the Great Goddess does not share with her right away. Ojiṣẹ Oluwa is no shy wolf. She is not afraid to speak her mind because she knows that she gives the word of Otito Iya herself.


THIS IS WHO I AM... RP SAMPLE



The Oracle had been resting peacefully within the southern confines of Alacritis in order to meditate and receive messages from the goddess that she praised so often. Her sleek white fur was pressed up against a dull grey rock as she searched the waters below her for some sort of sign or omen. It had been a matter of a few months since the Great Goddess had warned her of the calls from across the water. She had to admit that she was quite troubled by the news. Was it true that these wolves, these savages were breaking the sacred rule? It was the one rule that the Goddess had set in place. It was the ONE RULE and yet the uncultured wolves from across the water were breaking it.


What if her family, the tribe, thought that they could do it? What if they turned away from her and the Great Goddess? She was almost certain that the Elders would not allow that to happen but what of the younger wolves? Would some of them break the one rule that had been put to place? Would they try to claim land against the wishes of the Great Goddess, Elders, and the Oracle? Would they dare?









the amazement of the Gods.Ojiṣẹ Oluwa