OOC Minecraft Username: beeanboozled Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes!! Have you read the rules?: I have read the rules! How did you hear about Avalore?: I was recommended here by some friends!! ^_^  Were you referred to by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: User is wisperingsquids !!! Introduce yourself:Call me beean!! I have experience with a few other rp projects and things like dnd!! I mostly do a lot of character/oc related art but I also do skins sometimes!! Excited to meet everyone!! :D   —   In-Character Read the following prompt: The rhythmic lull of hoofbeats are a marching drum to the small group of pioneers and variety of folk you have found yourself amongst, packed into a wobbling wagon. The rolling plains of the Southern Reach and a clear sky stretch out all around you, the buzz of excited chatter a dull wash in your ears as your mind strays to your former life and what has led you here to new lands.   “Nervous?”   You blink, returning to the present moment. A kindly older woman sat near you is smiling warmly with a crinkle to her eyes.   “I can tell it’s your first time. Still remember mine,” she flashes a grin and leans in.   “Tell me my dear, why have you come to the Reach?”   How do you respond (in character)? (250 word minimum - please make sure to include at least three references to our lore in your response, with two coming from different pages in the Compendium.  Two of the three selected should also be in-depth, avoid simply name-dropping lore terms. Tie the terms into your character's backstory. Why are they important to them?)   — Yvelisse stares out into the vast plains of the Reach, her dark eyes scanning every passing bloom. But her immersion is broken as she turns to the strange. Seemingly caught off guard- it takes her a moment before she smiles to the senior.“Ah- is it that obvious?”“I’ve… never wandered this far out of Rulan.” A bit of laughter escapes her before she reaches up to comb through the hair framing of her face.  The older lady mimics her snicker, holding a smile“Seems you’ve traveled far. Are you on your way to the Spire?”As the elderly stranger spoke, they came to realize they had lost the Greatling’s attention.  However, after a moment, Yvelisse turns back. “Apologies- I’ve never seen such grasslands! There’s much more flora than one would expect!” she pauses, realizing she’s gotten off track, she clears her throat before composing herself.“I am on my way to the Spire- or that is the goal. I wish to get a better understanding of the mystic elements that lie within the other residents!” an oblivious answer; her more isolationist lifestyle leaving her with a blurred understanding of the arcane.  “Oh- and not to mention the history- and the architecture! I’m simply eager to see it all.”The lady gives another polite chuckle, finding herself a bit lost in the girl’s tangents, but she seems motivated. “Well, I wish you luck with that dear.”She turns away now satisfied with the introduction, despite not exchanging names-“Tell me-” Yvelisse continues, as she flips through a small and worn journal, “Have you heard anything about these ‘Divine Gardeners’ during your travels? I was hoping to find out more, but truthfully I have no clue where to start! You mentioned this wasn’t your first time on the road, correct?” She finally pauses, awaiting an answer from the now startled older woman.“I- uh… this is not my first trek, but I have not spent enough time around the Spire to give advice for such a search-”Yvelisse interrupts, continuing her rant; “You see- in the mythos they mention these “domains” which defy the rules of our mortal realm. I am hoping to discover more- oh- maybe I’ll even meet one!” Her main races with the idea, the questions she could ask- the things she could learn-   At this point, Yvelisse’s curiosity turns to rambles, and most of the other passengers have gone to block out her voice. It was a long ride, which allowed Yvelisse’s mind to wander as she yapped on to herself.   But were her own thoughts and current understandings enough to get her where she wanted? That was the one question that overtook more of Yvelisse’s rumination. —   Character Name:  Yvelisse Montagnier.   Character Race: Greatling.   Character Age: 26 years old   Brief Physical Description: As a Greatling, Yvelisse stands at an average 7'0". Beyond that however, she has a bit more of a stand-offish appearance. Her lighter skin contradicts the expected nomad lifestyle of most Greatlings. This in addition to her ashen-blonde mane keeps her figure weirdly cohesive; her fair silhouette only broken by the contrast of her deep-gray eyes. Her forehead is adorned with ginger colored, floral-like tattoos. From her head sprouts two straight-pointed horns, one growing in shorter than the other. At their base they appear to be a golden yellow color which fades to a gray.Despite her slightly uncanny quality, her body language portrays her as a friendly individual.    Image of Skin and Figura Model:*Note: This isn't entirely finished. All key features will remain the same, but I plan to create her different attire as well as get her horns down with figura.*