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The Imaginary World

The Tundra

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a part of The Imaginary World, by mistmantle.

If you can tolerate the cold, The Tundra is beautiful and peaceful. It is home to many gentle animals, but visitors beware of the legend of the Snow Beast...

mistmantle holds sovereignty over The Tundra, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Although The Tundra is very cold, it is beautiful and a nice place to visit. But, created by a nightmare, is the rumor of a Snow Beast... Only few have seen it and even fewer survive encounters. If you do survive, you are usually mad. Most of it's victims ramble about its red eyes. Some even say it speaks. Some say it isn't a beast at all! Who knows, maybe you'll put these rumors to rest by trying your luck in The Tundra.
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The Tundra

If you can tolerate the cold, The Tundra is beautiful and peaceful. It is home to many gentle animals, but visitors beware of the legend of the Snow Beast...

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The Tundra is a part of Imaginary and Beautiful World.


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Character Portrait: Sean West
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Sean sat in the cold wind of The Tundra, his pale face covered in snow and his nose and cheeks red. It has been... three? No, four days without an accident. For him, that was pretty good.
Tired of the cold, Sean's eyes turned yellow and body slowly changed. His fingernails grew into claws and teeth sharpened into fangs. His coat became fur. And soon, instead of a handsome boy, sat an innocent looking bear. He rolled himself up, his chain ringing as he moved. But, his ear perked up as he heard the giggle of a nearby child. Quickly, Sean turned back to human form, his eyes now glowing yellow.
"No," he whispered. "Stay away!" he screamed to the child, praying it would value his warning. The child's curious footsteps grew closer. "GET OUT OF HERE!" he yelled as loud as he could. He began to shake uncontrollably. He held his head in his hands, but his muscles tensed and his veins showed. He jerked up from his position, his eyes completely golden.
When the child reached him, she met a pair of vicious smiling fangs and red eyes.
Days without accident: 0

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Character Portrait: Sean West Character Portrait: Eran Quoan O.
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Eran Quoan O.


Eran enjoyed the cold. He often goes to the Tundra and just relaxed there and stayed. It was like his second home..., not like he had a home to begin with.

"Elala!", he shouted, spotted a small red fox coming into his direction. He was already familiar with her. It was a young fox from a young family who was living under a big root of a tree. It was nice inside, that's for sure. He was really happy for Elala to have such a nice family. He patted Elala's head gently and smiled. A glimpse of sadness was shown in his eyes, but he hold his own feelings back. He didn't wanted Elala to sense it. He wanted that fox girl to be happy meeting him.
And she was kind of happy, well, she seem to enjoy him patting her head, then suddenly bite into his clothes and scretched it. She wanted him to come along. "Wait... I can't right now. I play in another time with you, okay?" He was a bit in a hurry to see the landscape from a tree and wanted to relax a bit. The little fox understood and went back to her parents home. Eran waved as a goodbye. He envied her having a family.

Then he stood up, made the snow fall from his clothes and went for a big tree. It was his second home also known as his most time hanging place. As he wanted to climb the tree up, the silence of the tundra was interrupted by a scream. Wondered, from where it came from, Eran climbed up quickly and watched the scene very shocked:
He saw a boy. He held his head in his hands, but his muscles tensed and his veins showed. He jerked up from his position, his eyes completely golden. Then he spotted a child. When the child reached him, she met a pair of vicious smiling fangs and red eyes. He killed him.
Erans hands shaked full of fear. He wasn't used to see so much blood. He was terrified, how a boy could shape- shift to such a terrifying creature. He was really mad at himself not being able to do anything against him killing that child. He felt very useless.

"You..! Why did you do that to a mere child...?" Without thinking straightly, he yelled at that creature- boy, but he didn't ran away. He just stood there on the tree and waited for him to answer.

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Eran Quoan O.


This was unacceptable for Eran, who still had a pure heart, was very angry at that beast. The normally shy Eran, who never showed his real justice sense to anybody, was red because of anger. He still had fear too, but the anger managed to make his fear go away. He climbed down the tree. With a pouting face, he tramped angrily to the direction of the beast. He saw him to be very full, had a somekind of a smirk on his face that wanted to mess around more with Erans anger and so he fasten his steps.

He noticed his behaviors was a bit strange. What does he do there? Was he... then he spotted the chains on his feets and felt a joy in his heart. Now, it wouldn't be easy for him to escape him. He would easily... what? What was he going to do? Kill that beast? Eran stood still all of the sudden. Thinking. What was he about to do? Killing?

Eran would never do something like that, although it was against a killing beast. He was too pure hearted for such a murderous thought. What did he expect to do? Make him, that beast, hear him out and learn from that? He couldn't be! His thoughts was interrupted by a horrid cry in that beasts direction, what made him shake through all the parts of his body. He was scared. He looked up carefully and glanced at the direction where the horrid cry came from...

But then he saw the unbelievable: That beast turned to be a scrawny boy with black hair and pale skin! It was shocking for him. Eran never met shapeshifters and was, for a couple of second, very speechless. A boy? Such a frail boy is that beast? "T-That's..." He didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to react. He doesn't know anything.

Slowly, very slowly he stepped forward and had a complete different view of the situation now. That boy looked... pitful. Although he was covered with blood, what very much came from that kid he killed, but still, he had such an... innocent face that Eran couldn't believe that the beast was actually him. He squat down beside him and carefully touch his neck, wanting to check, if he is dead... or not.

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Character Portrait: Sarz Therimine the Third
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Sarz enters The Tundra and stands beside a medium sized ditch.
"Good." He gets in the ditch slowly and checks his robe.
"I forgot the blanket...curses." He stabs his bow, upright, into the ground. He itches his head, thinking. He gets an idea. He tears at the snow, making a small indent in the middle of the ditch, before hollowing out a bit in the bank. Sarz sits in the bank indent.
"Perfect...now for a fire." Sarz jumps out of the ditch and gathers some sticks, he comes back and dumps the stick in the middle. He begins rubbing two of the sticks together, hoping for a spark in the chill.
"Come on..." Sarz rubs the sticks faster. He stops, puts another sap ball in his mouth and continues, getting faster. Finally, after ten minutes, smoke rises and a spark turns into fire. He sits in the hole in the bank and relaxes.

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Eran Quoan O.


Eran flinched as that boy opened his eyes. He was curious, scared and was confused what he should do know. As that boy seem to wonder about him touching his neck, Eran could just blush slightly, really confused and embarassed.

"Ah!"

As that boy screamed, he flinched again and distanced himself from that boy. What? Why did he scream? A feel of pity went through Eran, while still had his stare on that boy as he shaked like crazy. And at the time he wanted to go away, he stepped back and was ready for a strike, holding his hands in front of him, being on guard. But as he slumped into the snow again, Eran relaxed a bit, though without being off guard. But he seem... confused to him. Scared and... confused. Eran didn't know what to do and continued to stare at him.

"If you're going to kill me, do it,"

Now he had come back to the thing he had wondered about. What was he going to do with that boy, whose strengh had lost him and carving for death? Was he stupid? Or just... he didn't saw any other possible answer? Was he desperate? A small hurting feeling he had... Eran went through the same pain. Now he pitied that boy in front og him. He had no longer the intention to kill him.

"Kill me."

Eran sighed. "I will not do that. But you come with me. I want to know what is... inside you that made you like this." He gave the bones of that boy a side glance and neared that boy again, now trying to open the chains, wanting to save him. So he wouldn't end up being a small coward that turns his back from reality... like him.

He managed to open it and offered that boy his hand. "Stand up." He demanded with a strong voice.