Feral Heart

 Klein smiled lightly back. "Thought I'd meet you again. Long time, no see, hasn't it?" He rubbed the back of his head.

 Blend groaned in agony. "Geez, I wish I could get more col." she looked up and stomped the ground. "I mean, I could go on a dungeon raid or something," she looked down at her nails. "but I would need a party, and I don't good with parties. Guilds..." she shivered. "Guilds are even worse."

(I had finished the amazing Skyrim not to long ago, so.. may I join?)

-Name: Shy'en'ak
-Gender: Female
-Age: 22
-Race: Khajit
-Personality: Shy'en rarely ever lies or slanders, but she can curse like a salior. She doesn't mind to kill any living thing, as long as there's a reason to and it has something worth taking. In her free time, she makes potions and armor/weapons. She likes to help those in need, and is often a tad soft-spoken. She is very outgoing when near people she has seen at least one time. She also likes and studies dragons (*cough*wyverns*cough*), believing that they should not be killed
-Description: Shy'en has a tanish-pale colored coat with markings of a cheetah. Her eyes are a bright, wide green. She usually has her black-ish hair down with her ears periced with simple rings. She wears iron head to toe, and sometimes will wear steel.
-Profession/Organization: None; travels, hunts, and fights alone
-Bio: Shy'en loved her orginial home, but she loved Skyrim even more. Once she traveled with a caravan to Skyrim, she fell in love with it immediately.
-What do you think of the war?: Netrual, she likes both sides
-Where, in Skyrim, do you live?: Does not live anywhere in particular, but likes to stay in Whiterun
-Weapon: Dual-wields one-handed weapons of various enchantments. Her most commonly used weapons are an Ancient Nord War Axe of Cold and a Steel mace. Sometimes will use a bow with Fire enchantment  

(Sorry I haven't been active, I find it more legit to type on computer than a hand-held, and I edited my charries' bios a bit too. This line will be long)

Blend finally arrived in a fairly large town, unfortunately not running into any enemies along the way. She had been wanting to level up for a while, but luck never seemed to be on her side. She felt as if a warm meal would tend to her dissatisfaction. She walked into a diner, awaiting to be seated. She ended up in a booth near a creepy guy with tattoos all over his arms, along with a blue-haired woman. She ordered a bowl of soup, deciding it would be better to eat something light while she would listen to other people's conversations, a very bad habit she had.

 Azun strolled around the forest floor. He was aimlessly walking about, hoping to run into something devious or tough he could get a good lot of experience off of. He heard something rustle in the distance. Azun squinted a bit to see what it was, not daring to use night vision, he usually saved that for more drastic measures. He picked up a small pebble off the ground and hurled it at a tree nearest to the site of the sound. The bushes moved more dramatically, and a few hushed, unintelligible voices could be heard. Feeling devastated, he unsheathed his dagger, the only weapon he had at the moment, a threw it at the same tree with his aim purposefully off.

 The weapon struck its target, and its target was apparently stronger than Azun, as it didn't disintegrate into shards. It was a player, angry that he had been struck by an unidentified user. "Hey, what's your problem?!" he yelled at Azun. The man wore a red headband of some sort, wielding a katana. Seeing the accused enemy player as a child, he lowered his deadly weapon. Azun stood paralyzed with fear, not expecting a player. "M-my bad..." he attempted to stop trembling, but he only regressed. The man blinked, then sighed. "That's fine, my bad for startling you." he gave Azun back his orient knife. "That's a nice piece of work you have there." the man commented. "By the way, I'm Klein." Azun took back his weapon and sheathed it. "Thanks, I'm Azun. Nice to meet you." Azun loosely held out his hand, Klein shook it. "You too." Klein stepped back a bit. "Well, I need to go meet someone up in town. it's up that way." he pointed to the north, as soon was stepping backwards that way. Azun smiled as Klein left, this was one of the the first friends he had met in a while. He still lounged about the undergrowth and clearings, still hoping to find something to skin experience off of.

(As I said, I can't roleplay someone else's character very well. (And, Yumi, because Klein is labeled your favorite character, my deepest apologies for failing to do a good job at it.))  

(Okay, I'll probably only post once though...)

(All right then, I'll play as Klein, not that I'll do a good job at it. >3> When do we start?)