Faline
This is MY site.  Hehehe.  Yes, my site.  So, if you don't like me go amay butt munch..



But then again, I don't know why you'd want to do that . . .
The Story


Foam Fighting


The Dragon Sisters


The Brotherhood of the Falcon


Pictures

Contacting the Elf
You are weirdo number
to be sucked in by my stupidity. Congradulations!
Don't you feel special
The Story

I am so incredibly lazy I will not write down my entire story.  Hell, I don't even HAVE an entire story.  It's just a bunch of jumbled words and thoughts, much like the rest of my wonderful exhistence.

Basically, my father was a king but on the day of my birth, he was killed for his crown.  My mother was banished from the kingdom and I was left at the care of strange elf things.

I grew up to be an assassin and friend of the gods.  From there, I saved Middle Earth from the other Earth and blah blah blah . . . Joined the Militia, destroyed the Militia, joined the Brotherhood.  And like I said, it's all good. 
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Foam Fighting and me . . .

I've been fighting for over a year.  Best damned year of my teen-age years really.  I met lots of cool people, fought with some awesome bitch asses, and had an all around great time . . . now about the after parties . . . all I am is an age . . . damn them.
The Dragon Sisters

Well, like the site says, Bahli thought of getting us chicks together so we could fight better and party better and it's fucking rocked since then.  Hell yeah!
The Brotherhood of the Falcon

My latest endeavor.  I joined to avoid politics.  The politics followed.  But hell, I'm gonna have fun and only a few select people and or things are going to stop me. 

I attended my very first battle as Brotherhood on September 7th.  It was the Northlands Crown War, dur, and it was lots of fun.  Damn, that rush of power as we stepped forward was amazing.  but then again, you all probably think I'm crazy.  I'm not crazy.  **snicker**  Just blonde.
The Full and Unabridged Pictures of Faline
Fait moi une sanwich!
Sure it hurt.  But after the second shot of Absinthe, Faline couldn't remember who Slarin even was, let alone what he tried to stick where . . .
Me and my home dogs at Crown War
Filth fights me . . .
Stabbed in the Back!  Oh the tradegdy!
Teaming up against Cornstalk.  He doesn't have a chance . . .
Dancing Distracts, it really does!
**sings**  "This is what it sounds like . . When Doves Cry . . . "
Yeah, take it Helter
Why do I always have to fight the weird ones?
I show Togo how stupid it looks when he runs.  He's blown away, naturally.
I have a problem resisting Dave's body parts.  It's an addition really . . .
For more, fun-filled and larger, action, click on a picture to see the full version!
Contact the elf . . . why would you want to do that?  **big grin**
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