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Post by Perception on Nov 5, 2015 2:57:33 GMT
QUEEN ANTHEIA DYER Lets know the basics Full Name: Queen Antheia Dyer. Alias: [If any] Anthe, Lady Wise, Queen, Majesty. Gender: Female. Species: High Elves. Age: 130 years old. Sexuality: Straight/Heterosexual.
Social Status: [Royalty, nobility, middle class, etc.] Nobility - (Lady Antheia Dyer). Kingdom they originated from: Vuorian. Occupation: [If any] Lady of Nobility, Warrioress(?), Adviser. Skills:
One handed weapon skill - Antheia has some arm strength, allowing her to actually pick up small offensive/defensive weapons like swords or daggers. She is rather quick too, thus being rather agile on the battle field.
Conjuration magic skill - Antheia, when tired or exhausted from close combat will often this her magic skills to try and 'finish' her target off, or vice versa. She may occasionally conjure aspirations of herself to fool or confuse her opponent, but she generally opts for a beast like creature that appears rather frightful and impossible to kill.
Enchantment skill - Antheia often will add extra buffs or improvement on jewelry or her daggers through this skill. However, it does require the right items, and sometimes they may be harder to obtain than she initially expected. She may often enchant items for others, if she is feeling generous.
What does she look like? Antheia is a slender women whom also has the height that reflects her species. She has strong arm strength due to her ability to master weapon and close to close combat. Her skin is creamy white while her hair is a golden blonde hue. She takes time and effort to prepare her hair, predominantly having it laced up off her face and littered with small but elegant little plats. Antheia is proud of her long golden hair. Her face is round but broad. She has a small nose, full red lips and gleaming icy blue eyes.
Her attire generally consists of leather, fur or linen based materials. If she is wandering the castle, or village scenery, than she can typically be found wearing a light linen dress, with a coat of fur draped across her shoulders. However, if she is seen on the battle field, one could not suspect she is of noble heritage for she dresses in dark leather with armor to protect herself. Antheia takes a great deal of pride in the way she presents herself. She likes looking pretty and wearing expensive items to enhance her attire.
Personality Outgoing, kind and wise. These are the traits which fit Antheia's personality the best. Antheia is a very friendly and outgoing women. She is easy to talk to, and gets along with almost everyone. Antheia is rather wise in the respect that she plans and organizes her actions before execution. She is calm and logical - often calculating the positives and negatives beforehand. However, one could view this trait as rather serious and too particular, but that is a large part of who she is. She is certainly very friendly, but she likes to be logical with her actions, for she understands that one's actions could easily affect another person - not just oneself.
A negative trait that Antheia possesses is the lack of empathy and the occasional sharp tongue. She struggles to see and understand how others may feel in their given situation. She certainly feels sorrow or pity for other's misfortune, but simply cannot place herself in their footsteps. This lack of empathy often makes her seem rather cold and bitter especially if one comes to her regarding something dissatisfying.
Debatable as to whether a negative or not, but Antheia also can be rather head-strong and determined. She will purposely do what she believes is right, even if those around her claim otherwise. Antheia often finds others to be rather irrational at times, and if they carry out a task she believes is foolish, she will do everything within her power to avoid following the crowd with the given task.
Secret's hidden? Parents Mother: Altheia Dyer {deceased due to blood loss - child birth} Father: Tanith Dyer {deceased through combat}
Siblings Brother: Ivan Dyer {deceased - stillborn}
Antheia grew up in the village; both of her parents being nobility. Their marriage was arranged; a classic tale between parents preparing for their children for marriage. Antheia imagined that her parents would have protested, well at least her mother anyway. Antheia's mother was a hot-tempered and rather feisty women with a stubborn nature, while her father being an intelligent and wise man of persistence and courage. The duo were practically opposites, but love actually existed between the two. Antheia was the first born and boy did her parents love her. They ensured that she had the best of tutors for they wanted their daughter to be literate and to one day be defined as a true 'scholar'. Both of Antheia's parents were intelligent and so, she rather enjoyed their little discussions around the wooden oak table in their dining quarters. Her father, Tanith even allowed for her to learn basic close combat. Her Aunt {father's sister} was killed rather recently at the time by an attacker who wanted her jewels that she wore around her neck. She had never been a good fighter, and ended up dying in the incident. Her father had been outraged and had decided to pay for his only daughter to learn combat to defend herself.
Antheia enjoyed the fighting lessons. She enjoyed the power it gave her as she was actually able to fight for what she cared for, and protect what she loved. Her mother, before she became pregnant a second time, also taught her magical abilities. Antheia was rather poor at many, but surprisingly capable at conjuration. Her mother's own expertise skill, too.
Antheia would have been still rather young when her mother died in child-birth. She had a son, who her father later named Ivan. It was a rough time for Antheia, for she was close to her mother. Antheia felt as though a giant hole had been made. Tanith, Antheia's father seemed to ignore the fact that he had lost his wife and son. He focused on his occupation which was at the time, the commander of men. He started acting foolish as time progressed, and Antheia expected it was the death finally catching up on him. It would have been 10 years later when he actually died himself in combat. Antheia was still rather young, but old enough to make it on her own. The skills her parents had taught her were finally useful; fighting off thieves and using her intelligence to make a life for herself. Antheia does not like to discuss her parents death. She simply keeps it secret. If one asks, then she may change the topic, or explain, but never in great detail.
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Post by Perception on Nov 25, 2015 8:29:26 GMT
real freedom lasts in the wilderness, not in civilization #### @tag Who am I?
Full Name: Kelenia Saor Roose. (Saor: Middle name. Means 'free' in Irish). Alias: Kel, Lenia, Roose, Nature's child. Gender: Female. Species: Human. Age: 18 years old. Sexuality: Straight, heterosexual.
Social Status: Middle class. Kingdom they originated from: Vuorian Occupation: Warrioress,
What can I do?
Archery Kelenia is nimble and quick on her feet. She can scamper from one end of the terrain to the other - firing arrows with ease. She enjoys using a bow and arrow, it is probably one of her greatest strengths.
Animal Mimicry Kelenia, the lover of nature, is truly one for within the forest. She can morph herself into the form of animals nearby.
War Cry Kelenia, often when in the form of an animal (using above ability) will release a wild and penetrating war cry. This cry fills the creatures around her with thirst for battle, and enthusiasm.
What do I wear?
Structurally, Kelenia is a very thin and petite female with no predominant muscle showing. She is light on her feet, quick and nimble; certainly one with nature. Her strength lies in her legs - climbing and running, as well as her ability to shoot an arrow. Kelenia's skin is a pasty white and her hair is of a darker hue of red. In fact, it almost appears light brown in certain lights. It is loose, with only the fridge laced back.
Kelenia dresses in scarce attire; occasionally throwing a warm fur over her shoulders if traveling in winter terrain. She enjoys the fresh air and feeling of nature against her warm, bare skin. She wears minimalist clothes, often warm but worn leathers and armor around her shoulders, back and high thighs. Her boots are of high quality, as they should be - she often runs everywhere, and relies on them for excessive climbing. On her thigh, she has a hilt in which she keeps her small dagger. On her back, is a perch for her bow and arrow. Her dagger is typically for more show than anything else. Her ability to master a sword is rather poor, regardless, she keeps it as a back up.
What am I like?
Free Kelenia is a large lover of nature. She enjoys the forests and the animals that roam them. She often spends more time in the grassy terrain than anywhere else. She is certainly a free spirit and will do as she pleases, when she pleases. She obeys most rules, but certainly isn't afraid to break any.
Humble Kelenia is rather humble and modest. She doesn't brag about her accomplishments, or go out of her way to tell others what she has achieved. She simply smiles to herself, a small smirk or two. She doesn't view herself as anything superior when it comes to war or anything else really. She does what she does because she enjoys it. She does things because she wants to, not for the reward or for the compliments she may get.
Laid-back Kelenia is very much the laid-back and relaxed time. She doesn't stick to schedules or times. She doesn't fuss if something terrible happens. She just takes it as it comes.
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Post by Perception on Nov 25, 2015 8:51:16 GMT
words that are so bittersweet #### ♦ @tag Blahblahblah - about me..
Full Name: Lady Emysia Donati (E-Miss-EE-ya) Alias: The Red Warrior - Due to her sassy, and hot tempered nature Gender: Female. Species: Dragon Age: 450 years old. Sexuality: Heterosexual.
Social Status: Nobility Kingdom they originated from: Born in Acrul, but moved to Ponterion a few years ago Occupation: Currently she is a Notary within the Kingdom of Ponterion.
What can I do?
A sense of foreboding: Emysia is able to sense when dangerous, or very very bad situations arise. She typically receives the terrible situations in means of visions. But, sometimes it is merely a feeling.
Elemental magic - fire: Emysia is able to expel a large amount of fire from her jaws, when in her true form. When she is not, she also is able to conjure up balls of fire within her palms.
What do I look like?
Emysia is an average sized women; her body is lean and her arms are thin and appear rather weak as does most of her body. However, this is poorly portrayed as due to her dragon lineage, she is rather in fact strong. Emysia has long chocolate hued hair that forms ringlets and slight pinkish cheeks. Her eyes are bright leafy green. Her lips are a salmon pink and her cheek bones rather tight and visible in her expressions.
Emysia dresses in a rather formal attire, always seeming to overdress than under. She can typically be found wearing handcrafted, unique, brightly colored gowns that come right down to her heels. She often is layered in priceless gems and jewels, as well as fine rings and bangles.
History
Emysia was born in the Kingdom of Acrul, with her parents. Unfortunately, her mother died when she was a mere child and so never really managed to bond with her. Emysia and her father, however, were very close. Her father was one of the greatest in the kingdom - he was a noble's personal notary. He was brilliant at what he did, and he passed on much of his knowledge to his young daughter. She loved the information she obtained from her father and often used it to her advantage especially when things got tricky - not that it happened often, mind you.
One day, Emysia's father managed to win a court over for what was thought to be an impossible case. The rulers were pleased with the outcome and thanked him by praising his family name as a name of nobility. 100 years later, Emysia's father was assassinated by some of the Kingdom's enemies. They managed to get to Emysia and threaten her - forcing her to use her nobility status to obtain valuable information against the Acrul kingdom. She did well and pleased the Kingdom's enemies, although leaving behind a trail of broken hearts. She slept around, lied, and even killed under control of the Acrul traitors. It wasn't long though until these enemies no longer had use for Emysia and wished to end her life as she simply knew too much. Emysia managed to fight her way out of the conflict, killing two of the men after her. She quickly fled to Ponterion where she knew the enemies would not search for her for they had no interest there. She did however change her name to Emysia before arriving in her new home, just to be sure..
How would you describe me?
Emysia is a rather unusual character. She has two sides - the one you will meet; the smokescreen, and her true self.
The Smoke: This is the Emysia everyone will meet and most people will know. But, not everyone. This Emysia is warm, and friendly. Playful, and so very flirty. She likes to drink, and will tell you sweet comments - essentially, whatever it is, you are wishing to hear.
True self: She is often kind upon meeting, but once one uncovers her and explores her, one will realize it is merely smoke. Emysia has a very sharp tongue, her words often burning to the point of tears. She is sassy and sarcastic, often saying whatever she wants, to whomever. Emysia, if she manages to love or actually care for another (although this seems rather impossible as she prefers to distance herself from most) will genuinely be loving and protective, maybe even nice. Her actions will often say a lot more than her words.
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