Post by Maira and Apiallo on Dec 7, 2006 18:52:26 GMT -5
Name:
Maira Mountainweaver
Age:
12
Gender:
Female
Appearance:
Maira is quiet and calm. She knows many things, and loves riddles and puzzles. Many heros treat her as someone they can trust because of her never ending advice and hate for war.
Maira has flowing, acorn hair down to about 3 inches below her shoulder and has curls. Maira's eyes are a deepset olive green, and she is tall, appearing twice or three times her age. Maira has pale skin, and a long, flowing shawl that she wears over her dress of pure silk.
RP Example:
Glimmering moonlight shown over the valley of Palancar. It was silent and unwary of the world around it. The town of Carvahall was not ready for the attack. The moon looked down as the Urgals swarmed in, leaving no trace of their attack. The moonlight glowed down upon two specific Urgals, taking a hostage from the town. The rest had left for their base camp in the Spine.
"Tsk tsk tsk... I see what you mean Kahiria. These people are not afraid for nothing. But sadly, we cannot help them, because that would mean they would slay the Urgals, and we cannot do that. I do hope one will come some day. I would like to see it from a different point of view." Said a calm voice.
The cat on the windowsill had been looking up at the moon, and Maira had been watching the cat, looking from her eyes. But the cat was looking from the moon's eyes, which makes it very confusing. But the cat, a silvery blue, now hissed, and slunk away towards the door of the tall treehouse, sitting on the balcony porch. Maira sighed. She would never understand how offended Kahiria could get. The Lady of the North looked up at the moon, and wished that she was a Moon Cat. The silvery orb that hung in the night sky would always fascinate her.
The treeline was a dark mass, and from this massive oak, Maira could see it all. She could feel the wind, and watch the sun rise and set every night. It was paradise, and Maira never had to worry about the war outside of Du Weldenvarden.
Rank:
'Lady of the North'
Country
Du Weldenvarden
Personality:
Maira, the Lady of the North, is like a Shaman. She uses herbs for healing, like many Healers in villages, but she is also can read the future through the smoke signs in her magical fire. She is hidden in the depts of the forest, Du Weldenvarden, and speaks to no one if they don't find her.
Maira is kind hearted, and won't change her path if she doesn't want to. She is stubborn and can sometimes get moody, but will stand tall against those who want to kill to get their way, and sees no justice between the hero who slays and the tyrant who tortures. Maira has spent many long days reading the signs from her magical fire, and speaking to her cat, Kahiria. Kahiria is a one of a kind creature called a Moon Cat. She can see through the moon when sleeping, so that she can see the troops traveling, the people being murdered, and the citizens praying. Kahiria tells everything to Maira, and together they form a magical bond, sort of like that with a Rider and his/her dragon. It is unique, and Maira refuses to reveal its secrets.
Maira is not one to be upset. She could destroy you without killing you. She can turn you insane, or give you a life of nothing but deserts, or arctic tundra. You shouldn't lie to her, because with Kahiria she can see all. People call her Lady of the North, even though she is very young. She should be trusted, but also slightly feared.
Codeword:
Misery
Maira Mountainweaver
Age:
12
Gender:
Female
Appearance:
Maira is quiet and calm. She knows many things, and loves riddles and puzzles. Many heros treat her as someone they can trust because of her never ending advice and hate for war.
Maira has flowing, acorn hair down to about 3 inches below her shoulder and has curls. Maira's eyes are a deepset olive green, and she is tall, appearing twice or three times her age. Maira has pale skin, and a long, flowing shawl that she wears over her dress of pure silk.
RP Example:
Glimmering moonlight shown over the valley of Palancar. It was silent and unwary of the world around it. The town of Carvahall was not ready for the attack. The moon looked down as the Urgals swarmed in, leaving no trace of their attack. The moonlight glowed down upon two specific Urgals, taking a hostage from the town. The rest had left for their base camp in the Spine.
"Tsk tsk tsk... I see what you mean Kahiria. These people are not afraid for nothing. But sadly, we cannot help them, because that would mean they would slay the Urgals, and we cannot do that. I do hope one will come some day. I would like to see it from a different point of view." Said a calm voice.
The cat on the windowsill had been looking up at the moon, and Maira had been watching the cat, looking from her eyes. But the cat was looking from the moon's eyes, which makes it very confusing. But the cat, a silvery blue, now hissed, and slunk away towards the door of the tall treehouse, sitting on the balcony porch. Maira sighed. She would never understand how offended Kahiria could get. The Lady of the North looked up at the moon, and wished that she was a Moon Cat. The silvery orb that hung in the night sky would always fascinate her.
The treeline was a dark mass, and from this massive oak, Maira could see it all. She could feel the wind, and watch the sun rise and set every night. It was paradise, and Maira never had to worry about the war outside of Du Weldenvarden.
Rank:
'Lady of the North'
Country
Du Weldenvarden
Personality:
Maira, the Lady of the North, is like a Shaman. She uses herbs for healing, like many Healers in villages, but she is also can read the future through the smoke signs in her magical fire. She is hidden in the depts of the forest, Du Weldenvarden, and speaks to no one if they don't find her.
Maira is kind hearted, and won't change her path if she doesn't want to. She is stubborn and can sometimes get moody, but will stand tall against those who want to kill to get their way, and sees no justice between the hero who slays and the tyrant who tortures. Maira has spent many long days reading the signs from her magical fire, and speaking to her cat, Kahiria. Kahiria is a one of a kind creature called a Moon Cat. She can see through the moon when sleeping, so that she can see the troops traveling, the people being murdered, and the citizens praying. Kahiria tells everything to Maira, and together they form a magical bond, sort of like that with a Rider and his/her dragon. It is unique, and Maira refuses to reveal its secrets.
Maira is not one to be upset. She could destroy you without killing you. She can turn you insane, or give you a life of nothing but deserts, or arctic tundra. You shouldn't lie to her, because with Kahiria she can see all. People call her Lady of the North, even though she is very young. She should be trusted, but also slightly feared.
Codeword:
Misery
