Post by sleekwing on Apr 20, 2009 20:29:48 GMT -5
~Name:Silmarwen Aldarion ~Age:28
~Race:Human
~Gender:Female
~Magic:She can shape-shift and has a necklace that allows her to speak and hear animals.
~Birthplace:Windkeep, Abanasinia
~Strengths:Strong willed, natural born leader, and thinks quickly on feet.
~weaknesses:Keeps to self and won't trust others easily, afraid of being alone, and either breaks down crying or gets really mad when she sees rose pedals blowing in the wind.
~Description:Silmarwen has raven black hair that goes to the middle of her back, sapphire blue eyes with specks of gray, and a scar that goes from her neck down to her chest. She has a pet wolf named Guinevare. Silmarwen wears a black leather outfit, leather boots, and a black hooded cape. She also wears a silver necklace of a wolf's head howling that gives Silmarwen the ability to hear and speak to animals.
~Weapons:Silmarwen has a short-bow with a quiver of arrows, twin daggers at her sides, and a small dagger in each boot.
~History:When Silmarwen was born, she was born into a merchant family. Because being a merchant is a tough job, her parents taught her to use a sword. When Silmarwen had time she would train in archery. When Silmarwen was 17, she joined her family on a merchant trip. She enjoyed the slight breeze and rose pedals in the air. But halfway between towns, her family was attacked. The goods were taken and the family was slaughtered. Silmarwen was the only one to escape but not without a scar on her neck down to her chest. So when ever she sees rose pedals in the air she would always remember her family's death. Silmarwen decided to not go back home, she would live and train in the forests of Abanasinia. When she was out hunting one day she came upon an injured female wolf pup with a necklace around its neck. Silmarwen cared for the pup till it was able to fend for itself. The wolf being thankful to Silmarwen for saving its life, give her the necklace. That is when Silmarwen found that the necklace was magic. The wolf that Silmarwen found out was named Guinevare, decided to stay with Silmarwen. Guinevare also taught Silmarwen an old magic called shape-shifting. Silmarwen was able to learn to change into animals but her most powerful form was that of the wolf. As time flew, they decided to go on adventures.
~RP Sample: On a cold, spring morning, a girl, no older the 26, with raven black hair and a wolf by her side, fell sight to a tavern. As the girl quickened her pace in anticipation of hot food and good drink, she told the female wolf to go and hunt. As the girl inters the tavern, she was hit with the smell of fresh, baked bread and seasoned potatoes. With the sound of Bar song she made her way to the only opened seat at the bar. Travel wary she waits for the bartender to be free. "Morning, my lady. Welcome to my tavern. What would you like?" said the hoarse voice of the bartender. In a voice like velvet but yet firm, the girl replied, "I'll have a plate of your potatoes and a mug of your finest mead". The bartender, taken aback by the girls voice, froze for a second before he said, "That'll be 9 silver please". Without lifting her head, she placed the silver into the bartenders outstretched hand. He instantly counted the silver before he went to get the girls order. When the girl finished her meal, she heard a slight howl signaling her only friend was back. She instantly got up and left the cozy tavern behind. In a small, empty clearing in the nearby forest, the girl meets up with the wolf. In that instant, a slight breeze creeps up and with it the smell of dirt and sadly the pedals of roses. Seeing the pedals, the girl falls to her knees and grips the wolf tightly. She stains the fur with her tears. The memory of a day like this one and of her family murdered formed in her head. The wolf, knowing her sorrow, waits patiently for her master and friend. When the girl composes herself, they walk away to continue their adventures and to seek gold and silver in mercenary jobs.
~Race:Human
~Gender:Female
~Magic:She can shape-shift and has a necklace that allows her to speak and hear animals.
~Birthplace:Windkeep, Abanasinia
~Strengths:Strong willed, natural born leader, and thinks quickly on feet.
~weaknesses:Keeps to self and won't trust others easily, afraid of being alone, and either breaks down crying or gets really mad when she sees rose pedals blowing in the wind.
~Description:Silmarwen has raven black hair that goes to the middle of her back, sapphire blue eyes with specks of gray, and a scar that goes from her neck down to her chest. She has a pet wolf named Guinevare. Silmarwen wears a black leather outfit, leather boots, and a black hooded cape. She also wears a silver necklace of a wolf's head howling that gives Silmarwen the ability to hear and speak to animals.
~Weapons:Silmarwen has a short-bow with a quiver of arrows, twin daggers at her sides, and a small dagger in each boot.
~History:When Silmarwen was born, she was born into a merchant family. Because being a merchant is a tough job, her parents taught her to use a sword. When Silmarwen had time she would train in archery. When Silmarwen was 17, she joined her family on a merchant trip. She enjoyed the slight breeze and rose pedals in the air. But halfway between towns, her family was attacked. The goods were taken and the family was slaughtered. Silmarwen was the only one to escape but not without a scar on her neck down to her chest. So when ever she sees rose pedals in the air she would always remember her family's death. Silmarwen decided to not go back home, she would live and train in the forests of Abanasinia. When she was out hunting one day she came upon an injured female wolf pup with a necklace around its neck. Silmarwen cared for the pup till it was able to fend for itself. The wolf being thankful to Silmarwen for saving its life, give her the necklace. That is when Silmarwen found that the necklace was magic. The wolf that Silmarwen found out was named Guinevare, decided to stay with Silmarwen. Guinevare also taught Silmarwen an old magic called shape-shifting. Silmarwen was able to learn to change into animals but her most powerful form was that of the wolf. As time flew, they decided to go on adventures.
~RP Sample: On a cold, spring morning, a girl, no older the 26, with raven black hair and a wolf by her side, fell sight to a tavern. As the girl quickened her pace in anticipation of hot food and good drink, she told the female wolf to go and hunt. As the girl inters the tavern, she was hit with the smell of fresh, baked bread and seasoned potatoes. With the sound of Bar song she made her way to the only opened seat at the bar. Travel wary she waits for the bartender to be free. "Morning, my lady. Welcome to my tavern. What would you like?" said the hoarse voice of the bartender. In a voice like velvet but yet firm, the girl replied, "I'll have a plate of your potatoes and a mug of your finest mead". The bartender, taken aback by the girls voice, froze for a second before he said, "That'll be 9 silver please". Without lifting her head, she placed the silver into the bartenders outstretched hand. He instantly counted the silver before he went to get the girls order. When the girl finished her meal, she heard a slight howl signaling her only friend was back. She instantly got up and left the cozy tavern behind. In a small, empty clearing in the nearby forest, the girl meets up with the wolf. In that instant, a slight breeze creeps up and with it the smell of dirt and sadly the pedals of roses. Seeing the pedals, the girl falls to her knees and grips the wolf tightly. She stains the fur with her tears. The memory of a day like this one and of her family murdered formed in her head. The wolf, knowing her sorrow, waits patiently for her master and friend. When the girl composes herself, they walk away to continue their adventures and to seek gold and silver in mercenary jobs.