Post by arona on Apr 22, 2009 20:38:12 GMT -5
Name:Arona
Race:Elf
Age:40 She is very young for an elf but her wisdom is beyond her years
Appearance: There is alot to arona when your eyes first fall upon her. First you must understand that this is what she looks like when she does not have her cloak upon her(will tell why later). Her hair is as golden as the sun. It is deep in color and has rich higlights that flow about her. Her hair is long and flows easily over her shoulders. Most of the time her hair is let down which revels a slight wave to it but it is barely noticeable. Her eyes are the deepest blue with depths that not even the sea could fill. They stand out against her fair skin yet she does not burn when out in the sun for long periods of time and can tan. Her face is beyond words but I will try to describe all that I can. Her face is beautiful beyond compare even against the elves her beauty stands out in a crowd. Her face has a soft look about it that is quiet and demands attention from those who she meets. Her lips are smooth with perfect curves. Her skin is flawless with no marks of the last 40 years. She is extremely muscular and runs often when she can. Yet even with all the work she does she still remains soft and appealing which most find a blessing but for her it is a curse.But what stands out most you might ask, Her power and her wisedom. Her magic is rare for most. In fact her magic is so strong that those who have seen her believe it is what has made her stunning becuase by looking at her you can almost see te magic running trough her viens like she was glowing with power. The toughest spells for elves are not easy for her but can be after a while of thought which is more then most can say. However she is not a rider yet which means she could easily be overpowered in magic IF it was based on magic alone. Which brings me to her wisedom that can be seen by the way she stands, acts and moves gives her a certain grace. But more on that later. If she did become a dragon rider she would be so powerful that she would easily equal The king if not out do him in some ways. all in all she likes about 19 and the most beautiful woman you've ever seen
Personality: In general she is a very rare elf. she keeps to herself as much as possible and has very few freinds but those who do become her freind will find a life long friend.She is very gentle and loves to work/ talk to animals in her pasttime but mostly horses as they are her favorite. She is also a very loving girl when she wants to be but it is often hidden. She is very driven and determined and will attempt to do the impossible. She spends much of her time riding horses, swors figting, shooting arrows and magic. She really has no life and few know her. Her getting cuaght by either side would not be good for the other side if they can find a way to force her to help them.However when she is threaten or if you find a way to get her upset you best run in the other direction or you may find yourself dead. She is scared of no one but scared of love. She has cunning beyond her years but in order to find this out first you must stop her for she keeps to herself.
History:when galbatorix took over her parents where killed in the fight(both where dragon riders) before thier death though they tuaght her the basics of what dragons where, what they ate and the general knowedge of dragons and thier riders. After they where killed arona fled the elves and her home and went to live in the woods by herself. When she entered a village many would turn to see her face and becuase of her beauty became very easy to remeber. That plus the fact that nearly all but the strongest men could not restit her damaged her to a degree and therefor, fears love and has on her a claok at all times which covers her looks and frame. She has it with her at all times but takes it off when by herself. She does not engage in fights unless she can help some one or there is a purpose. She is extremly good at magic and practises every day for hours at a time. Her best friend in the whole world is a freisian stallion who takes her every where. His name is starfire and it was arona who rescued him and nursed him to health and then raised him(excellent war horse/very strong). For now she is contect to live by herself but soon she will eiter choose a side or be forced into one or the other. For now she works hard to live and grow stronger each and every day until she can teach herself no more about the world around her.I almost forgot, During her time at home she learned how to use a sword and became quite good at it. There was a sword match which she won and as a reward was given a sword with perfect balance. It's handle is engraved with pure gold and it's blade edge will never dull with a large Diamond in the middle. There is more to her story but that is most of it but it will grow for soon arona will have to face the world she knows and get over her troubles. She also has a secret that came to her only a year or two ago. If her secret was found out she would not be safe in the world for what she holds is so dear that many lives had anyready been lost in hopes of gaining one. This is another reason she usaully stays away from poeple but i'm not going to say what it is
Role Playing Example:
The brute made his way swiftly through the underbrush as he carried his master down a travel path. He was an impressive brute with linage from the noble friesian. The brutes bulk was nothing but pure muscle and his pelt was such a pure black that on a moonless night he would become invisible. He gait was smooth and fluid but some what slow from the miles of wear and tear he had received from the past month or two. He was a noble and elegant horse but nothing compared to the rider who sat tall in his saddle. In his saddle sat a cloaked figure who rode well and held an air about her that would send shivers down your spine. You could not see the elf's curvy form because of the cloak but she wanted it that way.
If you where to remove the cloak you would find a elf so beautiful that to her it was a curse. Her hair was golden with rich wheat colors running through it as it rippled halfway down her back. Her orbs where the clearest and deepest blue so that not even the oceans could fill it's depths. Her features where sharp and yet soft in some areas. She had an athletic body with curves that would fill a mans wildest dreams. Her skin was fairly white becuase she wore the cloak so much no matter what unless she was by herself. For some reason though her skin seemed to glow becuase of the amount of magic that ran through her viens. She wore the cloak becuase when men saw they could not contain themselfs. Also she was easily rmembered becuase her beauty made it hard to go unnoticed. So she wore a cloak hiding herself from the world so that she would not be scarred anymore. She rode queitly along and the closer they got to the city the more tense she felt. She had every reason to feel tight for it had been many years since she had last been here.
Arona was the duaghter of two dragon riders. She had a happy childhood until the king killed them all. Before the war she was tuaght how to use a blade and arrow and how to work with magic. At first she was slow but quickly learned every thing she could even if she couldn't do it becuase of her lack of magic. After her parents where killed she had left her race and went into the forest where she lived until she began to thirst for more knowedge.
So she search long and hard going from master to master until she had learned all that she could about magic and it. She was also very talented with a sword and often enjoyed overpowering odds. The thin that she was best at and engaged her the most was the mind and being able to protect her mind as well as break into others. This elf was far from perfect maybe on the other side she was but on the inside she was screaming for release. The death of her parents still huanted her every once in a while and she had a strong desire to love and show affection but with no knowedge of how to show it. When it came to love she as much about a new filly. Sure many men had asked her for her hand but she had never given it and to this day no man had been able to touch her and being able to live to tell the tale. She was quiet and hardly ever got invovled with what was happening in the world up to now. She knew that her talents where needed and so unwillingly she aswered the call and so here she was on the out side of the city.
Now in the distance was the figure of the old elf that welcomed all into the city. She smiled softly at old memories and stopped the brute a few yards away from the old man. She slowly reached a hand up to the hood of the cloak and tugged so that it fell bewards reveling her beautiful face to the world. She was beautiful in the sunlight that any artist would cry if it was a painting for it would be priceless. The tension hung heavy in the air until the old elf smiled and welcomed her into the city. She smiled reveling white teeth and then replaced her hood before urging the brute forwards. She pased through large groups elfs and slowly made her way up the street until she stopped unsure of what way to go for it had been so long she could not remember which way was to the palace. She had decied to go thier first and talk to the queen who was an old family friend to offer her help and then going on from there. But first she had to get there and she was stumped on which way to go she nudge the brute a few steps down one path before turning him to another finally she stopped and stood there with a heavy heart." Great I have been gone so long I don't even remember which way is to the palace." she said softly as she talked to herself more then anything else. She sighed softly and sat their in the saddle hoping that inspiration would hit her with what direction to take
PS: scratch the archery and swordsmanship. I will keep the magic and wisedom though as that is what makes her mostly what she is.
Word Count;1979
Race:Elf
Age:40 She is very young for an elf but her wisdom is beyond her years
Appearance: There is alot to arona when your eyes first fall upon her. First you must understand that this is what she looks like when she does not have her cloak upon her(will tell why later). Her hair is as golden as the sun. It is deep in color and has rich higlights that flow about her. Her hair is long and flows easily over her shoulders. Most of the time her hair is let down which revels a slight wave to it but it is barely noticeable. Her eyes are the deepest blue with depths that not even the sea could fill. They stand out against her fair skin yet she does not burn when out in the sun for long periods of time and can tan. Her face is beyond words but I will try to describe all that I can. Her face is beautiful beyond compare even against the elves her beauty stands out in a crowd. Her face has a soft look about it that is quiet and demands attention from those who she meets. Her lips are smooth with perfect curves. Her skin is flawless with no marks of the last 40 years. She is extremely muscular and runs often when she can. Yet even with all the work she does she still remains soft and appealing which most find a blessing but for her it is a curse.But what stands out most you might ask, Her power and her wisedom. Her magic is rare for most. In fact her magic is so strong that those who have seen her believe it is what has made her stunning becuase by looking at her you can almost see te magic running trough her viens like she was glowing with power. The toughest spells for elves are not easy for her but can be after a while of thought which is more then most can say. However she is not a rider yet which means she could easily be overpowered in magic IF it was based on magic alone. Which brings me to her wisedom that can be seen by the way she stands, acts and moves gives her a certain grace. But more on that later. If she did become a dragon rider she would be so powerful that she would easily equal The king if not out do him in some ways. all in all she likes about 19 and the most beautiful woman you've ever seen
Personality: In general she is a very rare elf. she keeps to herself as much as possible and has very few freinds but those who do become her freind will find a life long friend.She is very gentle and loves to work/ talk to animals in her pasttime but mostly horses as they are her favorite. She is also a very loving girl when she wants to be but it is often hidden. She is very driven and determined and will attempt to do the impossible. She spends much of her time riding horses, swors figting, shooting arrows and magic. She really has no life and few know her. Her getting cuaght by either side would not be good for the other side if they can find a way to force her to help them.However when she is threaten or if you find a way to get her upset you best run in the other direction or you may find yourself dead. She is scared of no one but scared of love. She has cunning beyond her years but in order to find this out first you must stop her for she keeps to herself.
History:when galbatorix took over her parents where killed in the fight(both where dragon riders) before thier death though they tuaght her the basics of what dragons where, what they ate and the general knowedge of dragons and thier riders. After they where killed arona fled the elves and her home and went to live in the woods by herself. When she entered a village many would turn to see her face and becuase of her beauty became very easy to remeber. That plus the fact that nearly all but the strongest men could not restit her damaged her to a degree and therefor, fears love and has on her a claok at all times which covers her looks and frame. She has it with her at all times but takes it off when by herself. She does not engage in fights unless she can help some one or there is a purpose. She is extremly good at magic and practises every day for hours at a time. Her best friend in the whole world is a freisian stallion who takes her every where. His name is starfire and it was arona who rescued him and nursed him to health and then raised him(excellent war horse/very strong). For now she is contect to live by herself but soon she will eiter choose a side or be forced into one or the other. For now she works hard to live and grow stronger each and every day until she can teach herself no more about the world around her.I almost forgot, During her time at home she learned how to use a sword and became quite good at it. There was a sword match which she won and as a reward was given a sword with perfect balance. It's handle is engraved with pure gold and it's blade edge will never dull with a large Diamond in the middle. There is more to her story but that is most of it but it will grow for soon arona will have to face the world she knows and get over her troubles. She also has a secret that came to her only a year or two ago. If her secret was found out she would not be safe in the world for what she holds is so dear that many lives had anyready been lost in hopes of gaining one. This is another reason she usaully stays away from poeple but i'm not going to say what it is
Role Playing Example:
The brute made his way swiftly through the underbrush as he carried his master down a travel path. He was an impressive brute with linage from the noble friesian. The brutes bulk was nothing but pure muscle and his pelt was such a pure black that on a moonless night he would become invisible. He gait was smooth and fluid but some what slow from the miles of wear and tear he had received from the past month or two. He was a noble and elegant horse but nothing compared to the rider who sat tall in his saddle. In his saddle sat a cloaked figure who rode well and held an air about her that would send shivers down your spine. You could not see the elf's curvy form because of the cloak but she wanted it that way.
If you where to remove the cloak you would find a elf so beautiful that to her it was a curse. Her hair was golden with rich wheat colors running through it as it rippled halfway down her back. Her orbs where the clearest and deepest blue so that not even the oceans could fill it's depths. Her features where sharp and yet soft in some areas. She had an athletic body with curves that would fill a mans wildest dreams. Her skin was fairly white becuase she wore the cloak so much no matter what unless she was by herself. For some reason though her skin seemed to glow becuase of the amount of magic that ran through her viens. She wore the cloak becuase when men saw they could not contain themselfs. Also she was easily rmembered becuase her beauty made it hard to go unnoticed. So she wore a cloak hiding herself from the world so that she would not be scarred anymore. She rode queitly along and the closer they got to the city the more tense she felt. She had every reason to feel tight for it had been many years since she had last been here.
Arona was the duaghter of two dragon riders. She had a happy childhood until the king killed them all. Before the war she was tuaght how to use a blade and arrow and how to work with magic. At first she was slow but quickly learned every thing she could even if she couldn't do it becuase of her lack of magic. After her parents where killed she had left her race and went into the forest where she lived until she began to thirst for more knowedge.
So she search long and hard going from master to master until she had learned all that she could about magic and it. She was also very talented with a sword and often enjoyed overpowering odds. The thin that she was best at and engaged her the most was the mind and being able to protect her mind as well as break into others. This elf was far from perfect maybe on the other side she was but on the inside she was screaming for release. The death of her parents still huanted her every once in a while and she had a strong desire to love and show affection but with no knowedge of how to show it. When it came to love she as much about a new filly. Sure many men had asked her for her hand but she had never given it and to this day no man had been able to touch her and being able to live to tell the tale. She was quiet and hardly ever got invovled with what was happening in the world up to now. She knew that her talents where needed and so unwillingly she aswered the call and so here she was on the out side of the city.
Now in the distance was the figure of the old elf that welcomed all into the city. She smiled softly at old memories and stopped the brute a few yards away from the old man. She slowly reached a hand up to the hood of the cloak and tugged so that it fell bewards reveling her beautiful face to the world. She was beautiful in the sunlight that any artist would cry if it was a painting for it would be priceless. The tension hung heavy in the air until the old elf smiled and welcomed her into the city. She smiled reveling white teeth and then replaced her hood before urging the brute forwards. She pased through large groups elfs and slowly made her way up the street until she stopped unsure of what way to go for it had been so long she could not remember which way was to the palace. She had decied to go thier first and talk to the queen who was an old family friend to offer her help and then going on from there. But first she had to get there and she was stumped on which way to go she nudge the brute a few steps down one path before turning him to another finally she stopped and stood there with a heavy heart." Great I have been gone so long I don't even remember which way is to the palace." she said softly as she talked to herself more then anything else. She sighed softly and sat their in the saddle hoping that inspiration would hit her with what direction to take
PS: scratch the archery and swordsmanship. I will keep the magic and wisedom though as that is what makes her mostly what she is.
Word Count;1979