Kayla
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Kayla
Apr 16, 2010 20:27:00 GMT -5
Post by Kayla on Apr 16, 2010 20:27:00 GMT -5
Name: Kayla
Age: 200 looks 23
Race: Elf
Appearance: Kayla was a slender person to begin with, even when she was a mere child among the elves. She is built this way, but combined with the natural elven abilities, plus all of the training she has pushed herself through her own training which has given her muscles that are nearly invisible to the naked eye. But, as she moves, it is possible for one to see her hidden strength if you look close enough. But, to underestimate any elf in the first place might get you killed, this is no different with her. Her general body is void of any marks that were made by her purposely, but various parts of her body which have cuts have healed into scars, but she hasn't seen them as disfigurements, something that should be erased. She has chosen to learn from her mistakes, and live with them as she would should she not have magic to heal the wounds mark. She has the Yawë symbol tattooed onto her left leg in a black color, that shows she has dedicated herself to helping the good of her race. Kayla's face is formed in a basic oval and a strong jaw. Her features are arched and slightly seeming to make her look slightly similar to what humans would call aristocratic. Her eyebrows are arched right near her eyes, easily made into a straight line together when she is troubled. Her dark hair falls past her shoulder line in waves, which covers her elven ears. She finds that is slightly glimmers when the light of the moon or the sun hits it. Her eyes are a rather warm brown when you look her in the eyes. She has seen many years of life Alagaësia, her eyes do seem to be endless, pools of brown that seem to be focused on whatever her eyes look on.
As for her clothing she does not garb herself in many extravagant things, as she is often on the move or in combat. On the times where she must move faster she will wear simple bottoms and a top made of leather which would be similar to most people on "earth", might call a tank-top, but it leaves her mid section open, and uncovered. On other occasions she will wear tunics of simple color and design on her body, along with lose bottom clothing which may be either breeches or a dress. But, she tends to find it much easier to move when the dress is short, and because of this rather dislikes long and movement-restricting dresses that become impractical when one might be attacked. Regardless, she will wear it anyway out of respect should she be meeting higher commands or royalty. But, she does tend to like her armor best, which has been made to fit her shape exactly. She has grown so used to it in these times, it sometimes makes her sad to acknowledge this fact; For it tells her just how bad these times are, with all the war raging around her.
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>> Armor back << >> Armor Front <<
As for her weapons, she has come across numerous weapons during her time with the Varden. But, few ever really become constant weapons, but rather what she needs at the time. Due to the fact she is a fair spell caster, with her strength lying in physical effects, she can make weapons come to her in a blink of an eye. This is not to say she is weak of mind, but physical powers, the visible magic, have served her best. She keeps two daggers on her person, one longer than the other, but both shorter then a sword as most daggers. Her bow is sung out of a rowan tree, with more human like curled tips at either end. There is a pattern on the bow has a rosewood leaf every here-and-there, but it is faint and only shows if you look closely. It is very practical and strong, and like every other elven bow, it is hard to use for other races because it needs to stand Kayla’s physical strength. Other then this weapon that needs its own definition is her sword, her mother's sword which she now wields.
Her mother's sword is particularly special because she was a dragon rider, but now deceased. The sword is named Wyrda, in the ancient language, its name means fate. The blade it's self is green in color, with an emerald placed in the pommel. The Emerald it's self has much more energy then she imagined, as before her mother died of fatal wounds, she put all of the strength of herself and her dragon into the blade. This action it's self killed her, and she rather would die that way than to die because of an enemy. The blade is a one-and-a-half sword, capable of being wielded with one or two hands. The emerald is gripped by up sweeping sides, with the emerald held in the middle of what could be two sides by what would be the begging of an arch. The hilt is made out of twisted Blackwood that is easy to grasp and keep hold of. The guard is curved up to catch a blade if it comes close. The actual blade is a shimmering deep leaf green color, from the start of the blade to the end. It was made to be both usable with thrusts and slashes, but did more damage with a thrust. The original scabbard, which she still has, is a deeper green, black even when it is under the right light, but the edges of the scabbard are a slightly lighter green, closer to that of the blade, but still darker. All in all it is a beautiful sight, and one that also gives her strength when she thinks of her mother's fight, and last choice to give her the blade.
Personality:
Kayla is rather more opening minded for an elf. She recognizes that many species and many others have their own talents and abilities to offer. This is why she continually carries her vegetarianism, and will not kill an animal unless it is absolutely necessary for survival. She however, does not mind killing in this war. She is not just fighting for herself, for revenge. Her mind is to the future, to think of what the world would come to under the "king's" rule. She will prevent her vision of the future by doing whatever she can. But, her second motive to fight is personal, with a forsworn the real reason why her mother died. She has a score to settle with the king.
In contrast to other elves, she is a rather more so openly kind person, but not without her elven silence that she will take on if needed. She will be fiercely loyal and giving to her friends and allies, and in this way she may be wiser than most rulers; simply because she has a weapon more dangerous than any blade, devotion of friends. She finds that kindness may be worth more than hours of closing one off from others to plan and practice. For when you work with others, you can test yourself with them, and grow alongside them. But, others disagree, most elves are content in the forest, but she wants to interact, have the elves be more diplomatic and open to those who they believe are right of mind. She dislikes being called idiotic for her theories that they need to open up diplomacy more openly then a few traveling to the Varden. But, she tends to ignore them for the most part.
Kayla may find her weakness in the fact that she can hold a grudge, and because of her elven immortal life she can remember things for a considerable amount of time. Her anger can be strong and persistent fairly driving her when it is present. Though she wished she could control it better, it is fairly hard; this is just part of her and hard to change right now. She finds that as far as her revenge goes, she can stop herself if she is in the right mind. If she can think of an image a time, something calm, then she can let go.
As far as thinking goes, she has studied many texts, human, elf, and dwarf. All knowledge is useful to her, and because of this she has also found she is a fairly crafty magician. She finds her strongest area is in that of the physical magic, what's tangible, or what can become so. She is strong in her defenses of her mind, but she is not as adept in entering and influencing another's mind. Yet, it is just as useful it seems to her that she can end a battle quickly with a spell that may raise the earth or bind a body, then with a sword. She however, will go to her sword before magic, as most do, because of the rules that she knows well about.
History:
Born over a century ago, Kayla was the child of a warrior and a dragon rider. Their home rested closer to the outer rim of the elven capitol city of Ellesmera. Her history has been forged in fighting since she was born into the world. Her father, Cael, was a warrior, a swordsman that even elves consider to be in the highest caliber. His flowing hair was the color of the tree bark, ruffled, and yet beautiful at the same time. His figure was much less slender then most elves and leaning more towards a muscled figure, he was less skilled at magic then the majority of elves, but it would be a mistake to under estimate him. He spent the majority of his time teaching and dueling with other elves during the time of peace and the high point of the riders. Her mother, named Ilësa however, had her talents in spell weaving rather than in more physical combat, and she truly loved to learn, to read, and to know her own path. She and her father met during a lesson from which she perfected her fighting style with him. The infatuation was surprising and grew over time, during other meetings, but before this another surprise came, her mother became a dragon rider.
Her dragon was a shimmering green color, male, and which she named Troûn. He was a strong dragon, built for battle rather than speed, but he would never take insult to that, rather disregard any comment made on his speed and think of his own advantage. They were inseparable as their minds and destinies were forever linked, and her gedwëy insignia shining on her left palm it easily showed that, and after they went through training she returned to her people and to Cael where she met him with open arms, and after awhile they openly declared themselves mates. Together they conceived Kayla; the child was cherished, as most children were, as it was a rare occasion for a child to be born. She quietly watched her father practice fighting and lie next to Troûn as he looked at her with fond eyes, being as she was the child of his rider. He saw her in Kayla, in more than appearance, the fighting gleam in her eyes, the fire, he would tell Ilësa of it, and she would smile, as unlike her dragon, she also saw the elf’s father in her. Though in public affections and emotions were repressed, Ilësa still felt the maternal feeling that was very human for an elf.
Kayla had her primary skill in battle and combat, but she however, drew in the skill of her mother in creativity with magic. She worked constantly in the mental and physical areas of her life, with a master swordsman for a father and a dragon rider for a mother, it is easy to expect her skill to flourish early on. By the time she was considered an adult, her parentage had also conceived another child, a boy this time, named Räthë, he was much more headstrong the she was, even at when she was just a child, he was always pushing the envelope, but that didn't make him any less close to her, he was blood, and nothing could change that.
When the rider's fell, she was in utter shock, it was horrible, she felt the pain of many, especially her mother, who was barely surviving as is. But, then the forsworn came to her, and she watched the bloody battle, in the end, they fell to the ground and hid in a cave, the forsworn could not find them, but Kayla came to her mother's side. Before the wound took her, and passed on her sword, named Wryda, to her, and as a last act, she channeled all of her power, along with her dragon's, into the emerald at the pommel, and with what was already stored, it was an immense amount, and ending with a stroke of her daughter's face and a calm smile, she died with her dragon. Kayla was hurt worse then she ever was before, but she took the sword, belting it to her side with the scabbard. Once she returned with her mother and her dragon's body they were given funeral rites and became part of the forest once more. Her father left then, wandering the forest for peace and knowledge, and she has not seen him since.
Worse for Kayla, her brother was killed in a fight with another elf, Za'lyyr, that is what she found out from when she arrived, she traced the murder for it could only be elven, and she caught sight of him once, before he sped away, she returned to her brother's body, and clutching it close, as he was her last true family, she rose then, her anger rising. She looked in the direction he left, and pulling in all her strength she spoke the words ”Ono eru brotna.”, the magic in her words reverberated in a whisper across the trees, as if the forest spoke it it's self, she vowed silently to herself that he would pay for his murder, in blood, and that she would never forget his crime. After this event she had the Yawë symbol tattooed on to her left leg in a bold black color, it is usually covered by pants or armor but it is showing that she would put herself forward to serve her race.
She then allied herself with the varden after Arya became the official word of the queen, it took awhile for her to receive permission, but she did leave the forest to join them. Now, that is where she now is.
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Kayla
Apr 16, 2010 22:58:30 GMT -5
Post by Angmor on Apr 16, 2010 22:58:30 GMT -5
Accepted! I especially like the vendetta with Za'lyyr. This should be interesting...
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