Post by ylta on Sept 6, 2012 7:38:35 GMT -5
Your username: Ylta
Character's name: Ylta
Character's age: 80
Character's attitude: Ylta is kind of snobbish sometimes, but she is kind deep down. She prefers to be left alone, but will usually have a few good friends who she will act naturally with. Otherwise, she is cold and distant.
Character's Race: Elf
Character's appearance: Ylta is one of the silver-haired elves, with the characteristic slanted eyes in a deep blue color. She has a round, moon-like face that is very hard to read, as she keeps her emotions guarded.
Character's allegiance: Dragon Riders (she is not one yet, but she will be)
Weapons: Ylta prefers her lightweight bow and arrows, but she is also good with a sword.
Other Info: Ylta will eventually be a Rider.
History: Ylta was born to a high ranking elf family, close to Queen Arya. She doesn't like their social life, however, and many elves do not know she exists, due to her hiding from events and dinners. She has always had a fondness for dragons, and hopes someday to be a Rider. Her parents are very protective, though, and would not let her be presented to the eggs like the other elf children. Ylta once thought of running away, but she had nowhere to go. She has never had a truly good friend, and she has no siblings. Most of her time is spent in her bedroom, reading. She also sneaks away to the weapons training grounds, and became proficient in archery and fencing. She shuns boys, and never wants marriage. After her parents found out she was so good with weapons, they started her with a magic tutor and are seriously considering allowing her to be a Rider, if a dragon egg chooses her.
Role Play Sample: Ylta blew her silvery hair out of her eyes. It always got in the way. Why couldn't it just stay tied back? Maybe once she learned more magic she could transform it in some way. That would be nice.
Peering down the arrow shaft, Ylta banished thoughts of unruly hair and concentrated on the target. She slowly pulled the string back, making the final calculations to her aim. She realeased the string. The arrow shot out of the bow and buried itself in the target. Ylta released her pent-up breath. Another bulls-eye. Suddenly, voices echoed behind her. Ylta quickly gathered her things up and attempted to run into the dark forest, but it was too late. Her parents stopped short as they made eye contact, and Ylta swiftly averted her gaze, not willing to bear their disapproval. What would the punishment be now?
Character's name: Ylta
Character's age: 80
Character's attitude: Ylta is kind of snobbish sometimes, but she is kind deep down. She prefers to be left alone, but will usually have a few good friends who she will act naturally with. Otherwise, she is cold and distant.
Character's Race: Elf
Character's appearance: Ylta is one of the silver-haired elves, with the characteristic slanted eyes in a deep blue color. She has a round, moon-like face that is very hard to read, as she keeps her emotions guarded.
Character's allegiance: Dragon Riders (she is not one yet, but she will be)
Weapons: Ylta prefers her lightweight bow and arrows, but she is also good with a sword.
Other Info: Ylta will eventually be a Rider.
History: Ylta was born to a high ranking elf family, close to Queen Arya. She doesn't like their social life, however, and many elves do not know she exists, due to her hiding from events and dinners. She has always had a fondness for dragons, and hopes someday to be a Rider. Her parents are very protective, though, and would not let her be presented to the eggs like the other elf children. Ylta once thought of running away, but she had nowhere to go. She has never had a truly good friend, and she has no siblings. Most of her time is spent in her bedroom, reading. She also sneaks away to the weapons training grounds, and became proficient in archery and fencing. She shuns boys, and never wants marriage. After her parents found out she was so good with weapons, they started her with a magic tutor and are seriously considering allowing her to be a Rider, if a dragon egg chooses her.
Role Play Sample: Ylta blew her silvery hair out of her eyes. It always got in the way. Why couldn't it just stay tied back? Maybe once she learned more magic she could transform it in some way. That would be nice.
Peering down the arrow shaft, Ylta banished thoughts of unruly hair and concentrated on the target. She slowly pulled the string back, making the final calculations to her aim. She realeased the string. The arrow shot out of the bow and buried itself in the target. Ylta released her pent-up breath. Another bulls-eye. Suddenly, voices echoed behind her. Ylta quickly gathered her things up and attempted to run into the dark forest, but it was too late. Her parents stopped short as they made eye contact, and Ylta swiftly averted her gaze, not willing to bear their disapproval. What would the punishment be now?
