Post by Trinn on Mar 10, 2009 17:05:09 GMT -5
Your username: Trinn
Character's name: Meera
Character's age: 21
Character's attitude: Whimsical and flirtatious. Meera has a very bouyant personality, definitely not shy. She does whatever she wants, unless Trianna has told her otherwise. Loyal and smart, Meera is unwavering in her beliefs. Holds a facination for dragons, admiring the beauty of their scales. Loves to explore, and can often times be found climbing trees or snooping around the castle.
Character's Race: Human
Character's appearance:
Character's allegiance: Varden (part of the faction du vrangr grata)
Weapons: Magic
Other Info: An excellent horseman and musician.
History: Born to one of the numerous families in the Empire, Meera had anything she wanted. Her governess tutored her in everything academic, but she also was tutored in weaponry, horsemanship, and music. Not only that, but the families personal sorceror taught her magic on the side. It was this she excelled at. Being part of the noble family, Meera heard many grumblings about Galbatorix. At 18, she made up her mind to join the varden. During the night, she saddled a horse and rode off, leaving only a short note for her parents: Sorry my dear guardians, but I shan't be a pawn for Galbatorix. With this in mind, I ride to the varden. Do not worry for me. - Your beautiful daughter, Meera.
Once she arrived to the Beor mountains, her mind was infilitrated by the twins, who deemed her safe. Only hours later, Trianna approached her, inquiring if she had any magical ability. Seeing that Meera was more than profficient, Trianna accepted her into Du Vrangr Grata. She has been with them for three years now.
Role Play Sample: Meandering down the hall, Meera walked with her hands behind her back, whistling a catchy tune. When she came to a door she had not been in before, she reached out and tested the handle. Most of these were just spare rooms, and she continued on her way. Soldiers passing gave her an appreicative glance. Meera smiled back widely, giving them a wink, all the while whistling. The soldiers stared back, astonished that a girl could be so forward. When they were out of sight, Meera found another door she had never been through. Jingling the handle, she found it locked. Meera lifted an eyebrow and smiled. Locks were no match for her. Speaking a word in the ancient language, the door clicked open. Laughing, Meera slipped inside. The room was dark, and Meera illuminated it with a werelight. The room looked to be an armory of some sorts, packed with sword and spears, sheilds and helms. But it also held rows of scrolls. "Ohh. A sweet little surprise for Meera?" Loping over to one of the racks, Meera gingerly picked out one of the scrolls, unrolling the parchment. Written in a fine hand were spells upon spells. "Now this is more like it." Taking a seat at an open table, Meera engulged herself in the scroll, but not before closing the door and locking it to insure no intruders.
ACCEPTED!! haha
Character's name: Meera
Character's age: 21
Character's attitude: Whimsical and flirtatious. Meera has a very bouyant personality, definitely not shy. She does whatever she wants, unless Trianna has told her otherwise. Loyal and smart, Meera is unwavering in her beliefs. Holds a facination for dragons, admiring the beauty of their scales. Loves to explore, and can often times be found climbing trees or snooping around the castle.
Character's Race: Human
Character's appearance:
Character's allegiance: Varden (part of the faction du vrangr grata)
Weapons: Magic
Other Info: An excellent horseman and musician.
History: Born to one of the numerous families in the Empire, Meera had anything she wanted. Her governess tutored her in everything academic, but she also was tutored in weaponry, horsemanship, and music. Not only that, but the families personal sorceror taught her magic on the side. It was this she excelled at. Being part of the noble family, Meera heard many grumblings about Galbatorix. At 18, she made up her mind to join the varden. During the night, she saddled a horse and rode off, leaving only a short note for her parents: Sorry my dear guardians, but I shan't be a pawn for Galbatorix. With this in mind, I ride to the varden. Do not worry for me. - Your beautiful daughter, Meera.
Once she arrived to the Beor mountains, her mind was infilitrated by the twins, who deemed her safe. Only hours later, Trianna approached her, inquiring if she had any magical ability. Seeing that Meera was more than profficient, Trianna accepted her into Du Vrangr Grata. She has been with them for three years now.
Role Play Sample: Meandering down the hall, Meera walked with her hands behind her back, whistling a catchy tune. When she came to a door she had not been in before, she reached out and tested the handle. Most of these were just spare rooms, and she continued on her way. Soldiers passing gave her an appreicative glance. Meera smiled back widely, giving them a wink, all the while whistling. The soldiers stared back, astonished that a girl could be so forward. When they were out of sight, Meera found another door she had never been through. Jingling the handle, she found it locked. Meera lifted an eyebrow and smiled. Locks were no match for her. Speaking a word in the ancient language, the door clicked open. Laughing, Meera slipped inside. The room was dark, and Meera illuminated it with a werelight. The room looked to be an armory of some sorts, packed with sword and spears, sheilds and helms. But it also held rows of scrolls. "Ohh. A sweet little surprise for Meera?" Loping over to one of the racks, Meera gingerly picked out one of the scrolls, unrolling the parchment. Written in a fine hand were spells upon spells. "Now this is more like it." Taking a seat at an open table, Meera engulged herself in the scroll, but not before closing the door and locking it to insure no intruders.
ACCEPTED!! haha
