Post by Trinn on Feb 7, 2011 20:38:12 GMT -5
Your username: Trinn
Character's name: Junya
Character's age: 24
Character's attitude: Junya doesn't speak much, but when she does, it's with cool and collected authority. She's a woman who seeks not to please anyone except her superiors. Everyone else is dust under her feet. She doesn't care much for sentimentality, and in fact is for the most part apathetic. Her only passion is war, and she eagerly looks forward to the next battle, when she can quench her blades with blood.
Character's Race: Human
Character's appearance:
Character's allegiance: Empire
Weapons: Two short swords and a belt knife.
Other Info: Junya owns a war horse, which she trained herself. It's a stallion with a buckskin coloring ( www.ponykids.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Horse-Buckskin-Lusitano.jpg ) named Gringolet. The horse is her only friend, and the only one she trusts.
History: Junya's origin is something of a mystery. She was taken in by a general of the Empirial army, who had found her on a raid of an urgal village. She was merely two years old at the time, and when the general found her, she was standing over a struggling urgal, who had been shot in the side of the neck. The general watched as the girl took a knife and stabbed the brute in the heart. Impressed with her, the general took her back to Uru'baen and raised her among the army. She was never considered his daughter, to him or to anyone else. Rather, she was just an orphan, destined to join the army. Battle seemed to be the only thing she knew, and Junya (a name she had been given by the general who found her) rose quickly in the ranks. Now, at 24, she excels in swordsmanship and horsemanship, and has earned the rank of general.
Role Play Sample: The stable manager eyed her with respect, and fear. Junya walked among through his barn with an even stride, hands held behind her back and chin up. The man was known for his excellent breeding, and she hoped to find her war partner here. A high pitched whinny met her ears, and she drew up to the source. A foal was in a stall by himself, tossing his head in agitation and stamping his hooves. "Why is this one not with his mother?" she asked in a rich, commanding voice.
"The mother died during the colts delivery. He's fairly wild, it would take alot, I think, to break him."
Junya lifted an appreciative brow. "Excellent. I'll take him. And a saddle." Junya remained in front of the young stallion as the breeder rushed to grab a saddle for his patron. The horse calmed after a second, enough so that Junya could reach out a hand and touch the soft fur on his forehead. A rare smile touched the corners of her lips, but it vanished as soon as she heard the footsteps of the owner returning to her. Letting her hand fall away from the colt, she turned to her coin pouch instead. She had great plans for this little one.
OOC: ACCEPTED!! YAY more bad guys!!
Character's name: Junya
Character's age: 24
Character's attitude: Junya doesn't speak much, but when she does, it's with cool and collected authority. She's a woman who seeks not to please anyone except her superiors. Everyone else is dust under her feet. She doesn't care much for sentimentality, and in fact is for the most part apathetic. Her only passion is war, and she eagerly looks forward to the next battle, when she can quench her blades with blood.
Character's Race: Human
Character's appearance:
Character's allegiance: Empire
Weapons: Two short swords and a belt knife.
Other Info: Junya owns a war horse, which she trained herself. It's a stallion with a buckskin coloring ( www.ponykids.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Horse-Buckskin-Lusitano.jpg ) named Gringolet. The horse is her only friend, and the only one she trusts.
History: Junya's origin is something of a mystery. She was taken in by a general of the Empirial army, who had found her on a raid of an urgal village. She was merely two years old at the time, and when the general found her, she was standing over a struggling urgal, who had been shot in the side of the neck. The general watched as the girl took a knife and stabbed the brute in the heart. Impressed with her, the general took her back to Uru'baen and raised her among the army. She was never considered his daughter, to him or to anyone else. Rather, she was just an orphan, destined to join the army. Battle seemed to be the only thing she knew, and Junya (a name she had been given by the general who found her) rose quickly in the ranks. Now, at 24, she excels in swordsmanship and horsemanship, and has earned the rank of general.
Role Play Sample: The stable manager eyed her with respect, and fear. Junya walked among through his barn with an even stride, hands held behind her back and chin up. The man was known for his excellent breeding, and she hoped to find her war partner here. A high pitched whinny met her ears, and she drew up to the source. A foal was in a stall by himself, tossing his head in agitation and stamping his hooves. "Why is this one not with his mother?" she asked in a rich, commanding voice.
"The mother died during the colts delivery. He's fairly wild, it would take alot, I think, to break him."
Junya lifted an appreciative brow. "Excellent. I'll take him. And a saddle." Junya remained in front of the young stallion as the breeder rushed to grab a saddle for his patron. The horse calmed after a second, enough so that Junya could reach out a hand and touch the soft fur on his forehead. A rare smile touched the corners of her lips, but it vanished as soon as she heard the footsteps of the owner returning to her. Letting her hand fall away from the colt, she turned to her coin pouch instead. She had great plans for this little one.
OOC: ACCEPTED!! YAY more bad guys!!
