Post by Tismri on Dec 5, 2011 2:51:57 GMT -5
Your username: Jeriah/Tismri
Character's name: Shivan Snow
Character's age: 92
Character's attitude: Shivan is kind-hearted and sweet, but is fierce in battle. She loves cold weather and her favorite element is ice. She cares deeply about her friends and will fight by their sides through thick and thin. However, she also has a love of going off on her own to explore the unknown world around her.
Character's Race: elf
Character's appearance: Shivan has pale skin and ice-blue eyes, and her hair is snow-white, earning her the name "snow." She wears a light armor of a golden color crafted by some of the smiths of her people.
Character's allegiance: Varden/Ismalia
Weapons: Shivan has a vast array of weapons, from an ash bow to an ebony claymore. Her most commonly used weapon, however, is a pure white short sword named Shadowstar.
Other Info: She has travelled in Ismalia long before she ever set foot in the Empire, and has even gone as far as the great ice mountains that form Ismalia's northern boarder. She has an affinity for the cold.
History: Shivan was born in Ellesmera, but she did not stay there long. Indeed, in a few short years, she was already travelling around Ismalia with her parents, who guarded her against any potentially unfriendly humans. She always loved it whenever it would snow, and she would play in it for hours. Her first use of magic was a gentle prodding of the heavy-laden clouds to begin dropping their load--which was an impressive feat, even for an adept magician. Ice seemed just as much a part of her as breath.
Eventually, she made her way further south, returning to Ellesmera and then travelling around the Empire. In very recent years, she visited the Varden, and one egg, a bright as a polished ruby, hatched for her after several days. Shivan named the dragon Odahviing, a name which in an ancient Ismalian dialect meant "Winged Snow Hunter."
Despite their incredibly close bond, Shivan and Odahviing are very much independant of each other, each often going off to pursue their own interests. However, their connection runs so deep that she merely needs to call his name, and he simply needs to loose a roar, for the other to instantly return.
Role Play Sample:
Shivan glanced around the group of bandits who had ambushed her. It was a very large group, as well, and every one of them looked skilled for humans. Even she might have some trouble with them.
"Well well, looks like we've got ourselves a hero," one brute said.
"She'll be so much easier to rob if she's dead," a woman added, noticing Shivan's equipment, as well as her obviously elven features. Finally, a bandit lead the charge.
"Odahviing!" Shivan called out, even as she calmly drew her weapon to block the incoming attack. Shadowstar gleamed with an inner light as she swung the blade around. In moments, a red dragon dropped out of the sky, bathing the ground in a swath of flame. Shivan dodged to the side and the bandits all screamed in the inferno. In moments, they were all dead.
That was all you called me for? Odahviing asked, seemingly a little disappointed.
No. I just missed you, Shivan replied, hugging the dragon's snout.
Dragon info:
Name: Odahviing (means Winged Snow Hunter)
Attitude: He is a very independent dragon, and he often spends time on his own. He loves every kind of weather, but snow is held near and dear to his heart because of how much his Rider appreciates it. He spends a lot of time perched upon one of the mountains in the Spine, when he is not busy hunting. He loves Shivan dearly and will be at her side whenever she might need him, but at the same time they both have their solitude.
Character's name: Shivan Snow
Character's age: 92
Character's attitude: Shivan is kind-hearted and sweet, but is fierce in battle. She loves cold weather and her favorite element is ice. She cares deeply about her friends and will fight by their sides through thick and thin. However, she also has a love of going off on her own to explore the unknown world around her.
Character's Race: elf
Character's appearance: Shivan has pale skin and ice-blue eyes, and her hair is snow-white, earning her the name "snow." She wears a light armor of a golden color crafted by some of the smiths of her people.
Character's allegiance: Varden/Ismalia
Weapons: Shivan has a vast array of weapons, from an ash bow to an ebony claymore. Her most commonly used weapon, however, is a pure white short sword named Shadowstar.
Other Info: She has travelled in Ismalia long before she ever set foot in the Empire, and has even gone as far as the great ice mountains that form Ismalia's northern boarder. She has an affinity for the cold.
History: Shivan was born in Ellesmera, but she did not stay there long. Indeed, in a few short years, she was already travelling around Ismalia with her parents, who guarded her against any potentially unfriendly humans. She always loved it whenever it would snow, and she would play in it for hours. Her first use of magic was a gentle prodding of the heavy-laden clouds to begin dropping their load--which was an impressive feat, even for an adept magician. Ice seemed just as much a part of her as breath.
Eventually, she made her way further south, returning to Ellesmera and then travelling around the Empire. In very recent years, she visited the Varden, and one egg, a bright as a polished ruby, hatched for her after several days. Shivan named the dragon Odahviing, a name which in an ancient Ismalian dialect meant "Winged Snow Hunter."
Despite their incredibly close bond, Shivan and Odahviing are very much independant of each other, each often going off to pursue their own interests. However, their connection runs so deep that she merely needs to call his name, and he simply needs to loose a roar, for the other to instantly return.
Role Play Sample:
Shivan glanced around the group of bandits who had ambushed her. It was a very large group, as well, and every one of them looked skilled for humans. Even she might have some trouble with them.
"Well well, looks like we've got ourselves a hero," one brute said.
"She'll be so much easier to rob if she's dead," a woman added, noticing Shivan's equipment, as well as her obviously elven features. Finally, a bandit lead the charge.
"Odahviing!" Shivan called out, even as she calmly drew her weapon to block the incoming attack. Shadowstar gleamed with an inner light as she swung the blade around. In moments, a red dragon dropped out of the sky, bathing the ground in a swath of flame. Shivan dodged to the side and the bandits all screamed in the inferno. In moments, they were all dead.
That was all you called me for? Odahviing asked, seemingly a little disappointed.
No. I just missed you, Shivan replied, hugging the dragon's snout.
Dragon info:
Name: Odahviing (means Winged Snow Hunter)
Attitude: He is a very independent dragon, and he often spends time on his own. He loves every kind of weather, but snow is held near and dear to his heart because of how much his Rider appreciates it. He spends a lot of time perched upon one of the mountains in the Spine, when he is not busy hunting. He loves Shivan dearly and will be at her side whenever she might need him, but at the same time they both have their solitude.
