Rift Role-play Community Character Bios

[Krunkatron]

This thread is reserved for you to post your character bios and provide a space to connect with fellow role players.

Please keep the posts within this thread related to your character profile.

If you're having trouble coming up with a profile, here are some points to help inspire you.

1. Where was your character born?
2. What was life like before your character became ascended?
3. What does your character look like?
4. Does your character have any distinguishing marks, personality trains, or quirks?
5. What sort of role-play are you interested in?

Those are just a few quick points. As the thread grows I'm sure you all will provide better inspiration for one another.

[Viscol]

Yay! I'm just gonna copypasta my bio from Riftrp/FaeblightInn. For those who've never made one of these, the form is here: http://riftrp.net/index.php?topic=715.0

Full Name: Lady Erajia Eliaszadeh, but don't let her hear you call her that.
Avatar Name: Raji
Nicknames: Flower, Mother, Partner
Titles: The Desert Flower

Calling: Cleric

Biographical
Race: Eth, Takhaat tribe
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: Aprox. 532 years ago
Age: A lady never tells
Hair: Auburn
Skin: Dark
Eyes: Green
Height: 5'5"
Weight: A lady never tells, damnit

Place of Residence: Camp, four days a week. Her home in Freemarch the rest of the time.
Place of Birth: Redoubt

Relatives: Mekhai and Leigh
Enemies: She rarely cares enough to hate, unless directly insulted.
Allies: Her campmates, Tyeomorus, Mekhai

Guild: Phoenix Vanguard
Postion: Sentinel, though she tends to disregard her duty.

Occupation: Entertainer
Crafting: Outfitter, Runecrafter, Butcher

Appearance: Average sized, very attractive eth female. Has no scars or marks on her skin, that are visible, anyway. She carries herself well, with a practiced grace that comes through even in battle.

Fashion of Choice: Cool, revealing clothing.
Armor of Choice: Chain, heavy and thick.
Weapons of Choice: Her trusty two handed mace. If she must, a shorter mace and shield.

Special Abilities: None that are unusual.


Personality: Stoic, proud, thoughtful, occasionally wise
Alignment: True neutral, generally
Motivations: Money, status, pride, brotherhood, family
Disposition: Cool to strangers, mildly affectionate to her campmates, loves her family
Outlook: Changes with the breeze, fairly positive as of late

Religion/Philosophy: Brotherhood

Sexuality: She has settled down with Mekhai.

Positive Personality Traits: Dedicated, determined, trustworthy, devoted
Negative Personality Traits: Proud, occasionally b*tchy, stubborn, prone to detrimental decisions
Misc. Quirks: Does not like snakes, but endures for the sake of her pet, Doctor Whiskers.


Interests:
Likes: Exploring, singing, cooking, dancing, lute playing, drinking, sand and sun, mountains
Dislikes: Grabby handed men, grengrug, snakes, heavy clothing, SNOW

Favorite Foods: Strawberries, starfruit, boar, flatbread
Favorite Drinks: Wine, apple juice
Favorite Colors: Purple, gold, silver

Hobbies: Sewing, reading raunchy novels, travel

Details:
History: Raji was born to a companion in a high end companion house that her "father" ran. She was raised with several other children who she came to think of as siblings, though none of them were blood related. Her father liked her the best, and chose her to become his successor, teaching her everything she'd ever need to know about running a business and keeping women in line. She had very little experience in the outside world until her ascension.

[Viscol]

Full Name: Viscol Bara'ah Rah'zin (Formerly Rajan)
Avatar Name: Viscol
Titles: Vissy, Lil' Mouse, Hey you, awkward girl!

Calling: Cleric, Warden


Biographical
Race: Eth
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: 95ish years ago, fifth moon, 15th day
Age: 20
Hair: Light brown
Skin: Tanned
Eyes: Brown with flecks of gold
Height: 5'1"
Weight: 120 lbs

Place of Residence: Meridian, sharing an apartment with Setharion, or at the Vanguard camp.
Place of Birth: In the desert, her family was nomadic, so the exact location is unknown.
Relatives: Seth, husband. Any others are out of contact or dead.
Enemies: Anyone scary, loud, or threatening. Wanton.
Allies: The Phoenix Vanguard, The Desert Fox and Lillian, Ishkhaara
Occupation: Watercaller, healer, chef
Crafting: Outfitter


Appearance:
Viscol is a small woman with large, expressive eyes and a pretty smile that always seems to brighten when her guildmates are around. Her hair is kept loose around her shoulders with a few braids here and there, each one tied with a trinket at the end.

Around her neck is a stunning amethyst pendant secured with a silver chain and a pearl necklace. A matching wedding ring is on her finger.
Fashion of Choice: Modest. Her robes hide most of her form. Sometimes she likes a pretty, breezy dress.
Weapons of Choice: Her trusty two-handed mace is never far away. It is very thin and small, custom made for her little hands. She also has a small mace she likes.
Special Abilities: At a very young age, Viscol showed a talent for the healing arts, often assisting the tribal clerics with the wounded. She also showed a talent for finding water, guiding her family over long distances to sources they were unaware of. She also senses general moods from others, though whether this is simply reading body language or some sort of gift remains to be seen.


Personality:
Alignment: Goody-two-shoes
Motivations: Viscol had at one time, quietly dedicated her life to the teachings of Mariel-Taun. Upon ascension, her prayers went unanswered, resulting in a panic attack and religious crisis. She is looking for something else to do with her life that will test her skills, and will benefit her family and friends.
Disposition: She's friendly and upbeat, a bit shy at first, but warms up to new friends quickly. She's a caring young woman, who wants to do right by everyone.
Outlook: Viscol is optimistic about the world, though she's not sure where technomagic comes into play, or if it even should. She secretly hopes that the Gods stay out of things, and let the mortal races rebuild and repair the damage they have done.
Religion/Philosophy: She's lost her faith, and sometimes struggles with that fact. She figures, as long as she's helping those she cares about, she's doing the right thing.
Sexuality: Ask her, and she'll blush for an hour. After that, she'd mumble about how cute Seth is and wander off to find him.
Positive Personality Traits: Helpful, optimistic, devoted, kind.
Negative Personality Traits: Naive, shy, short tempered under the right circumstances.
Misc. Quirks: Terrified of spiders and some heights. And skeletons. And big dogs. And pretty much everything.


Affiliations:

Guild: Phoenix Vanguard
Guild Rank: Speaker


Interests:
Likes: Reading, singing, playing her flute, eating, wine, flowers, dates with Seth.
Dislikes: Jerks, perverts, excessive drinking, smoking, scary things, loud noises.
Favorite Foods: Breads and apples.
Favorite Drinks: Fresh milk and fruit juices.
Favorite Colors: Red, purple and gold.
Hobbies: Cooking, reading, sewing, swimming, feeding her massive collection of pets.


History:
Viscol's family was large, all dedicated to each other and their lands and their cause--the Dragonslayer Covenant. She focused on her studies, often found with her nose in a book instead of playing with the other children.

She witnessed her family get slaughtered by the Wanton cult, and she was spared the initial wave of violence to be used as a sacrifice. She managed to escape this fate by drowning herself. Coming to in the future, she realized her goddess no longer listened to her and her family was gone. She kept her chin held high and marched on without them.

She joined a band of mercenaries for protection shortly after returning to her desert, but found it to be an uncomfortable experience. She was often used as bait in their missions, carelessly tossed headfirst into terrible situations. She ran away from home one night, looking for a better life elsewhere.

[Signith]

Full Name: Mephyst Icario
Avatar Name: Mephyst
Nicknames: Meph, Mephy, Mith(those who misunderstand someone else saying 'Meph')
Titles: --

Server: Faeblight

Calling: Rogue

First Role
Primary Soul: Riftstalker
Secondary Soul: Nightblade
Tertiary Soul: Bladedancer

Second Role
Primary Soul: Riftstalker
Secondary Soul: Bladedancer
Tertiary Soul: Bard

Biographical
Race: Kelari
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: 20-so years before the fall of the Islands.
Age: Seems to be between middle and late 20s to human years.
Hair: Mottled white and grey, flounced to a feathery faux-hawk
Skin: Pale blue/gray
Eyes: Amber
Height: 6'3.5"
Weight: Lean for his height, built like a runner.

Place of Residence: Wanderer
Place of Birth: Hecatatus, Kelari archipelago. (Until actual islands are named.)

Relatives: Meclyz, status unknown.
Enemies: Abyssal cultists
Allies: Generally everyone else until given reason not to see them as such, former members of Agoge, Pheonix Vanguard.

Occupation: Former priest-in-training.
Crafting: IC: none. Debating artificer just so he can make his own parchment.

Appearance:

Fashion of Choice: In truth, he likes light robes, but will usually be seen in some sort of leather attire as general Kelari dress seems absent in the March.
Armor of Choice: Anything that allows him to move.
Weapons of Choice: Dual swords or daggers.

Special Abilities: Plane shifting (he calls it moving in the 'Between'): physically taxing on him though, and he will often retreat to rest after having to exert himself.


Personality:
Alignment: Neutral Good
Motivations: Finding out the fate of his sister, extermination of the Abyssal, reclamation of his people's home and life.
Disposition: Mellow and approachable, Meph is hard not to eventually grow to like. He may seem almost goofy at times, but underneath is a more somber and serious current that reveals itself more personally in certain moments.
Outlook: Generally positive. A bit amused that he's still mute and trying to work out how to compensate, he's found he's horrible at charades.

Religion/Philosophy: Mephyst believes in equality. There is nothing without price or consequence, and once given, it cannot be regained. This state of equilibrium is one he takes seriously, and impresses on how he sees the world.

Sexuality: Asexual. His mind tends to not even think of others that way, so general statement of sexuality for now is pretty pointless. Perhaps that may change.

Positive Personality Traits: Good listener, empathizer, mellow, observer.
Negative Personality Traits: Sometimes naive or too trusting, too forgiving. Often misses innuendo.
Misc. Quirks:
>Meph has an increasingly expressive face, perhaps making up for his lack of a voice.
>Treasures seemingly small things, such as a hair comb of Meclyz's, and the grey leather gloves Erythia (an Eth friend) made him.
>Collects small baubles and trinkets that interest him, such as a pearl, some sea glass, fossilized coral, old keys. He's interested in their history, and the mystery of it. Wandering about, his company may wonder what he's doing if he suddenly stoops or takes a detour because he's found something of interest.
>He will try to make sounds with his mouth to illustrate something, or to get another's attention, like a light 'pop'. Hey, if it works.
>Mephyst can be found sitting at the Rill Pond listening to the wisps. Though they're lesser spirits, he finds their voices beautiful, and they take his interest openly to have an ear. The area reminds him of home.


Interests:
Likes: The spirits (fire and air moreso), music, incense, reading
Dislikes: Abyssal, flaming dogs of questionable origin--unless he can roast s'mores over them, those that betray his trust. Spirits help Persea if he ever finds her ascended.

Favorite Foods: Curried dishes, a strange spicy rice dish with meats (jambalaya), sliced cucumbers drenched in lime juice and sprinkled with salt.
Favorite Drinks: Chai, often seen sipping Fauxsters, but he actually hates it, rum, coffee.
Favorite Colors: Dark purple, grey, burgundy.

Hobbies: Reading, sleeping (yes it is a hobby, especially post-rift sealing).


Details:

Theme Songs:
Playlist for Mephyst
What he would say is a song he likes: 'Eskimo' Damien Rice

History:

Mephyst and his sister Meclyz were taken in as initiates to the main temple of Hecatatus under the Priestess Persea when she saw the children playing and talking with the wisps one day. The years passed, they grew, and it was decided that to become fully mantled in the priesthood, Mephyst would make his first life-long pact with a lesser air spirit known as Verek.

It was around this time Persea began to act more closed off and within herself. Inviting Mephyst to aid her in the summoning and welcoming of a new spirit to the isle, he soon discovered that she intended on sacrificing his sister as per request of the spirit. He rescued his sister at the cost of Persea's death, which initiated the summoning of the spirit. In order to stop this, he went back and made his pact with Verek in order to be able to have the means to use himself and the temple as a seal for the in-summoning beast. He died when the temple collapsed around him.

Now ascended, his main intention is trying to find out what became of his sister. He doesn't know if she survived the exodus, whether she is likewise ascended, or something else.

[Nanase]

Full Name: Nirah Rajan
Avatar Name: Flameflicker
Nicknames: Flameflicker

Server: Faeblight


Calling: Mage

First Role : Pyromancer - Solo (IC)
Primary Soul: Pyromancer 51
Secondary Soul: Elementalist 5
Tertiary Soul: Warlock 10

Second Role : Pyromancer - DPS (OOC)
Primary Soul: Pyromancer 35
Secondary Soul: Elementalist 31
Tertiary Soul: Archmage 0

Third Role : Chloromancer - Healing (IC)
Primary Soul: Chloromancer 51
Secondary Soul: Warlock 9
Tertiary Soul: Necromancer 6

Fourth Role : Archon - Support (OOC)
Primary Soul: Archon 48
Secondary Soul: Chloromancer 18
Tertiary Soul: Dominator 0

Fifth Role : Dominator - PvP (IC)
Primary Soul: Dominator 51
Secondary Soul: Archmage 15
Tertiary Soul: Warlock 0


Biographical

Race: Human
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: 3rd day of the 9th month
Age: 18 (pre-ascension)
Hair: Black
Skin: Light tan
Eyes: Jade green
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 132 lbs.

Place of Residence: Vanguard Camp
Place of Birth: Unknown

Relatives: Viscol Rah'zin (sister), Setharion Rah'zin (brother-in-law)
Enemies: the Wanton, riftspawn
Allies: the Phoenix Vanguard, the Undaunted, "Ebby," "Red," Dame Savitri

Occupation: Riftwalker, scholar, mage apprentice
Crafting: Novice apothecary, gatherer

Appearance: http://i1182.photobucket.com/albums/...navi/nirah.jpg

Nirah is slightly pale by Ethian standards, but modestly aesthetic and approachable. She wears her dark hair loose about her shoulders and often has something of a windswept appearance. As a result of constant fighting her skin has become a canvas for scars, scrapes, and bruises, mostly on her back, torso, and legs. The most prominent (and recent) one is across her left brow, the result of a grazing arrow from a faction skirmish in Stillmoor.

She possesses two pieces of jewelry. On her right hand she wears a simple, elegant band of platinum with a leaf-shaped emerald set in the center. Around her neck hangs a lengthy, silvery chain that holds three evenly-spaced, spherical gemstones: garnet, emerald, and ruby. Both pieces of jewelry are hidden beneath glove and tunic in armor, but displayed freely when in casual clothing.

Nirah is very expressive and most people can read her with little difficulty.

Fashion of Choice: Nirah prefers dark and royal colors, and a distinct combination of black and white. She dislikes anything particularly showy, especially garments with extra ruffles or lace. Though she was once a bit of a tomboy, sometimes she can be seen in robes and dresses.

Armor of Choice: As a mage, Nirah favors tunic and pants over robes. All of her actual armor is dark, imbued cloth that emphasizes freedom of movement. She possesses cold-weather gear for traversing the Peaks and a white robe for the desert.

Weapons of Choice: Nirah's staff and wand were crafted by her mentor, Daul. She treasures them deeply and is never without them, even in social settings. An inactive turquoise capstone hangs from the head of the staff as an ornament, a relic from some weapon she previously wielded.

Special Abilities: Planar Attunement (sensory) - Nirah is more attuned to the planes than most mages and Ascended/Machine-born. Though her primary element is fire, she can lure any of the planes. Through her attunement she can "hear" elemental forces and gauge their potential and general mood (i.e. restless, malicious, benevolent, etc.).

Illusion - Nirah can disguise herself as a crate or bush. The results are sometimes amusing.

Versatility - Though Nirah is primarily a pyromancer and wields fire against riftspawn, she utilizes domination magic against more intelligent opponents. Nirah is also an adept chloromancer and can heal herself and others. She rarely engages in combat in this role.


Personality

Alignment: Neutral Good
Motivations: Safety (Telara), vengeance (Wanton), destruction (Storm Legion)
Disposition: Cheerful, skittish
Outlook: Nirah is stubborn to the core and brings a sense of optimism into the war each day, but she is quietly certain of Telara's damnation. Unless the Guardians and Defiant take advantage of the Blood Storm's divisiveness instead of imitating it, Telara is doomed.

Religion/Philosophy: Nirah regards the Vigil with a mixture of confusion and growing rebelliousness. She relies only on herself and her Telaran allies in battle and all other things and has a strong sense of loyalty to those close to her.

Sexuality: Straight. Though Nirah isn't homophobic, she finds same-sex partnerships strange and becomes uncomfortable when women flirt with her.

Positive Personality Traits: Cheerful, stubborn, protective, sympathetic, open
Negative Personality Traits: Short-tempered, stubborn, evasive, naive, childish
Misc. Quirks: 1) Nirah is uneasy around individuals who have some or most of their face obscured. 2) She often refers to the wind as "the hissing." 3) Nirah is embarrased to a childish degree by men with their chests revealed, but not women or herself. 4) She dislikes being called a lady. She's insists she's not one. 5) Nirah is extremely jumpy, a poor quality for a mage. Luckily she just teleports away when startled, instead of setting things on fire.


Affiliations

Guild: Phoenix Vanguard
Guild Rank: Scholar
Faction: Dragonslayer Covenant - Nirah travels to Shimmersand daily to cull the numbers of the Wanton, along with the overabundance of riftspawn from Fire and Earthen rifts. The Dragonslayers regard her as an fighting ally and respect her as an Ascended determined to kill as many invaders as possible.


Interests

Likes: Rain, strawberries, cats, fire squirrels, fire in general, novels, lilys, black tea, the Lake of Solace
Dislikes: Hoods, masks, full helms, half the rogues she meets, most surprises, ale, teleporters, large constructs

Favorite Foods: Strawberry shortcake
Favorite Drinks: Black tea, water, red wine
Favorite Colors: Sea green, royal purple, black

Hobbies: Reading, studying, learning to cook, mixing potions, finding new ways to antagonize Tyeomorus


Details

Theme Songs: Apocalyptica - Drive (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fTeT6mQIKis)

History: Nirah is somewhat of a question mark among the Defiant. Though introduced recently as Daul's mage apprentice and Viscol Rah'zin's sister, some wonder why she hasn't appeared long before now. It is rumored that she has past ties to the Guardians, and thus she is regarded with suspicion by Meridian's authorities who catch wind of such speculation. She fits best with the minority who doggedly prioritize fighting the Blood Storm over the Guardians in Telara's three-pronged war. Her past remains ambiguous and is rarely spoken of.

"I don't care if you don't trust or like me. When the riftspawn come crawling, just stay out of my way."

[Bluriel]

Full Name: Bluriel Radam
Avatar Name: Bluriel

Calling: Rogue

First Role
Primary Soul: Marksman
Secondary Soul: Ranger
Tertiary Soul: Assassin

Second Role
Primary Soul: Bard
Secondary Soul: Riftstalker
Tertiary Soul: Nightblade

Third Role:
Primary Soul: Riftstalker
Secondary Soul: Bard
Tertiary Soul: Bladedancer


Biographical
Race: Eth
Gender: Male
Age: 24 years old
Hair: Brown
Skin: Pale, but not completely white
Eyes: Pair (Changing), usually brown
Height: 5"10
Weight: 155 pounds

Place of Residence: Camp, everyday.
Place of Birth: Scarwood

Relatives: His sister, Yulia Radam.
Enemies: Everyone he won't want to trust, Guardian or Defiant, and especially the rift monsters.
Allies: His clan (Guild) and his friends

Guild: Unsung Heroes
Postion: Conscript

Occupation: Mercenary
Crafting: Weaponsmith, mining

Appearance: He doesn't like wearing masks, helms or hoods. He's of an average size for an Eth and in a good shape. He's not a bodybuilder, but his musculature fits with his height. He has brown hairs and his eyes change color depending on his mood.

Fashion of Choice: He usually wears his combat clothes.
Armor of Choice: Cloth
Weapons of Choice: One handed swords, axes or daggers, and a bow just in case. (IC)

Special Abilities: He's very fast and knows techniques similar to a short-ranged teleportation. (But in fact it's just speed)
He can also play music.


Personality

Alignment: Neutral
Motivations: Money and his guild
Disposition: Easy to provoke although he doesn't always defend himself with violence. He's a man that never backs up on his word unless it'll put those he wants to protect in danger. He wouldn't, ever, hurt a woman, unless she tries to hurt someone he loves that can't defend him/herself.
Outlook: He makes himself look like a charmer but the truth is he can't bear staying alone.

Religion/Philosophy: The only people worth trusting are those who'll be ready to sacrifice themselves the same way you would.

Sexuality: Straight.

Positive Personality Traits: He's a man of his word, like said before. He's open and fun to hang with.
Negative Personality Traits: He could change side anytime if you hurt someone he loves. He doesn't have much control over his emotions.
Misc. Quirks: Bluriel never lies: he bluffs.


Interests

Likes: Playing music, drinking, hanging out with people, magic.
Dislikes: Being alone, rift creatures, heavy armors and weapons.

Favorite Foods: Deer, fish.
Favorite Drinks: Beer, water.
Favorite Colors: Green, black, white.

Details

Bluriel loves hanging with people, talking or walking around, especially if they're women. He lost his sister since she started adventuring and that's the reason why he tries to flirt with women: Trying to find his sister. He doesn't discriminate neither Defiants nor Guardians because for him, both are a source of money and both have their reasons to fight. He would never take a mission that would put any of both sides at a disadvantage in that war.

[Notleriff]

Was pestered into doing this, so very well.

Full Name: Leriff Leafblade
Avatar Name: Leriff
Nicknames: The Rift Walker
Titles: The Rift Walker

Server: Faeblight

Calling: Rogue

First Role
Primary Soul: Marksman
Secondary Soul: Assassin
Tertiary Soul: Infiltrator

Second Role
Primary Soul: Riftstalker
Secondary Soul: Bladedancer
Tertiary Soul: Bard

Biographical
Race: High Elf
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: Forgotten
Age: 267
Hair: White/blonde
Skin: Pale white
Eyes: Gold
Height: 6'7''
Weight: 170 lbs.

Place of Residence: N/A
Place of Birth: Forgotten

Relatives: Glawar (Son (Deceased)) Cala (Wife (Deceased))
Enemies: Any creature, sentient, living, dead, or other, that threatens the safety of Telara.
Allies: Any creature, sentient, living, dead, or other, that strives to defend Telara.

Occupation: Ascended Warrior
Crafting: N/A

Appearance: Pale, almost white. Thin, with lean to little muscle. Features are pointed and generally feral in nature.

Armor of Choice: A mixture of chain and plate under a white robe.
Weapons of Choice: A simple bow.

Special Abilities: Being Ascended, I suppose.


Personality:
Alignment: N/A. Alignment is impossible to discern in a setting that is not black and white. If I had to take a guess, it'd be Lawful Good.
Motivations: To save Telara.
Disposition: Calm/tired.
Outlook: If you are not saving Telara, you are harming it, and will be put down without hesitation.

Religion/Philosophy: Devout follower of the Vigil.

Sexuality: N/A. Possesses no urge to form any form of romantic relationship, either physical or otherwise, after the demise of his wife.

Positive Personality Traits: Will fight to defend any living creature, even enemies, until he withers into non-existence.
Negative Personality Traits: Impatient with those deemed foolish.

Interests:
Likes: Meditation, conversation and honorable sparring.
Dislikes: Foolish people, loud people and arrogance.

Favorite Foods: Bread/cheese.
Favorite Drinks: Water.
Favorite Colors: White. Green.

Hobbies: Meditation. Defending Telara.

[solarace]

Full Name: Solarace Oyon of the Silver Wolf
Avatar Name: Solarace
Nicknames:
Titles:

Server: Faeblight

Calling: Mage

First Role
Primary Soul: Pyromancer
Secondary Soul: Elementalist
Tertiary Soul: Archon

Second Role
Primary Soul: Chloromancer
Secondary Soul: Warlock
Tertiary Soul: Archmage

Third Role
Primary Soul: Archon
Secondary Soul: Chloromancer
Tertiary Soul: Archmage

Fourth Role
Primary Soul: Dominator
Secondary Soul: Pyromancer
Tertiary Soul: Archmage


Biographical
Race: Bahmi
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: About 60 years before present time
Date of Death: About 31 years before present time
Age: 29 at time of death/Ascended age
Hair: Brown
Skin: Light purple/gray
Eyes: Gray
Height: Tall for a female Bahmi
Weight: She will never tell

Place of Residence: Meridian
Place of Birth: Iron Pine Peak

Relatives: Solarae (younger sister)
Enemies: Too many to name
Allies: Her fellow guild members

Occupation:
Crafting: Outfitter, Runecrafter


Fashion of Choice: Robes
Armor of Choice: Cloth… although it’s not really her first choice
Weapons of Choice: Staff

Special Abilities: Stealing the strength of her enemies and converting it into power for her allies


Personality:
Alignment: Neutral
Motivations: Her guild and its members, as she views them all as family
Disposition: valiant and straight forward
Outlook: optimistic


Sexuality: Heterosexual

Positive Personality Traits: Brave, brutally honest, loyal
Negative Personality Traits: She often has a bad temper, very sarcastic, flirts with danger
Misc. Quirks: Drinks a lot (although she fights better drunk)


Affiliations:
Guild: Unsung Heroes
Guild Rank: Officer Assist.



Interests:
Likes: Rogues, taverns, traveling to places she shouldn’t
Dislikes: Weak ale, bad company, boredom

Favorite Foods: Stews
Favorite Drinks: Whiskey
Favorite Colors: Black and purple

Hobbies: Hunting


Details:

History: Solarace was not the oldest of her six siblings, but she bossed them all around as if she was. Coming from a family of mages and clerics, she learned how to control her abilities at a young age and became especially fond of the ability to control fire. Her first life was very simple; she completed her trials to find her place within the tribe, while her younger sister had trouble doing so. Because of this, she looked after Solarae, and the two were inseparable; up until Solarae’s death. Even though she discovered that her younger sister was ascended as well, she still never told her how she died, and probably never will. Instead she wanders around Meridian, hanging around the guild hall drinking or talking to random people before preparing for her next battle.

[solarace]

Full Name: Solarae Oyon of the Silver Wolf
Avatar Name: Solarae
Nicknames: Sol
Titles:

Server: Faeblight

Calling: Rogue

First Role
Primary Soul: Bard
Secondary Soul: Night Blade
Tertiary Soul: Ranger

Second Role
Primary Soul: Marksman
Secondary Soul: Riftstalker
Tertiary Soul: Assassin

Third Role
Primary Soul: Assassin
Secondary Soul: Blade Dancer
Tertiary Soul: Saboteur

Fourth Role
Primary Soul:
Secondary Soul:
Tertiary Soul:


Biographical
Race: Bahmi
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: About 58 years before present day
Date of Death: About 32 years before present day
Age: 26 at time of death/Ascended age
Hair: Various shades of light and dark brown
Skin: Light purplish gray
Eyes: Pale gray
Height: Short for a Bahmi: taller than Eth women but near same height as Eth men
Weight: Number unknown, but she has a slight build



Place of Residence: Meridian
Place of Birth: Shimmersand

Relatives: Her sister Solarace, recently discovered as ascended
Enemies: None so far
Allies: Factions of Meridian

Occupation: Mercenary/Traveler
Crafting: Apothecary

Appearance: Solarae is petite for a Bahmi, with light purple/gray colored skin. Her hair is mainly light/medium brown, but with dark brown streaks, and she wears it back, only letting a few strands fall around her face. The sefir tattoos on her face are quite noticeable, going from her forehead, around her eyes and down her cheeks.


Fashion of Choice: Clothes in shades of dark red, dark brown or black

Armor of Choice: Leather
Weapons of Choice: Daggers, one handed axes and her bow

Special Abilities: Solarae is able to blend in with her surroundings, usually undetected and hides in the shadows


Personality:
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Motivations: To make the most of her second life
Disposition: Even tempered
Outlook: Generally positive for a realist

Religion/Philosophy: Solarae adheres to the 4 Oaths of the Bahmi people

Sexuality: Straight

Positive Personality Traits: Helpful
Negative Personality Traits: Loner, Her quiet demeanor can make her appear standoff-ish, and she not always trusting of others
Misc. Quirks: Sometimes talks to herself


Affiliations:
Guild: Unsung Heroes
Guild Rank:



Interests:
Likes: The outdoors especially lakes, ponds or the sea
Dislikes: Loud and disorderly people, giant spiders… well anything with more than 4 legs

Favorite Foods: Fruits and sweets
Favorite Drinks: Wine
Favorite Colors: Neutral tones, reds and black

Hobbies: Reading and traveling


Details:

Theme Songs: Florence and the Machine, with Inon Zur: “I’m not calling you a liar”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cp2QHf9ePn8

History: Solarae was born in a tribe mostly consisting of warriors and those capable of magic and healing, so when she did not possess the abilities of the archane of magic her family expected her to become a warrior, but this was not her calling. At a young age she could pick locks and fade into the shadows: she was born a rogue. She became fascinated with apothecary, and began creating basic potions and tonics. She loved her people, always wanting to bring them honor and held the highest respect for her elders. Her life before was peaceful, and although she was quiet and did not always join her peers in festivities, she was happy. The events that lead to her death are a blur, as she probably blocked it out and pushed it deep into her subconscious, but then she awoke in the future and saw the death that was ravaging Telara. She never questioned why her soul was one of the chosen to be taken from the soul stream, and was grateful for her second chance at life. After being sent back to the present day, she immediately began the search for her family, hoping to make up for the 30+ years she had lost, but sadly they were all gone; killed during the events of the Shade 20 years prior. With this, she realized that she was truly alone begun to roam the lands, helping people in small villages or towns that were in need. She is plagued by nightmares every night, of the future she saw when she awoke as an ascended, and from flashes of her death (the closest thing to remembering what happened to her). She enjoys being outside, feeling the wind in her hair or the smell of the grass, as that is the only peace she has found.

[LadyAzphelie]

Full Name: Azphelie Lucra Beaudelaire
Avatar Name: Azphelie
Nicknames: Az
Titles: Azphelie the Ironclad

Calling: Warrior

First Role
Primary Soul: Beastmaster
Secondary Soul: Champion
Tertiary Soul: Warlord


Biographical
Race: Eth
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: Unknown
Age: About 22
Hair: Dark Brown
Skin: Tan
Eyes: Green
Height: 5'7"
Weight: Ladies don't tell!

Place of Residence: Freemarch, usually, but she has no permanent residence.

Place of Birth: Unknown, presumably near Meridian.

Relatives: None, adoptive parents deceased, she's got a battle-cat named Escalentus.
Enemies: None that she knows of.
Allies: Her guildmates, various contacts she freelances for. A Kelari boy she met shortly after her family died, name Demivurg
Guild: Seekers
Postion: Seeker

Occupation: Freelancer, Seeker
Crafting: Mining, Outfitting, Armorsmithing

Appearance: She's in very athletic shape, even if her stature is more vixen-like. She's got no scars. No tattoos, aside from two jagged couplets along her neck. Her hair is chin-length and she likes it curly.

Fashion of Choice: Armor when working, comfortable/sensible wear when not.
Armor of Choice: Plate, hands down.
Weapons of Choice: Two-handed axes and other bludgeons.

Special Abilities: She sees through "acts" people put out. She's very good at reading and understanding people.

Personality: She's very headstrong and forward. Az likes to get things done and be on her way, no questions asked. Although she's easily distracted by the right things. (i.e: interesting convo topics, men, cute animals)
Alignment: Chaotic Good (She'll do the "right" thing in her mind at ANY cost)
Motivations: The goals of her fellow Seekers are goals of hers, but personally- power, love, influence, achievement, personal(monetary) gain.
Disposition: Az is very friendly to everyone she meets, unless they give her a reason not to be, she cannot STAND people being mean to innocence.
Outlook: She's rather optimistic, very positive.
Religion/Philosophy: She follows no religion, but she's very down-to-earth.
Sexuality: Straight
Positive Personality Traits: Az is very friendly, and likes to tease and make jokes with people. She's very empathetic, and open-hearted.
Negative Personality Traits: She's VERY stubborn and VERY opinionated, and can take reprimanding/scolding too far. Her open-heartedness leaves her vulnerable to betrayal.
Misc. Quirks: She LOVES spiders and has the most empathy for "underdogs".

Interests: Writing, listening to bards play, hunting with companions, spending time with her battle-cat Escalentus.
Likes: Alchemy, stars, animals, the ocean
Dislikes: People hurting the battered and beaten, losing control of anything in any way, shellfish.
Favorite Foods: Sushi, baked goods, various fruits, stuffed anything with cheese.
Favorite Drinks: Anything minty, tea, hot coco
Favorite Colors: Purple, grey, light green.
Hobbies: Writing, training Escalentus, companion-pet hunting, freelancing, gaining influence over people.
Details:
History: Miss Azphelie was raised by two loving adoptive parents who owned a small farm in Freemarch, they told her she was in their fields with Escalentus as a toddler, and there was no way to tell how she'd gotten there. Having no kids of their own, they raised her to be diligent, benevolent, tenacious, and hard-working. She was a picture of perfect upbringing, up until she turned 16. A massive suspicious fire stuck their farm, killing all livestock, crops, and her parents. The deeds to their home had gone missing a while back, so she could not make anything of the burnt out wreck. With no proof that someone had actually planned this, she, battered and confused in tears, left her home in search of something to fill the hole in her heart. She and Escalentus stumbled upon Meridian, and a Kelari boy named Demivurg. Their friendship was somewhat stormy, but they were close, through thick and thin. Azphelie started rebelling against Meridian's ways, she didn't agree with their idea of "enough" and felt she had to do even more on her own. She's recently joined up with the Seekers to further do so with people who feel the same. Demivurg chose to stay with Meridian, and build his stature in the Defiant Army. They have not spoken in years.

[ilex011]

(Faeblight)

Full Name: Ilexx
Avatar Name: Ilexx


Calling: Mage

First Role
Primary Soul: Necromancer
Secondary Soul: Warlock
Tertiary Soul: Archon

Second Role
Primary Soul: Chloromancer
Secondary Soul: Warlock
Tertiary Soul: n/a

Biographical:
Race: High Elf
Gender: Female
Age: 250- very young in elven years
Hair: Black
Skin: White
Eyes: Green, very green
Height: 5"10
Weight: ~120lbs

Place of Residence: It's a secret. ;)
Place of Birth: Silverwood

Relatives: None living. Has a fiancee though.
Enemies: Planar creatures. She harbors no ill will against the Defiant. In fact, much to the chagrin of the Guardians, she happens to think we need to work *with* the Defiants.
Allies: Certain members of her Clan (guild).

Guild: The Platinum Order
Postion: Member

Occupation: Cheerful Lich Services, or Chloro for new Ascended in Silverwood. Liches DO have a heart, you know! They just happen to be hidden in our phylactery... ;)
Crafting: Outfitting, Runecrafting, Butchering.

Appearance: Clothes horse. Her bank is stuffed to the gills with costumes to suit her mood.

Fashion of Choice: Depends on mood.
Armor of Choice: Cloth
Weapons of Choice: Staves, wands. She loves swords though.

Special Abilities: Well, a cheerful Lich counts as a special ability, no?


Personality

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
Motivations: Sheer curiosity.
Disposition: Cheerful, as mentioned. But she is very much a loner and often will wander and explore alone, with Expendable and a pet.
Outlook: Dismal. She hides it well.

Religion/Philosophy: Athiest. Still internally resolving the things she's seen via Omen Sight in Sanctum. This bothers her very very much.
Sexuality: Pansexual.

Positive Personality Traits: Fun to be with, for a Lich.
Negative Personality Traits: Better left unsaid.
Misc. Quirks: *Loves* to shapeshift using trinkets


Interests

Likes: Necromancy, Expendable, her pets, her allies, being alone.
Dislikes: Arrogance, rudeness, stupid jokes. She doesn't suffer fools gladly.

Favorite Foods: Souls of the weak.
Favorite Drinks: Wassail.
Favorite Colors: Black, Dark Grey, sometimes red as a nice accent color.

Details

Sadly, she has no living relatives and since Ascension, she can no longer remember her history at all, save for the fact she was born in Silverwood. Her former life is a mystery to her. Expendable is her family.

[Kazyyk]

Full Name: Gruthar Nashal Vyrmir
Avatar Name: Gatherer
Nicknames: Grut
Titles: The Gatherer

Server: Faeblight

Calling: Warrior

First Role
Primary Soul: Reaver
Secondary Soul: Paladin
Tertiary Soul: Warlord

Biographical
Race: Bahmi
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: Sometime during the Blood Storm Wars
Age: Unknown
Hair: None
Skin: Tanned
Eyes: Dark Brown
Height: 7' 8"
Weight: 345 lbs

Place of Residence: Meridian
Place of Birth: Rhaza'de Canyons

Relatives: All Deceased
Enemies: Guardians
Allies: Defiant

Occupation: Warrior; Tank
Crafting: Mining; Foraging; Gathering

Appearance: Tall, heavy, and large, Gruthar appears very formidable. An easy target to hit, he is well-adorned in heavy plates of armor and carries a large shield to shrug off blows. His apparel can very, the only consistency being the thickness of the plates. As a result of his heavy armor, he is very audible when walking and can be heard quite some distance away, lumbering step by step.

Fashion of Choice: N/A ; Heavy Armor
Armor of Choice: Platemail
Weapons of Choice: Sword/Blade

Special Abilities:
Gruthar never intended to dodge any blows. Rather, he prefers to face them head on. Gruthar is capable of sustaining much damage, especially if there is a healer about. On the brink of death, Gruthar can give himself one final push to sustain even more damage before collapsing.


Personality: Cautious, Passive, Honorbound, Loyal
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Motivations: Seeks Honor for himself
Disposition: Indifferent to all, Loyal to Guild
Outlook: Life without honor, is no life at all

Religion/Philosophy:
Cares not for the Vigil, prefers not to think about the big picture.

Sexuality:
Asexual

Positive Personality Traits: Friendly with familiar individuals; sense of humor; likes to drink
Negative Personality Traits: Apathetic towards unknown individuals; can be difficult to talk down if angered
Misc. Quirks:
Gruthar doesn't talk much, but when he does it's always with a drink in hand and a laugh along the way. Once this big fella' starts talking, it's usually a good time. Otherwise, he'll only say something if it's important.


Affiliations:
Guild: Freelance; Available for Recruitment
Guild Rank: N/A
Faction: N/A
Faction: N/A
Faction: N/A
Faction: N/A


Interests: War; Drinking; Risks; Gambling; Smithing
Likes: Drinking; Gambling; Other Warriors; Clerics
Dislikes: Annoying Individuals; Unfair Fights; Rogues

Favorite Foods: Any!
Favorite Drinks: Ember Isle Brew
Favorite Colors: Orange

Hobbies:
When not killing things, drinking, or smithing, Gruthar likes to wander into places he's never been before to see what's there. He often thinks he's tough enough to brave any horrors that awaits. Otherwise, he spends his time teaching himself various crafts or combat techniques against dummies.

Details:
Played by What Famous Person: N/A?

Theme Songs: In the house, in a heartbeat - John Murphy

History:
Gruthar grew up like many of the rest of the Bahmi, in the Rhaza'de Canyons. However, Gruthar stood apart in his heritage by either refusing or removing to receive/keep his sefir, or facial tattoos of historical significance to the Bahmi. Utterly indifferent to not only his own people, but others as well, he sought to find honor for himself by his own honor code, which has never been written and is uniquely placed in his mind. Often misunderstood for being odd, he merely wishes to please his senses and thusly seeks to do things which honor his code. However, after some time Gruthar began to tire of his loneliness, and set out to find a guild to which he could find welcome in, and to which he could remain honorable towards. Gruthar earned his name by his Bahmi peers by often purposefully encouraging the enemy to attack him, thus 'gathering' the enemy forces around him.

[Rosalia]

Full Name: Aderwyn Elydisia Rosewood ( She hates her middle name)
Avatar Name: Aderwyn
Nicknames: Ader
Titles: The Light In The Dark

Server: Faeblight

Calling: Rogue

First Role
Primary Soul: Marksman
Secondary Soul: Riftstalker
Tertiary Soul: Ranger

Biographical
Race: High Elf
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: 29th Day Of The 11th Moon
Age: 273
Hair: Rosewood/Crimson
Skin: Lightly Tanned (for a Elf)
Eyes: Amber/Gold
Height: 6'5"
Weight: Ask her for yourself.

Place of Residence: N/A She travels too much right now, but occasionally is in Sanctum.
Place of Birth: Silverwood

Relatives: N/A
Enemies: The Dragon Cultists ( especially the Wanton)
Allies: Anyone who shares her ideals

Occupation: Adventurer
Crafting: Apothecary, Forager, Butcher

Appearance: Aderwyn has signature red hair that matches her last name. She usually wears her hair curled away from her face and loose. Her eyes are golden and tend to glow in any type of light. She wears red eyeshadow and black eyeliner for her makeup. She is very tall for a Elven woman and towers over many female Elves, Dwarves and Mathosians alike.

Fashion of Choice: Aderwyn will wear anything that is simple to move in. She doesn't like to dress up, but will every so often.
Armor of Choice: Any leather type armor that is easy to move in.
Weapons of Choice: Bow and Arrows

Special Abilities: Aderwyn is a master at ranged combat. Her arrows are charged with Air Energy and can even steal health from others should she choose to do so.


Personality:
Alignment: Neutral
Motivations: Peace, Discovery, Adventure, Love (if she can find it)
Disposition: Calmly Optimistic
Outlook: Aderwyn is optimistic about the future of Telara but thinks the war between Guardians and Defiants is utter nonsense. In her eyes, the Bloodstorm should be dealt with first and foremost.

Religion/Philosophy: She is a follower of Thontic and Tavril's ways most out of the Vigil.

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Positive Personality Traits: Aderwyn is calm and wise, at times revealing her age in the amount of wisdom she shows. She is usually seen with a smile and has a kind persons when not in battle. She is always willing to help anyone in need.
Negative Personality Traits: Aderwyn can be very secretive when it comes to certain matters. While she is calm, she can lose her temper from time to time, but will never fight in a pointless battle. In battles, her old persona comes out and she becomes merciless, unforgiving and cruel.
Misc. Quirks:
> She hates crying in front of others, no matter who they are.
> She prefers sleeping outside and or near a lake.
> She hates being alone, even though she usually is.

[size=14pt]Affiliations:[/size]
Guild: House Avonmora
Guild Rank: Princess



Interests: Making tea, exploring,
Likes: music, candles, Lilies, the ocean, the forests
Dislikes: Cultists, masks, Ale, Mead, Satyrs, Shyla (somewhat)

Favorite Foods: Strawberries, Sauteed Vespid, Meat and Vegetables On The Arrow ( kebabs)
Favorite Drinks: Tea, Enchanted Water
Favorite Colors: Turquiose, green, and blue ( somewhat red)

Hobbies: Mountain Climbing, Swimming, Gazing at the horizon, picking flowers


Theme Songs:
Dance With The Trees ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PuIYDyOwc8 )
Breath Of The Forest ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mC9kk...eature=related )


History:

Aderwyn was born into a noble Elven Family called Rosewood. Aderwyn was always bored with staying home and studying. She was often found in the woods playing with animals and faeries as a child. When she was older she became a Ranger in the High Elven Army.
When the Mathosian War began, Aderwyn wasn't sure whether to listen to Shyla or Prince Hylas. She chose to stay behind and followed the will of Prince Hylas. She slowly began to see why Hylas was now acting like he was now that Shyla had left. She then began to pray to Tavril for Guidance on what to do/
Before she could go on the mission she was assigned, she was killed. Not by a Rift, but by Tavril in a landslide. Tavril brought her back as Ascended, for being something that wasn't found in the Aelfwar; Faithful to the Vigil.
Aderwyn still retains her Aelfwar persona in battles but still remains kind to others. She still has trouble accepting the fact she is going against Hylas and she hopes he can be redeemed.

[Auramahn]

Full Name: Unknown
Avatar Name: Auramahn
Nicknames: N/A
Titles: N/A

Server: Faeblight

Soul Calling
Primary Soul: Necromancer
Secondary Soul: Warlock

Biographical Information
Race: Eth
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: Unknown
Age: Unknown
Hair: Blonde
Skin: Pale White
Eyes: Light Blue
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 165 lbs

Place of Residence: Freemarch
Place of Birth: Unknown

Relatives: N/A
Enemies: The World
Allies: Death

Occupation: Unknown
Crafting: Artificer, Runebreaking, and Mining

Appearance: Thin, pale (due to his close relationship with death and planar power). Very light blue eyes (showing that he was in fact, a caring individual at one time), pale blond hair,

Fashion of Choice: Long, dark hooded robes adroned in a shield of dark energy.
Armor of Choice: Dark Energy
Weapons of Choice: Two-Handed Staffs

Special Abilities:


Personality:
Alignment: Balanced
Motivations: Self, Power, Immortality, Revenge, Companionship...(Love)
Disposition: Usually detached, sometimes becomes absorbed in his own power. (Shown by wild rage-filled eyes, maniacal laughter after casting a spell, and a devious grin on his face.)
Outlook: Apathetic

Religion/Philosophy: Death is an ally. Death is an enemy. Death is an obstacle. Death is Freedom. Death is Power. I control Death. I will not Die.

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Positive Personality Traits: Wise, Unusually strong (physically), Strong willed, Determined, Secretive, Deserved Arrogance.
Negative Personality Traits: You decide.
Misc. Quirks:
< After enough time Auramahn talks to, and treats his "pet" as his own. (Is highly distraught if that pet gets killed, as he now has to bond with a new one, is even known to sacrifice his own power to heal a dying "pet".)
< Often speaks in third person.
< Enjoys studying the bodies of dying creatures.
<

Interests:

Likes: Necromancy, his "pets", Mixing technology with dark magics, Being "alone"(with "pet") with his thoughts, Alchemy (although he doesn't practice it, he has a strong respect for those who do.),

Dislikes: Rudeness (for one who's only ally((and true enemy)) is Death, Auramahn is highly noble.), large crowds, Arrogance when undeserved (although he highly respects it when it is deserved as it is a sign of high intelligence), fools who are unwilling to embrace the dark arts and just fools in general, killing something quickly that can be further studyed,
Hobbies: Reading, studying arcane texts, amassing wealth, Meditating in solace(usually on a small island in the middle of a large watermass , a snowy mountain peak, or in a quiet dark forest), Writing (unbeknowest to most he is an excellent poet, although he spends an equal amount of time writing manuscripts or taking notes from arcane texts.), studying the bodies of dying creatures,

Favorite Foods:
Favorite Drinks:
Favorite Colors: Dark Purple, Black, Crimson


History: Little is known about Auramahn before his Ascension, various text describe a mage with his characteristics living 150 years before, although nothing can be proven. Although Auramahn is apathetic with his previous life, he is often plagued by nightmares for which he has no explanation, or feelings of de javu among his adventures. He may never know who he was, the only thing he has now is himself, and someone who has always been there for him, as his ally, his confidant, and for a brief time (before his Ascension) his Master, Death.

[Netherstorm]

Full Name: Shiefra "Green Eyes" Treebreeze
Avatar Name: Shiefra
Nicknames: Green Eyes, Crazy Cat Lady, Wench (affectionately by close friends)

Server:Faeblight

Faction: Guardian
Race: High Elf
Gender: Female

Height: 5' 2"
Skin Color: Pale ivory
Hair Color: Seafoam or mint green depending on the light
Eye Color: Green
Weight: 131 lbs

Age: 80 elven years (24 by human standards) at time of Ascension
Date of Birth: Not clear
Cause of Death Before Ascension: In the Mathosian Civil War
Place of Birth: Silverwood
Place of Residence: Nomadic, normally flitting about the wild places of Telara

Calling: Rogue

Soul 1: Ranger

Soul 2: Marksmanship

Soul 3: Nightblade

Pets: Anrothan (wild boar), Feyro (gray wolf), Courage (small companion for long travels)

Relatives: No siblings. Due to the longevity of the High Elves, her parents were content with one child. As to the whereabouts of her parents, she is unsure. She lost contact after her "death" under Shyla's command, and after being Ascended by the Vigil has been unable to locate them.

Sexual Orientation: Inclination toward the straight and narrow, although is mildly curious about more...eclectic tastes as well.

Relationships: None at the moment. She is still in a state of confusion following Ascension and would like time to adjust to her new role in Telara's future.

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Motivation: Destroying the Cults and stopping the Dragons from bringing further harm to Telara. Protecting the woods and wild places of the world. Friendship and honor.

Disposition: Friendly and open to those who she knows well and trusts. Rather reserved with strangers, as most of her kind is. Skittish in large crowds.

Spiritual Direction: A loyal follower of the Goddess Tavril and devoted to the Vigil.

Enemies: The cultists (of which there are too many to count), the Aelfwar (foul betrayers of Shyla's trust), Defiants in general (Exceptions of course must be made).

Allies: Guildmates, Quicksilver College, Order of the Flame

Professions: Outfitter, Runecrafter, Butcher, Fishing, Survivalist

Appearance:

Physical Description: Shiefra is fairly short and slender, like many High Elves. She has incredibly pale skin from lack of exposure to the sun. (Living the majority of your life in a forest of trees with wide canopies tends to have that effect on you). She has fairly light green eyes, and light green hair to match, making it fairly easy for her to blend into the mottled shadows of the forests. She has strong, supple fingers that are adept at quickly loosing arrows at high speed. Her hair is fairly wavey, tending towards curls at the end, is around shoulder length. She lets it hang free, enjoying the feeling of freedom and spriteliness it gives her. She has a small nose and a rather large mouth (perfect for getting herself into trouble, her mother would always scold).

Notable Features: She is missing the tip of her index finger on the left hand after accidentally slicing it off as a wee child in Silverwood, playing warrior with a childhood friend. She has a faint green array of fluid lines across her forehead in a pleasing design; a tattoo given to her at her birthing by the midwife.

Personal Possessions: A tiny beaded necklace that she keeps mostly hidden under her armor. A glowing bracelet made up of 3 rings that she likes to flaunt while dancing. Several pairs of earings that she only wears when the situation calls for "stateliness".

Fashion: Shiefra is quite fond and proud of the armor bestowed on her by the Vigil as a new Ascended, and rather likes the colors. For now she can be found flouncing around in her winged helmet and oddly colored cuiress.

Armor: Shiefra, as a Rogue, wears leather armor for ease of movement and long forest travels. She prefers tunics and short sleeved jerkins over the more elaborate types of armor, in muted greens and browns for blending in with her natural surroundings.

Weapons: Shiefra carries 2 small daggers for emergencies, but her real weapon is the bow. Most of her bows are hand crafted by close friends from wood found throughout Silverwood, and her arrows are always clean and straight.

Special Abilities: Being newly Ascended, Shiefra is okay with not having any unique or outstanding abilities that would make her stand out among her brethren. She prefers the descretion of the shadows, and is quite happy to surprise potential foes with careful maneuvers and strategic standpoints. Although she can claim mastery over certain animals, and shares a close bond with 2 such individuals, who she shares her oftentimes long and lonely travels with.

Positive Personality Traits: Very patient and kind. Always helpful to those in need. Has determination and courage. She always takes a few moments to look over a situation before deciding on how she would like to involve herself, if at all.

Negative Personality Traits: Sarcastic, rather vague and confusing way of speaking. Stubborn. Opinionated. Does not take advice well. A bit of a snob around strangers.

Likes: Mountains, waterfalls, trees, animals, killing planar invaders, crafting new and unique runes for her armor, exploring Telara.

Dislikes: Defiant as standard protocol, spiders, Aelfwar. Has a particular loathing for the Plane of Death, and goes out of her way to deliberately antagonize and engage denizens of Death rifts in combat. She also dislikes bossy know it all types, and those that deliberately feed others false information.

Favorite Foods: Shiefra, being a child of the forests, is rather partial to anything found or caught by her own hand. Although she really likes her health potions.

Favorite Drinks: Honey Mead

Favorite Colors: Green, Gold, Brown.

Hobbies/Interests: Singing (only when alone; she is much too shy to sing in the company of others), reading, talking with friends, meditating, fishing, climbing whatever takes her fancy.

Theme Song: "Over the Hills and Far Away" Nightwish

OOC:: I am relatively new to RP, but I absolutely love the idea and for some time now have wanted to try my hand at it after watching several close RL friends RPing in the various games we've played. I hope no one is overly offended by "noobishness" in-game, and I apologize if I may seem somewhat muddled at times. I think I would like medium RP, and I am always open to random open world RP. If you stumble across me in Faeblight, introduce yourself and let's see where it takes us!