Post by Sylfia on Aug 30, 2008 14:43:31 GMT -5
Your user name: Sylfia
Phrase needed in application: Du Sundavar Freohr
Character name: Nerefon
Race: Elf-sol
Gender: Female
Age: 670 years old but looks 13 years old
allegiance: Empire.
Appearance and Clothing: Pale white skin short silky white with black tiped hair with one red eye and one jade green eye. She is 6 feet 4 inches tall full lips long fingers. Loves the night and has black leather, if thats possible and black knee high boots. She has a sword that is all ebony coloring. When not working she wears a black peasant top and black breeches but keeps the sword with her at all times but looks normal when blending in.
Home: Uru bean
Preferred weapons: A ebony sword, two ebony daggers that are located by her left hip, Magic, Bow.
Skills: Sword, martial arts, bow, magic, daggers.
Weakness: Doesn't know when to stop when angry. Magic takes over when angry. Makes foes easily.
Personality/traits/Habits: Angered easily has no friends and keeps to herself most of the time. She works on things that others of her kind don't and she researches people before killing them. She usually does her own killings rather then be assigned to kill a certain person or thing. She doesn't rely on anyone but herself and does things on her own rather then do it in a group or in pairs.
Pet: a horse and a black Raven who has the abilities like a werecat to transform into a form of a human.
Brief History: When she was younger her parents got killed by a pair of assassins that came to kill the whole family but she was lucky that she was out in the woods behind her home in a very unlikely spot. She was only 50 or so, Along with her baby sister in her arms and after seeing her parents dead she made an oath to hunt her parent's killers. But before she did that she begged the Varden to take her sister to raise her and Nerefon knew that she would be her sisters enemy. She became an assassin and a really well known one at the age of 100. Other then that she is ruthless and has no mercy for anyone. Her only weakness is not knowing when to stop.
Role Play sample: Nerefon was riding on her horse named Laynic. She had been traveling for a good month and she had to get her work done that she was told to do for the king. She had been working for him for years ever since her parents died. She grew up with hate in her heart ever since then and she couldn't or wouldn't change because of that and she knew that nothing could change that. Her sister is Jamie.
It was getting dark and she needed to sleep though she had to let her horse get some rest as well. The king made her swear in the ancient language to bring him what he needed. She had to but then again she swore to him. She was waiting to have the stew to be done when heer raven came swooping down carrying a letter that was addressed to her by the king.
"Thank you Lynk." said Nerefon as she tore the letter open and started reading it.
"Its from the king to remind me of what I am suppost to do." she told lynk.
OCC: ACCEPTED.
Phrase needed in application: Du Sundavar Freohr
Character name: Nerefon
Race: Elf-sol
Gender: Female
Age: 670 years old but looks 13 years old
allegiance: Empire.
Appearance and Clothing: Pale white skin short silky white with black tiped hair with one red eye and one jade green eye. She is 6 feet 4 inches tall full lips long fingers. Loves the night and has black leather, if thats possible and black knee high boots. She has a sword that is all ebony coloring. When not working she wears a black peasant top and black breeches but keeps the sword with her at all times but looks normal when blending in.
Home: Uru bean
Preferred weapons: A ebony sword, two ebony daggers that are located by her left hip, Magic, Bow.
Skills: Sword, martial arts, bow, magic, daggers.
Weakness: Doesn't know when to stop when angry. Magic takes over when angry. Makes foes easily.
Personality/traits/Habits: Angered easily has no friends and keeps to herself most of the time. She works on things that others of her kind don't and she researches people before killing them. She usually does her own killings rather then be assigned to kill a certain person or thing. She doesn't rely on anyone but herself and does things on her own rather then do it in a group or in pairs.
Pet: a horse and a black Raven who has the abilities like a werecat to transform into a form of a human.
Brief History: When she was younger her parents got killed by a pair of assassins that came to kill the whole family but she was lucky that she was out in the woods behind her home in a very unlikely spot. She was only 50 or so, Along with her baby sister in her arms and after seeing her parents dead she made an oath to hunt her parent's killers. But before she did that she begged the Varden to take her sister to raise her and Nerefon knew that she would be her sisters enemy. She became an assassin and a really well known one at the age of 100. Other then that she is ruthless and has no mercy for anyone. Her only weakness is not knowing when to stop.
Role Play sample: Nerefon was riding on her horse named Laynic. She had been traveling for a good month and she had to get her work done that she was told to do for the king. She had been working for him for years ever since her parents died. She grew up with hate in her heart ever since then and she couldn't or wouldn't change because of that and she knew that nothing could change that. Her sister is Jamie.
It was getting dark and she needed to sleep though she had to let her horse get some rest as well. The king made her swear in the ancient language to bring him what he needed. She had to but then again she swore to him. She was waiting to have the stew to be done when heer raven came swooping down carrying a letter that was addressed to her by the king.
"Thank you Lynk." said Nerefon as she tore the letter open and started reading it.
"Its from the king to remind me of what I am suppost to do." she told lynk.
OCC: ACCEPTED.