Post by Selphia Dek on Oct 30, 2009 3:38:21 GMT
Desired Character Name: Selphia Dek
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Class: Is not from Avalon, as yet to achieve class. But she is looking to fit somewhere.
Appearance:
Eye Colour: pale blue, almost white in appearance
Hair Colour: pale blond, much like her hair it looks almost white
Birthmarks or Scars: A strange marking in the chest of her chest. The skin is slightly discoloured, and raised.
Predominant Feature: Eyes, as well as the marking upon her chest (no one has seen it)
Height: 5'6"
Build: Lithe, slender
Skin Quality: pale
General Appearance: Pleasant appearance. Slender form, though she holds surprising strength for one that looks like she needs taken care of.
Having the ability to become anyone or anything does tend to drain one’s energy. She often looks ill, and in need of rest. Being a Shapeshifter she often opts to forest creatures, namely those that do not require great strengths to hold the shape, such as dear. She is a simple in her matter of dress. Long cotton dresses, with an equally long and matching cloak. At times she will opts for pants and a tunic, but this look leaves her looking like a small child. Her brother would love to keep her from looking as every bit of woman that she is, part of his overbearing and protective charm. There is uniqueness to Selphia; within the center of her chest is a raised and almost translucent piece of flesh. Beneath the flesh is what looks to be a hard colour stone, or gemstone. She does not know what it is, only that it is part of her abilities, or she believes that it is what gives her abilities. (it doesn’t) she is self-conscious about it, and therefore hides under heavy robes and gowns the like. She believes in layers.
Character: Influences: her brother, Gaelon
Likes: most things
Dislikes: those that wish harm to her brother, and herself
Goals: to remain hidden
Strengths: Strong willed
Weaknesses or Flaws: her brother, she worries too much.
Habits: chews her bottom lip when in deep thought and when she is nervous.
General Personality: Selphia is most often shy when first meeting people. She is ill at ease due to some physical imperfections. She is a caring person, and would do anything for a friend. At times this causes her some strife and she is unable to focus. (Planning to add more)
Family
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths
· Strong willed
· Thoughtful
· Knowledgeable
Weaknesses
· Introvert, unless she feels comfortable. But due to her moments of clarity she is friendlier.
· Semi insane (due to her inability not to retain information)
· Forgetful, and at times confused. Tends to speak about random things, from items to places and the odd time people.
Magic Abilities: White magic, such as healing abilities. She does not have a great tie to her past. Since she retains information it is hard for her to concentrate. Which tends to make magic hard for her to use and at times control.
Weaponry Skills: Had been trained to use a light bow with great precision and skill. Has used daggers, but more for personally safety. Has some skill with a short sword, trained by her brother.
Character History:
Selphia is an enigma wrapped in a mystery. Her past is even more of a mystery to her. She is a smart young woman, yet at times she has moments of unclear thought, speaks of things that she could not know, thoughts that might belong to someone else, making her appear “a little crazedâ€
Her history is short in her mind. She was born to Calis and Karin Dek. To her mother she was birthed after that of her brother Galeon by five years. Unlike most siblings, Galeon and Selphia were tightly knit. They acted as if they were twins. Both knowing when the other was down, or what they were feeling. At times they had actually glimpsed one another’s thoughts. Something they kept to themselves, not even telling their parents.
As times passed, and the siblings grew in love and comfort of their family, darkness enveloped the lands surrounding them. Wars claimed many lives and lands. Separating loved ones forever, as Galeon and Selphia would soon learn. Their village burned and they were forced to flee in the middle of the night in the dead of winter. Their journey took them far from their home and from those that they knew to a land that was foreign and cold. Believing their parents dead, and their home lost they came to Avalon in search of hope and a new life.
Little do they know that darkness is following them, and it has a purpose?
Additional Information
Sample Roleplay: The journey was taking its toll upon Selphia. It had been sometime since they had followed any road that held any folk upon it. In fact she could have sworn that they had not seen another living soul since they left the city a few days ago. Like most visits to the city, they were short lived. It often made her rather sad to think that the world was such a place that no one could find peace. She sighed as she stood in the clearing. Her pale eyes rose to note the tall trees that circled about the clearing.
The grass looked untouched. No one had been through here. Well no one human that was. Selphia could smell the heavy scent of wildlife. She had read in a book that many animals leave their scents upon trees and rocks as markers. To make known to other animals that this is their territory and they such move along. She was about to share that information with Galeon but he was preoccupied with building a fire and looking for wood.
Selphia nodded, as she wrapped her arms about her slender and rather sickly looking form. Her robe hung upon her frame as if it were several sizes to big for her. It fell off one shoulder, only to have her replace it, and fall off the other.
Her left hand moved across her brow. She was still warm. The fever had not left her like she hoped it would. Perhaps it was simply due to traveling at night and not eating a good and healthy meal for several days. The dampness of the night when the rains came did not help. She could still feel the dampness set in her bones. Her hand slipped down her neck, feeling all the tense muscles straining as she flexed even just her arm. She would gently press her fingertip into the aching muscle, rubbing it to the point that it was warmed. It was then that she absent-mindedly let her hand come to rest against her chest. Her fingers brushed against the raised fabric of her gown. Sadness washed over her as she touched it. She could feel the raised flesh beneath. It was long and narrow under her fingers, stretching from the top of her breast plunging between them. She drew in a deep breath, not at all realizing that she had been pacing this entire time.
It was a trace that she often found herself in. One that was hard to break from. She would start to utter words, phrases, names of places and people she did not know. It was strange to watch, or hard to watch in her brother’s case. At times she did not realize just how lost she had been until Galeon coaxes her out. At times he would have to let her go beyond fatigue that she passes out, others times it is his voice that utters her name or the touch of her arm. This moment was unlike those; this moment was just her thinking.
Optional OOC Section:
Name: Alesbeth
Location: Canada
How long have you been RPing for?: 12 years
Any other characters on the site?: no
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Class: Is not from Avalon, as yet to achieve class. But she is looking to fit somewhere.
Appearance:
Eye Colour: pale blue, almost white in appearance
Hair Colour: pale blond, much like her hair it looks almost white
Birthmarks or Scars: A strange marking in the chest of her chest. The skin is slightly discoloured, and raised.
Predominant Feature: Eyes, as well as the marking upon her chest (no one has seen it)
Height: 5'6"
Build: Lithe, slender
Skin Quality: pale
General Appearance: Pleasant appearance. Slender form, though she holds surprising strength for one that looks like she needs taken care of.
Having the ability to become anyone or anything does tend to drain one’s energy. She often looks ill, and in need of rest. Being a Shapeshifter she often opts to forest creatures, namely those that do not require great strengths to hold the shape, such as dear. She is a simple in her matter of dress. Long cotton dresses, with an equally long and matching cloak. At times she will opts for pants and a tunic, but this look leaves her looking like a small child. Her brother would love to keep her from looking as every bit of woman that she is, part of his overbearing and protective charm. There is uniqueness to Selphia; within the center of her chest is a raised and almost translucent piece of flesh. Beneath the flesh is what looks to be a hard colour stone, or gemstone. She does not know what it is, only that it is part of her abilities, or she believes that it is what gives her abilities. (it doesn’t) she is self-conscious about it, and therefore hides under heavy robes and gowns the like. She believes in layers.
Character: Influences: her brother, Gaelon
Likes: most things
Dislikes: those that wish harm to her brother, and herself
Goals: to remain hidden
Strengths: Strong willed
Weaknesses or Flaws: her brother, she worries too much.
Habits: chews her bottom lip when in deep thought and when she is nervous.
General Personality: Selphia is most often shy when first meeting people. She is ill at ease due to some physical imperfections. She is a caring person, and would do anything for a friend. At times this causes her some strife and she is unable to focus. (Planning to add more)
Family
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths
· Strong willed
· Thoughtful
· Knowledgeable
Weaknesses
· Introvert, unless she feels comfortable. But due to her moments of clarity she is friendlier.
· Semi insane (due to her inability not to retain information)
· Forgetful, and at times confused. Tends to speak about random things, from items to places and the odd time people.
Magic Abilities: White magic, such as healing abilities. She does not have a great tie to her past. Since she retains information it is hard for her to concentrate. Which tends to make magic hard for her to use and at times control.
Weaponry Skills: Had been trained to use a light bow with great precision and skill. Has used daggers, but more for personally safety. Has some skill with a short sword, trained by her brother.
Character History:
Selphia is an enigma wrapped in a mystery. Her past is even more of a mystery to her. She is a smart young woman, yet at times she has moments of unclear thought, speaks of things that she could not know, thoughts that might belong to someone else, making her appear “a little crazedâ€
Her history is short in her mind. She was born to Calis and Karin Dek. To her mother she was birthed after that of her brother Galeon by five years. Unlike most siblings, Galeon and Selphia were tightly knit. They acted as if they were twins. Both knowing when the other was down, or what they were feeling. At times they had actually glimpsed one another’s thoughts. Something they kept to themselves, not even telling their parents.
As times passed, and the siblings grew in love and comfort of their family, darkness enveloped the lands surrounding them. Wars claimed many lives and lands. Separating loved ones forever, as Galeon and Selphia would soon learn. Their village burned and they were forced to flee in the middle of the night in the dead of winter. Their journey took them far from their home and from those that they knew to a land that was foreign and cold. Believing their parents dead, and their home lost they came to Avalon in search of hope and a new life.
Little do they know that darkness is following them, and it has a purpose?
Additional Information
Sample Roleplay: The journey was taking its toll upon Selphia. It had been sometime since they had followed any road that held any folk upon it. In fact she could have sworn that they had not seen another living soul since they left the city a few days ago. Like most visits to the city, they were short lived. It often made her rather sad to think that the world was such a place that no one could find peace. She sighed as she stood in the clearing. Her pale eyes rose to note the tall trees that circled about the clearing.
The grass looked untouched. No one had been through here. Well no one human that was. Selphia could smell the heavy scent of wildlife. She had read in a book that many animals leave their scents upon trees and rocks as markers. To make known to other animals that this is their territory and they such move along. She was about to share that information with Galeon but he was preoccupied with building a fire and looking for wood.
Selphia nodded, as she wrapped her arms about her slender and rather sickly looking form. Her robe hung upon her frame as if it were several sizes to big for her. It fell off one shoulder, only to have her replace it, and fall off the other.
Her left hand moved across her brow. She was still warm. The fever had not left her like she hoped it would. Perhaps it was simply due to traveling at night and not eating a good and healthy meal for several days. The dampness of the night when the rains came did not help. She could still feel the dampness set in her bones. Her hand slipped down her neck, feeling all the tense muscles straining as she flexed even just her arm. She would gently press her fingertip into the aching muscle, rubbing it to the point that it was warmed. It was then that she absent-mindedly let her hand come to rest against her chest. Her fingers brushed against the raised fabric of her gown. Sadness washed over her as she touched it. She could feel the raised flesh beneath. It was long and narrow under her fingers, stretching from the top of her breast plunging between them. She drew in a deep breath, not at all realizing that she had been pacing this entire time.
It was a trace that she often found herself in. One that was hard to break from. She would start to utter words, phrases, names of places and people she did not know. It was strange to watch, or hard to watch in her brother’s case. At times she did not realize just how lost she had been until Galeon coaxes her out. At times he would have to let her go beyond fatigue that she passes out, others times it is his voice that utters her name or the touch of her arm. This moment was unlike those; this moment was just her thinking.
Optional OOC Section:
Name: Alesbeth
Location: Canada
How long have you been RPing for?: 12 years
Any other characters on the site?: no
