Post by Lessien Mithrandír on Aug 7, 2006 8:03:09 GMT -5
Name: Lessien Mithrandír
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: A youthful woman of small structure; her oak brown hair, a cascade of curls over her slim figure; her eyes like emeralds. Pale soft skin; like moonlight on a clear night, soft and delicate, hidden by pale pink cloth. Rosy cheeks; lightly blushed as if rose petals themselves had been wiped on the moonlight skin. Her soft warm delicate hands made for a healers touch. Long thin digits made almost only for the player of a piano. Her slim figure clothed in the clothes of the medieval times. Dresses made to show off the bust and the well lined shoulders.
Height: 5’2.
Weight: 54kg
Personality: From the darkness and despair of being cast a drift as a child, Lessien has grown well. Her eyes shine toward the good in this world. Although raised by a humble mortal she does not deny her ancient heritage. Long has she wished to join those of her race and now she can. Her adventuring spirit has taken wings. Knowledge of her family she will know. Inquisitive and curious, at no means does she know when to stop. No boundary is too far for her. Determined to be known and recognized she will go to the ends of world to have what she Seeks.
Although an anxious girl and resolute to have what she wants, killing and demanding aren’t in her nature unless she is struck at first. Those of ill tidings may feel the weight of her sword or the point of her bow, but only from fear will she attack. She has a deep sense of her inner abilities (magic) running through her blood. Although a fighter is she is more a tune to magic ability and only knows war conduct through learning self defense from and old friend.
History: Orphaned at a young age Lessien was adopted by warrior into his family. Growing up in such a dangerous; area as Darkmonte, Lessien was taught to defend with both bow and sword. As she grew accuracy and strength built up her ability’s to fight became strong. Which in recent years has proven worthy; she fought along side her mother defending the family home where the family fall. Taken captive, it wasn’t until the tyrants walked into the wrong city that Lessien was released taking her chance only to quickly. Facing cold nights and lack of food, Lessien managed to find her was to a small town where by the help of a kind farming family she regained her strength to move on coming to the city of Avaren.
Powers: Lessien has very low quality powers. She has grown up with no teacher or knowledge of them. Her true abilities still lay dormant in her sub-conscious mind. The mere ability of communicating with the mind and with animals; such a Lara, her Hawk, is just one basic ability. A healing touch is sometimes there when she wills it hard enough.
Companion: Lara an Osprey (type of Falcon)
Weapons: Lights weight but strong short sword and a bow with hand made arrows slick and smooth who find there target well…
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: A youthful woman of small structure; her oak brown hair, a cascade of curls over her slim figure; her eyes like emeralds. Pale soft skin; like moonlight on a clear night, soft and delicate, hidden by pale pink cloth. Rosy cheeks; lightly blushed as if rose petals themselves had been wiped on the moonlight skin. Her soft warm delicate hands made for a healers touch. Long thin digits made almost only for the player of a piano. Her slim figure clothed in the clothes of the medieval times. Dresses made to show off the bust and the well lined shoulders.
Height: 5’2.
Weight: 54kg
Personality: From the darkness and despair of being cast a drift as a child, Lessien has grown well. Her eyes shine toward the good in this world. Although raised by a humble mortal she does not deny her ancient heritage. Long has she wished to join those of her race and now she can. Her adventuring spirit has taken wings. Knowledge of her family she will know. Inquisitive and curious, at no means does she know when to stop. No boundary is too far for her. Determined to be known and recognized she will go to the ends of world to have what she Seeks.
Although an anxious girl and resolute to have what she wants, killing and demanding aren’t in her nature unless she is struck at first. Those of ill tidings may feel the weight of her sword or the point of her bow, but only from fear will she attack. She has a deep sense of her inner abilities (magic) running through her blood. Although a fighter is she is more a tune to magic ability and only knows war conduct through learning self defense from and old friend.
History: Orphaned at a young age Lessien was adopted by warrior into his family. Growing up in such a dangerous; area as Darkmonte, Lessien was taught to defend with both bow and sword. As she grew accuracy and strength built up her ability’s to fight became strong. Which in recent years has proven worthy; she fought along side her mother defending the family home where the family fall. Taken captive, it wasn’t until the tyrants walked into the wrong city that Lessien was released taking her chance only to quickly. Facing cold nights and lack of food, Lessien managed to find her was to a small town where by the help of a kind farming family she regained her strength to move on coming to the city of Avaren.
Powers: Lessien has very low quality powers. She has grown up with no teacher or knowledge of them. Her true abilities still lay dormant in her sub-conscious mind. The mere ability of communicating with the mind and with animals; such a Lara, her Hawk, is just one basic ability. A healing touch is sometimes there when she wills it hard enough.
Companion: Lara an Osprey (type of Falcon)
Weapons: Lights weight but strong short sword and a bow with hand made arrows slick and smooth who find there target well…
