Post by Rhea Amara Tarján on Nov 2, 2006 20:20:06 GMT -5
Name: Rhea Amara Tarján
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Hair: Brown, shoulder length
Eyes: Green
Skin: Lightly tanned
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 146
Build: Large bone structure, well-toned and muscled as well as clearly defined female figure.
Personality: Clean, likes large parties, outgoing, makes friends easily, optimistic, positive, social, high self control, traditional, assertive, rarely irritated, self revealing, open, finisher, high self concept, controlling, rarely worries, tough, likes to stand out, does not like to be alone, semi neat freak, fearless, dominant, trusting, organized, resolute, strong, practical, craves attention, adventurous, hard working, respects authority, brutally honest, realist, altruistic
Weapons: A sword on her left hip, a dagger on her right, and a staff on her back
Skills: Mêlée, sword, knife, archery, staff, basic first aid
Jewlery: Thin, black, leather choker and gold pendents hanging from a thin piece of smooth rope
Battle Clothing: See sig
Formal attire:
History: Born the daughter of a blacksmith, Rhea had been introduced to swords and knives at a fairly young age. They had fascinated her to the point where she would watch her father create them and mold them, it was amazing to see such things seemingly come to life. Her brother was also quite fascinated by the creation of the blades and would no doubt follow in their father's footsteps. Rhea might have as well, if not for that fact that she had no interest in blade-making so much as in blades themselves. At about six years old, her father had begun training her about blades, but not yet how to use them. He showed her what to look for in a good blade and what showed poor workmanship, her father knowing that as a female, a shopowner might attempt to trick her into buying a poor blade.
At ten years old, her father had finally given her a blade to learn on, it was actually more of a wooden sword, but it was good enough. Rhea would often practice with her elder brother and with their sparring matches she increasingly got better. When she was 14 years old, a war broke out and her brother and father had been called to active duty, leaving Rhea to fend for herself. Neither of them returned, and that left her completely alone. When she realized they would not return, Rhea gathered herself together and took the blade her father had made for her before he had gone to war. The blade was gorgeous, gold filigree laid into the handle and a dragon etched onto the blade. From that day on she carried her blade and it served her well.
At sixteen years old she had come across a bunch of men in an alley whom all seemed to be beating on something. Rhea had managed to sneak closer to the people without discovery and saw that they were beating up on a boy who seemed to be around 13 years old. Rhea grew furious and kicked one of the men hard across the back. In shock, he fell from the blow unonscious and the other two men grinned wickedly at her. She had beaten the two men since she had been armed and they weren't. The boy looked up at her with a bloodied face and had thanked her. From that moment on, Rhea had decided to become a warrior and defend the helpless and innocent from such a fate. Not too long after she had made that vow to herself, said vow had become a personal one. She had been attacked, beaten, and raped by a group of men headed by the same man she had kicked months before. If she had had any doubts of becoming a warrior before, she no longer had them now.
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Hair: Brown, shoulder length
Eyes: Green
Skin: Lightly tanned
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 146
Build: Large bone structure, well-toned and muscled as well as clearly defined female figure.
Personality: Clean, likes large parties, outgoing, makes friends easily, optimistic, positive, social, high self control, traditional, assertive, rarely irritated, self revealing, open, finisher, high self concept, controlling, rarely worries, tough, likes to stand out, does not like to be alone, semi neat freak, fearless, dominant, trusting, organized, resolute, strong, practical, craves attention, adventurous, hard working, respects authority, brutally honest, realist, altruistic
Weapons: A sword on her left hip, a dagger on her right, and a staff on her back
Skills: Mêlée, sword, knife, archery, staff, basic first aid
Jewlery: Thin, black, leather choker and gold pendents hanging from a thin piece of smooth rope
Battle Clothing: See sig
Formal attire:
History: Born the daughter of a blacksmith, Rhea had been introduced to swords and knives at a fairly young age. They had fascinated her to the point where she would watch her father create them and mold them, it was amazing to see such things seemingly come to life. Her brother was also quite fascinated by the creation of the blades and would no doubt follow in their father's footsteps. Rhea might have as well, if not for that fact that she had no interest in blade-making so much as in blades themselves. At about six years old, her father had begun training her about blades, but not yet how to use them. He showed her what to look for in a good blade and what showed poor workmanship, her father knowing that as a female, a shopowner might attempt to trick her into buying a poor blade.
At ten years old, her father had finally given her a blade to learn on, it was actually more of a wooden sword, but it was good enough. Rhea would often practice with her elder brother and with their sparring matches she increasingly got better. When she was 14 years old, a war broke out and her brother and father had been called to active duty, leaving Rhea to fend for herself. Neither of them returned, and that left her completely alone. When she realized they would not return, Rhea gathered herself together and took the blade her father had made for her before he had gone to war. The blade was gorgeous, gold filigree laid into the handle and a dragon etched onto the blade. From that day on she carried her blade and it served her well.
At sixteen years old she had come across a bunch of men in an alley whom all seemed to be beating on something. Rhea had managed to sneak closer to the people without discovery and saw that they were beating up on a boy who seemed to be around 13 years old. Rhea grew furious and kicked one of the men hard across the back. In shock, he fell from the blow unonscious and the other two men grinned wickedly at her. She had beaten the two men since she had been armed and they weren't. The boy looked up at her with a bloodied face and had thanked her. From that moment on, Rhea had decided to become a warrior and defend the helpless and innocent from such a fate. Not too long after she had made that vow to herself, said vow had become a personal one. She had been attacked, beaten, and raped by a group of men headed by the same man she had kicked months before. If she had had any doubts of becoming a warrior before, she no longer had them now.
