Post by Sikka Furthemere on Oct 19, 2007 19:48:30 GMT -5
Full Name: Sikka Furthemere
Age: 21
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Guild: Warrior
Alliance: Taladin
Magic: ~none~
Birthplace: Taladin
Strengths: Sikka has a very strong set of legs. Her quick speeds can dodge an attack with skill. Another srength is her power to convince. She can convince herself and others that something will be okay. In other words, her vioce is soothing to listen to and can calm anyone down. Well.. almost anyone. Her last strength is a strong mind. She has a bright head upon her shoulders and knows how to say "no". She speaks her mind, maybe sometimes she shouldn't, but she won't lie. She is a smart women and can make up her own mind.
Weaknesses: However, Sikka can take a very long time at making decisions. This is a weakness for if she falters in a time to decide, it could leave her with bruises or worse; death. Having focused on strengthening her legs, Sikka has let her arm power decrease in strength. Thus, Sikka is not great with a bow and arrow. She is better at close combat for her skills in protection and dodging. Her last pin-pointed weakness is the lack of knowledge about her surroundings. She isn't very resourcful when living by herself. She lacks the knowledge of what to eat or where to sleep when she's in the woods. She always grew up around people and has started to become dependent upon them. But her great instinct at relying on herself and having a strong mind can pull her through a situation. Her guess usually correct.
Description: Sikka has long blonde hair sitting upon her shoulders. Streaks of sun-stained hair travel down her mane, bringing out the beauty of one of her best features. Green eyes reflect the emotions she feels, making all her feelings obvious to those who look into them. Her jade spheres are lined with thick eyelashes, plentiful by the bunch. Freckles are supplied on her skin, tiny specks against her half pale half tan skin.
Sikka has very long legs, bringing her to stand at about 5'7" 1/2. Her long arms are pretty thin, showing no support for a sword. However, her arms can lift and strike perfectly fine. Her hands supply long fingers that stretch far out. Her nails are cut short. Few freckles line up her arms.
Hr face has a thin nose. Freckles rise and fall over the bridge of her smelling sense. She has long and thin ears as well. Her eyebrows are thin and she can manuaver them around quite well, extending the features of her emotion's appearance. She can have fun with her eyebrows and can raise one or wriggle them into a wave. Everyone laughs at her talent.
She wears a tattered gown that means nothing to her. It's a light transparent blue, showing her combat clothes through the material. Underneath she wears light brown combat pants in good condition and a white blouse. Few holes are torn through the blouse, however.
Black leather boots wrap around her legs, great for speed. They offer support but no protection against extreme weatgher. She chose quick, light boots over strong, heavy and protective ones.
Her nose and ears are periced and a blue leaf necklace hangs down on her low cut gown. It dangles above laces that tie the top of her gowl together. The blouse is low cut as well, so it is not revealed over the material but is seen through it. Her gown sort of serves as a veil. Just a simple beauty that she likes to wear.
Weapons: Sword and knife
History: Her past means nothing to Sikka. She grew up with parents undesired about her future. They cared not about a female child, always waiting eagerly for a male. And when they finally got a male, her younger brother, she was sent to live on her own in the forest and town. She wanted to learn nothing from that experience so she let it drift through her mind and was released. She hasn't thought about her family ain ages, but was her brother still alive? Deep inside, Sikka wanted to apologize to her brother for ignoring his presence. it wasn't his fault for being born a male and it most certainly wasn't his fault for being favored by their parents.
Sikka live in the present. Never the past or even the future. Alhthough the future is considered, she still likes to enjoy what's going on, not where she will end up.
RP Sample: Jade eyes adapted to the lack of golden rayst as the break of dawn's rosy fingers touched the skies. Clouds scuttled along, flying out of the night's sight, trying to follow the sun's warmth.
Sikka's hair tangled itself around her neck, grass in a meadow. The breeze took it away, it's light touch flipping through the blonde strands. The wind kissed her cheeks with a light massage. She lifted her chin, raising her eyes to the horizon.
The day was abated, taken away by the night yet again. The day was an adjunct to the night, connecting into one long transition. For the newly born sun would rise once again, touching the world with it's fingers of life. PLants would feed and so would the animals. The sun's complacency was enough to make anyone smile. It has served the planet for many years and many more to come.
Sikka sucked in her first breath of air this night brought. The cool air stroked her throat and filled her lungs with breath. She sighed and switched her gaze to the right of the fantastic view. The valley supplied a beautiful meadow. Deer heads bounced out of the plant's tops and bobbed away, like fish leaping out of the ocean.
The cadence of the wind pounded in her ears now. her hair whipped around, wriggling like a fish with no air. She spun around, facing the forest from which she came from. The sun had sank into the hills a few minuted ago and it was time for her to leave, to find what she does not know needs to be found...
Age: 21
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Guild: Warrior
Alliance: Taladin
Magic: ~none~
Birthplace: Taladin
Strengths: Sikka has a very strong set of legs. Her quick speeds can dodge an attack with skill. Another srength is her power to convince. She can convince herself and others that something will be okay. In other words, her vioce is soothing to listen to and can calm anyone down. Well.. almost anyone. Her last strength is a strong mind. She has a bright head upon her shoulders and knows how to say "no". She speaks her mind, maybe sometimes she shouldn't, but she won't lie. She is a smart women and can make up her own mind.
Weaknesses: However, Sikka can take a very long time at making decisions. This is a weakness for if she falters in a time to decide, it could leave her with bruises or worse; death. Having focused on strengthening her legs, Sikka has let her arm power decrease in strength. Thus, Sikka is not great with a bow and arrow. She is better at close combat for her skills in protection and dodging. Her last pin-pointed weakness is the lack of knowledge about her surroundings. She isn't very resourcful when living by herself. She lacks the knowledge of what to eat or where to sleep when she's in the woods. She always grew up around people and has started to become dependent upon them. But her great instinct at relying on herself and having a strong mind can pull her through a situation. Her guess usually correct.
Description: Sikka has long blonde hair sitting upon her shoulders. Streaks of sun-stained hair travel down her mane, bringing out the beauty of one of her best features. Green eyes reflect the emotions she feels, making all her feelings obvious to those who look into them. Her jade spheres are lined with thick eyelashes, plentiful by the bunch. Freckles are supplied on her skin, tiny specks against her half pale half tan skin.
Sikka has very long legs, bringing her to stand at about 5'7" 1/2. Her long arms are pretty thin, showing no support for a sword. However, her arms can lift and strike perfectly fine. Her hands supply long fingers that stretch far out. Her nails are cut short. Few freckles line up her arms.
Hr face has a thin nose. Freckles rise and fall over the bridge of her smelling sense. She has long and thin ears as well. Her eyebrows are thin and she can manuaver them around quite well, extending the features of her emotion's appearance. She can have fun with her eyebrows and can raise one or wriggle them into a wave. Everyone laughs at her talent.
She wears a tattered gown that means nothing to her. It's a light transparent blue, showing her combat clothes through the material. Underneath she wears light brown combat pants in good condition and a white blouse. Few holes are torn through the blouse, however.
Black leather boots wrap around her legs, great for speed. They offer support but no protection against extreme weatgher. She chose quick, light boots over strong, heavy and protective ones.
Her nose and ears are periced and a blue leaf necklace hangs down on her low cut gown. It dangles above laces that tie the top of her gowl together. The blouse is low cut as well, so it is not revealed over the material but is seen through it. Her gown sort of serves as a veil. Just a simple beauty that she likes to wear.
Weapons: Sword and knife
History: Her past means nothing to Sikka. She grew up with parents undesired about her future. They cared not about a female child, always waiting eagerly for a male. And when they finally got a male, her younger brother, she was sent to live on her own in the forest and town. She wanted to learn nothing from that experience so she let it drift through her mind and was released. She hasn't thought about her family ain ages, but was her brother still alive? Deep inside, Sikka wanted to apologize to her brother for ignoring his presence. it wasn't his fault for being born a male and it most certainly wasn't his fault for being favored by their parents.
Sikka live in the present. Never the past or even the future. Alhthough the future is considered, she still likes to enjoy what's going on, not where she will end up.
RP Sample: Jade eyes adapted to the lack of golden rayst as the break of dawn's rosy fingers touched the skies. Clouds scuttled along, flying out of the night's sight, trying to follow the sun's warmth.
Sikka's hair tangled itself around her neck, grass in a meadow. The breeze took it away, it's light touch flipping through the blonde strands. The wind kissed her cheeks with a light massage. She lifted her chin, raising her eyes to the horizon.
The day was abated, taken away by the night yet again. The day was an adjunct to the night, connecting into one long transition. For the newly born sun would rise once again, touching the world with it's fingers of life. PLants would feed and so would the animals. The sun's complacency was enough to make anyone smile. It has served the planet for many years and many more to come.
Sikka sucked in her first breath of air this night brought. The cool air stroked her throat and filled her lungs with breath. She sighed and switched her gaze to the right of the fantastic view. The valley supplied a beautiful meadow. Deer heads bounced out of the plant's tops and bobbed away, like fish leaping out of the ocean.
The cadence of the wind pounded in her ears now. her hair whipped around, wriggling like a fish with no air. She spun around, facing the forest from which she came from. The sun had sank into the hills a few minuted ago and it was time for her to leave, to find what she does not know needs to be found...
