Post by devona on Jan 25, 2009 19:25:35 GMT -8
[/I]DEVONA OF THE ELVES.
Tell me I'm frozen
But what can I do?
Can't tell the reasons
I did it for you
When lies turn into truth
I sacrifice for you
You say that I am frozen
But what can I do?
OOC
alias:
Nicole will work
experience:
6 or 7 years
how did you find us:
I linked through Cimmerii
other characters:
None for now
rules password:
the lantern
THE BASICS
name:
Devona
nicknames:
None
age:
650 winters but she appears only 19 or so
birthdate:
January 22
rank:
Bounty Hunter
occupation:
Ranger
THE PHYSICAL
body type:
Devona has a petite form, with curves but not extreme ones. Ones just enough to be noticed and not get in the way.
hair:
Her hair is naturally curly, falling to her mid back. It’s color is a dark chocolate brown, nearly black. She often keeps it pushed back from her face, but when it’s wet, her locks refuse to stay out of her face.
eyes:
Her eyes are big and round, but not enough to make her look like a deep in the headlights. They’re color is a dark, entrancing, whiskey amber.
height:
5ft 2in
weight:
110-115 lbs
facial features:
Devona’s face is naturally seductive, with a strong jaw line and high cheek bones. Her nose is slightly hooked, but it only adds to her seductive appearance.
clothing:
The elf often is known to wear a knee length riding coat in a dark color, often in a dark green, black, riding breeches, and black riding boots.
racial features:
As an elf, she has slightly pointed ear.
anything else:
Her skin is marred by various, small scars from all her years as a warrior
playby:
Keira Knightley
THE MENTAL
likes:
[+] Rain
[+] Archery
[+] Horse back riding
[+] Swords
[+] Swords
[+] Her horse, Goliath
[+] Swimming
[+]Archery
[+]Snow
[+]A warm fire
dislikes:
[-] Being cold
[-] Being locked up
[-] Not being in charge
[-] Being singled out
[-] Killing
[-] Loud noises
[-]Being told what to do
[-]Early mornings
[-]Being lied to
[-]Fighting
strengths:
[x]She is extremely intelligent, and not just book smart either. She has a lot of common sense, and often uses it to her advantage. She’s a quick thinker because of it and picks up on things quickly,
[x] She’s a rather good actress, and not by trade either. She’s a good liar, and can often hold a smile for as long as needed to keep one from knowing her true emotions.
[x] She’s a good tracker. Having done it for years, she knows to look for the littlest things that may seem out of place.
[x] She is very observant. From her years as a ranger, she has come to notice everything about her surroundings, even things that others would deem unworthy of notice.
[x] She is rather skilled with weapons. She can use almost any weapon given to her with great skill and ease.
weaknesses:
[x] She can become extremely angry extremely fast. She’s always had an explosive temper that can often be rather fatal.
[x] She has a sharp tongue that often gets her into trouble. She is sarcastic, witty, and often lets it get away from her.
[x] She’s rather blunt. If she feels something, she’ll tell you point blank instead of trying not to hurt others in the process.
[x] She doesn’t trust easily. This can be a good thing and a bad thing. She’s not gullible. But it takes a long time for someone to become close enough with her for her to not be suspicious every time they’re around.
[x] She never shows her emotions, so you never know what she’s thinking. She can be smiling and in her head be planning to kill you.
goals:
[x]To finally settle down
[x]To conquer her fears
fears:
[x] Falling love
[x]Losing all control
general personality:
Devona is a silent worker. She works in subtle ways to get the things that she desires most. Whereas most people will barge through and claim, Devona will scheme and use her wits and cunning to bring about the change that will suit her needs.
She can be deemed as cold and unfeeling but there is a deeper sense to the outlier. One must dig deeper then face value to see the true colors, no matter what shade they are. Few have recognized her true beauty held within the dark depths. Accepting of anything with a dark nature Devona embraces the ways of battle and death like someone familiar with its intricate designs. She is controlled in how she shows people her true workings, choosing only to reveal them to those that are truly worthy.
Devona doesn't do anything by half. If she embarks on a challenge, she will do whatever it takes to accomplish it.. If she loves, she loves with her whole being.. if she hates, then the worse death is reserved for that being. She is a truly valuable asset to a fighting force becoming indifferent to life and death.
However, despite her driven nature, she has a tendency to let her own arrogance get in her way. Because of this, she can also be very vain and insubordinate, which can get her in trouble. She has the tendency to be stubborn as a mule and is unwilling to listen to others if it contradicts her, even if she knows they’re right.
THE HISTORICAL
parents:
Xerxes - father
Isabeau - mother
siblings:
none
history:
No more than a hundred years before the Telmarine take over, Elves migrated to Narnia from their homeland beyond the sea. Devona was among the first of the new generation of elves born in Narnia. From a young age, she showed an extreme intelligence and a talent for small magic, but those talents were quickly pushed aside. Growing up in a country at war, weaponry was more important than magic.
When Devona was a hundred years of age, or equivalent to seven or eight in human years, the Telmarines raided her village. Her mother hid her in the cellar and gave her a book, telling her to read it and she would come to get her when it was safe. She read the large tomb front to back three times, her mother never came back. She, to this day, is not sure how long she was in that cellar, but she knew she was extremely hungry and thirsty when she was found by two dwarves. Even for her age, she was small, and the dwarves took pity on her, taking her in.
She grew up among the Narnians, in hiding, and not sure why. She trained extensively for many centuries, mastering the bow and arrow first then graduating to the sword and so on until she had mastered most any weapon. Because of her lack of want for company, all her extra time went into perfecting her skills.
When she was older, she was told of the Kings and Queens of old. Fascinated by the stories, she began her study of the kings and old. She scouted the forest, waiting for their return, until a Telmarine, later identified as Prince Caspian, blew the horn.
After the final battle against the Telmarines, Devona went back into seclusion. She never had been a social person and never would be. She has remained there ever since.
THE ROLEPLAYING
canon or original character:
Original
why do you want to play this character:
I suddenly came up with an idea for her almost two years ago, and have been improving her since. She’s my official Chronicles of Narnia character.
roleplay sample:
The sky was threatening to break over the city as Adriana sat in her room, looking out over the desolate woods while she waited. Waited for everyone to disappear inside upon the impending rain so she could go out. She loved the rain, she always had, and took any opportunity to go out in it.
The first drop fell and she smiled, watching the people below her begin to scatter towards shelter, all of them avoiding the stables, where she needed to go. The floor of the stable had the tendency to hold water, and all the men and women in their nice clothes didn't want to ruin the hems of their clothes.
The rain began coming down harder as the last people made for their shelters.
Perfect opportunity.
Adriana rushed across her room, quickly changing from her emerald green dress into her riding clothes and running towards her door, grabbing a hooded cloak on the way out. She moved down the hall elegantly, heels barely clicking over the floor and she raced towards the stable. Once inside, she threw back her hood and allowed her eyes to scan the barn.
It was empty. Perfect.
She moved directly to a certain stall, the stall where her Friesian, Goliath, resided. She smiled, quickly saddling up and mounting. Horse and rider in perfect harmony, they raced towards the woods.
Goliath moved slowly through the woods, his hooves thumbing ever so slightly. The rain was pouring down around the pair, but Adriana enjoyed it. It was soothing in an unexplainable way. In a way, she felt like the sky's tears were cleansing her, soothing her.
She finally pulled Goliath from his trot to a walk and then to a stop. She dismounted, tying him under a grove of trees where he would be drier and moved to stand, arms out and face up, in the rain.
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