:NAME:
Briena Skysong
: SPECIES:
Elven/Human/Shifter
(Species accepted: Vampire, human, Elf, Drow, Kitsune, Neko [Make a few males!], Lycan, Dragon, Demon, Angelic, Unicorn, Equine of any type, Pegasi, Wolf, Cat, Dog, Elemental, ect… )
: AGE:
26
: GENDER:
Female
: ALLIANCE:
Good
(Good/Neutral/Evil)
: APPEARANCE:
(Use a pic if you want)
(But add in height and weight.)
She is beautiful.
Her hair, cascading to the small of her straight back in elegently thick
waves, is like dark, liquid flame, streaked with firey cinnimon, amber,
copper, gold, bronze, chestnut, and sorrel sparks.
Her eyes are a deep, vivid sapphire blue, flecked with silver sparks.
Long lashes catch light like droplets of flaming rain.
She is tall at 6'2, and lithe. Her hips are slim, strong, and appealing.
Her waist has a natural, hourglass shape to it, accentuated by the tight
bodice of her gown.
Her legs are long, sinewy, graceful, and powerful. Her arms are strong,
lightly muscled. Her fingers are long, and slim, but have strength to their
grip.
Her chest is well grown, her neck is slim, but
a scar runs horizontally across the creamy skin.
This
scar came close to the great veins of her throat, but missed by inches.
It happened when she was twelve. In the Battle. Mhorvanjus had
managed to slash at her throat, just before her blade killed him.
Her injury was not as severe as it could have, and should have, been.
She was able to kill Mhorve.
If you are lucky enough to see her in the nude, you would
see a large slash across her right side, on her waist.
This, too, came from Mhorve's blade, as did the one on her
upper left thigh.
She has a stubborn, clearly Scots, chin, high cheek bones, and a straight,
well formed nose. Her mouth is well set, with soft, full lips. She weighs
around 170 lbs.
: PERSONALITY:
She is warm, friendly, loving, playful with friends and family, and especialy her mate if she ever finds that special man.
Strangers get a far different treatment. Around strangers, she is wary,
aloof, guarded, nervous, and typicaly an ice maiden.
In battle, she is malicious, taunting, and disturbingly, nastily cheerful.
But she is always serious behind the mask.
When she is REALLY MAD, She tends to be like this:
[
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3a6ZZPLsio&NR=1 ]
: ABILITIES:
Fine Dancer: Her steps are lithe and graceful. She dances mainly in battle.
Shifter: Can shift Forms into any creature. She can also use her
imagination to Shift into a Form of a creature that she has never seen.
Healing Blood (new)
Her blood heals injuries internally when consumed.
This and the Healing touch, were both endowed to her by a Kitsune
Mage, Amadious.
Healing Touch: Her touch has the ability to heal minor to severe external
injuries.
Magic Craft: Novice Mage.
Natural born Horseback rider.
[Was born to ride. Grew up among horses, and travelled with a herd of wild Forest horses.]
Flight: Her winged horse, hippogryffe, gryphen, pheonix, dragon, and
winged Lycanthrope forms allow her to fly as a mythical creature.
Her bird Forms allow her to fly as an ordinary creature.
Acute sense of smell and hearing: in all forms, her senses are highly acute.
Can smell up to 1 mile away, and hear things up to 2 miles away if it's LOUD.
(born with this attribute.)
Mind Speaker: Can speak through thoughts to animal and humanoid beings
up to 5 miles away. (born with this ability.)
9 Lives: She acquired her nine lives by giving her whole first life, (birth life)to a close friend, she showed an act of such kindness, that Starclan
gave her nine lives in reward for this kindness.
Keen Eyesight: Can see things up to half a mile away.
Good Night Sight: In some of her forms, she can see and hunt
in near pitch black conditions.
Excellent with the sling: Took 14 years to master the sling as
an efficient weapon for both hunting, and battle. For a stun blow, it is 70-
80 feet away. For a deadly shot, 60 ft.
Fine swordswoman: Took 7-8 years to master swordsmanship.
Can inflict minor (teasing) to severe slashes and gashes to her opponent.
If aiming to kill quickly, she will dance in for a quick 'slash n' dash' strike.
Hard Kick: Boys beware, She has a powerful kick. Think drafthorse's hoof
colliding high speed between the legs.
Fast Learner: Can pick up on new techniques for battle, hunting, and other
skills. If the lessons are layed out in a way that she can understand them.
(Detail this section very clearly)
: DISADVANTAGES:
Shifter: Shifting into a Form she's learning is quite painful, and
of course, there always is the risk that her Form Shift could go wrong.
She also, when taking on the Forms of ordinary wolves, cats, ect, she
also takes on some of the limitations of that species.
Healing Blood: Obviously, healing severe or minor internal injuries with
her own blood will tax her greatly in strength; she becomes extremely
weak, life force; of course, her life blood is going to an internal injury.
If she gives all her blood to a patient, she will die. At least, in that life.
Healing Touch: Like with the blood method of healing, the touch also taxes
her. But not as badly as blood healing. If the external wound is severe,
she will heal it, but sacrifices a lot of energy and strength.
She will usualy be a bit shakey, may sometimes fall down, or just fall
asleep. Also, the patient may try to stop her from healing them and giving
up her energy and so forthe. If the patient's will power is strong enough,
they can force her healing power right back at her.
This will mainly just frustrate
her.
Minor injuries;
scrapes, small gashes, rashes, sores........, only take a little from her
energy, and a bit more than a little of her good mood. When her good
mood starts to drain out, she's liable to bite if someone gets under
her skin. She is, when in a bad temper, quite easy to provoke into
a knock-down-drag-out attack on the unlucky party.
Flight: Her abbility to fly is limited to her flighted Forms.
It is also limited to the environment around her. If the trees are to thick,
she won't be able to manuver nimbly enough to avoid getting hit by an
attack. Seeing as her body is larger in mass, she can't take off unless she
gallops, when in mare form, that is. In smaller flighted Forms, this isn't much of a problem.
But, when in flight, her soft underbelly
is vulnerable to attack from bellow. She also cant make sharp turns, in
winged equine, but can do so in bird forms.
Hearing and Scent: Her senses are highly acute, yes, but they can be
fooled and mislead. Overpowering scents will confuse her, not to mention
set her nostrils to aching. Loud, sudden, or piercing sounds can
confuse and hurt her in the ears, as well as making her temporarily deaf.
Also, scents can be covered, disguised, or washed off by water. But loud
noises can put her into a very, very, VERY nasty mood.
Mind Speak: Her mind speaking ability is limited by the amount of cooper-
ation of the other party. If the other party is not interested in contact with
her, they can block her thoughts easily, as she isn't very powerful
in this field. If the other party is willing to mind speak, the connection
will be chrystal clear.
Nine Lives: Though minor flesh wounds or being knocked out won't kill
her, a fatal hit can. If a dagger pierces her heart or a lung, she will
lose that life and then wake in the next, and go on from where the
previous life had ended. However, this can only go on so long. And she will still have to heal from a very bad wound, even after being mostly
healed by Starclan.
When she loses her ninth and final life, she will never be able to return,
and will remain to Hunt with StarClan.
But is she is decapitated fully, all her lives will be lost.
Even StarClan can't heal a severed head.
Keen Eyesight: This trait can also be fooled. She cannot see through
powerful illusions or enchantments, and her eyes can be hindered by
thick fog.
Sling: While she is an excellent shot with the sling, she does still
misfire on occasion. Or her throw may not contain enough OOMPH to be
forceful enough to slow an attacking opponent.
Swordsmanship: She can get injured in minority, or she could get a nasty
gash in her side. A quick, slash-n'-dash could turn into a slash-oww-n-
dash scene. This has happened before. She's got scars to prove it, too.
Kick: A swift kick could become a grabbed foot and a painful fall. That
would put her in a bad position.
She cannot heal herself!(Again, DETAIL, DETAIL!)
: HISTORY:
http://www.unicornsvisions.com/phpBB2/v ... fbb5c122c0(This cuts off. It is also her full profile)
: FAMILY/FRIENDS/ENEMIES:
Father: Lorican:Was once Prince Lorican, but left his destiny behind to be with Calla. [Deceased.]
Mother:Callania: Was once Princess Callania, but eloped with Lorican. [Deceased]
Siblings: Grace, younger sister. Has firemage abbilities. [Living]
Grandparent(s): King Lionel, presently King of the Elven Lands. [Living]
Queen Lunealay, Wife of King Lionel. [Deceased]
Enemies:
Uncle: King Axelnander, her murderous human uncle.
He sent his son, Mhorvanjus, to kill Calla, and Lorican, and
leave no one in the Village alive. [Deceased]
Cousin: Mhorvanjus. Murderer of Briena's parents and Village.[Deceased]
: ANYTHING ELSE?:
Her main entrance will be rainy as hell. Here its normal.
: IN CHARACTER ENTRANCE:
(This is just to show some of your skills. Make sure you pay attention to detail in the scene. And throw in your Char's appearance in the post, to help them fit into the scene. )
-A tall, cloaked figure walked silently through the Forest.. The face of this figure was hidden, but a faint, sensual scent that wafted from the being stated clearly that the tall one was certainly a female. She slipped past the trees, almost melding with the shadows. Her eyes, shadowed in the hood of her cloak, peered warily about her, as she stopped at the edge of a wide, clear river.
-The woman gazed across to the far shore of the river before her feet. Then sighed. “Where am I now?" The words were soft, and the voice of the woman was melodious, like the singing of a brook that meandered through a calm woodland. She sighed again, pacing, the steps long and smooth, a dance to them.
-Briena stiffened. A scent. Male. She spun, hand darting instinctively for her long sword’s hilt. Her hood flew back, releasing a tumble of waist length fire. Not actual flame, but the colors that flashed in the dark red-orange waves was close to it. Copper, gold, honey, bronze, amber, bay, chestnut, mahogany, and sorrel sparks seemed to fly from her as she spun about..
Her impossibly blue eyes stared about, but she saw no beings.
She sighed, throwing her hood back over her hair.
He is 6'4" with a weight of 200lb. wears this Duster: 
