Arlathil Panthar
"Spill your own blood to honor, spill anothers blood to live, spill a woman's blood to die."
Basic info
Name:Arlathil Panthar
Age: 19
Race:Elf
Role: Student, (though hoping to be a Spirit Wielder?)
Grade:3rd year
Appearance:
Arlathil has bright green eyes, almost a glowing cat's eye color. Her wavy blonde hair usually covers her ears, covering them. She is about 5'8 and weighs 123lbs. She's light as a feather, and is usually caught in promiscuous clothing. Her ears and bellybutton is pierced, though its hard to tell with the length of her hair. She has full lips, that give her an almost pouty look. Her fingernails are sharp, but well taken care of and polished. She has a few shimmering tattoos and piercings on her ears.
Height: 5'9"
Weight:125lbs
What's in the mirror
Name:Arlathil Panthar
Age: 19
Race:Elf
Role: Student, (though hoping to be a Spirit Wielder?)
Grade:3rd year
Appearance:
Arlathil has bright green eyes, almost a glowing cat's eye color. Her wavy blonde hair usually covers her ears, covering them. She is about 5'8 and weighs 123lbs. She's light as a feather, and is usually caught in promiscuous clothing. Her ears and bellybutton is pierced, though its hard to tell with the length of her hair. She has full lips, that give her an almost pouty look. Her fingernails are sharp, but well taken care of and polished. She has a few shimmering tattoos and piercings on her ears.
Height: 5'9"
Weight:125lbs
What's in the mirror
Personality: Should anyone try to describe Arla, she would be summarized as a smart, witty kind woman. She seems reserved, but wary. A few jokes are always shared
between her and her friends, (should she have any..). She's more of the outcast type seeing how her past influences her present. Though she is always willing to give a helping hand
to the women around her, she's very wary around the men.
Her guard goes up whenever a guy trys talking to her. Should she ever be cornered by one... well... it's not a safe place for them. Arla is known go have flashes of anger when she's alone with guys, making them well...severely injured.
She’s sociable, bordering on chatty, though she knows well enough when people would rather not speak, and respects these moments and demeanour as much as she is able.
Arla views closed personalities as something of a challenge to overcome, and she'll commonly poke and prod those that don't do well at opening up. She typically avoids going too far, but it can happen if she's unfamiliar with someone and happens to hit a sore spot. She is extremely confident in who and what she is, and is largely unaffected when others try to dissect her life, or point out her flaws. She knows them well, and is unashamed of them.
Like:
Lounging around
His Cougar Form
Swimming
Meat
Friendly People
Honesty
Coffee
Fast Food
Nature
Quiet
Flirting
Staying Clean
Naps
A good Laugh
Dislikes
Liars
Traitors
Cars
Cheaters
Preppy Girls
Thunderstorms
Windy Days
Snow
Soda
Overcooked food
Parties
Crowds
Drugs
Life Story
History: Arla grew up in a whorehouse thanks to her mother, and when she became 14 years old, they marketed her as a whore as well. There she had to grow up quickly, and learn the language of the people now. She occasionally speaks in her natural tongue, when she becomes irritated or when she is shy around others. Her mother showed her how to defend herself, and use her natural gift of Glamour.... since there were men out there that could be harsh and cruel.
As the years went by the whorehouse was raided, and women were kidnapped and some were murdered. She was drugged by her own mother, in order to put her to safety. Arla was only 16 when her mother left her at the school, for her to better herself and further her education. Arla has no idea what has happened to her mother, and she has nightmares daily about it. Because she grew up in the brothel, she's cautious about the men she hangs out with seeing how, in her past all men wanted sex.
Now 19 years old and on her third year of school, she's relaxed a bit around people seeing how everyone seems nothing like those men and women she had met in the brothel.
Other: Her Nickname is Arla