Description
Rights and credits for this image go to the respected owner.Full Name: Hilja Borghild
Nicknames: Hil
Prefered Names: Hilja
Aliases: None
Titles/Honorifics: The Dragon-Born, The Guard, The Warrior
Gender: Female
Main Species: Dragon-Born
Sub Species: Humanoid
Apparent Age: 123
Actual Age: 569
Birth Date: August 31st
Birth Place: Tuulikki Falls
Zodiac Sign: Virgo
Sexual Orientation/Preferance: Heterosexual
Marital Status: Currently
mated to
Garsith Anahak due to him showing just how much of a man he could be and getting a bit forceful. Due to his actions, Hilja might be impregnated with his child, which was how he intended it to be because he wanted to show his love to her. And what is a better way to show your love than having a child?
Skin Color/Shade: Storm blue with white flecks here and there. The flecks are on odd trait that only a rare sum of the Borghild family possess.
Markings/Scars: None
Tattoos/Piercings: None
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 330 lbs
Physical Condition: Healthy
Body Build: Slender/Athletic
Disabilities: She becomes angry and annoyed pretty easily, and she tends to get sick easily when in the rain.
Psycological Condition: Stable
Handedness: Ambidextrous
Eye Color: Golden/Dull amber
Eye Wear: None
Hair Color: Storm blue
Hair Style/Length: A little past shoulder length, tendril like, usually worn back in assorted braids and etc.
Hair Wear: Assorted ties and etc.
Education: First through twelfth grade basic knowledge, herbalism, hunting/tracking, survival, multiple forms of arm to arm combat, swordsmanship, and dragon-born culture.
Languages: English, Dragon-Born, Ent, and Lizard-Man.
Voice Wave: -
Main Occupation: A part time guard of Wing City.
Side Occupation: Warrior, Fighter, Huntress
Current Residance: Within a shack/cabin just outside of Wing City, nearest to The Forest Border.
Previous Residance: Within her tribe's territory at Tuulikki Falls.
Current Affiliations: The Wing City guard.
Former Affiliations: None
Family/Relatives: Her father, her uncle, her older brothers (2), her younger sister, and her grandmother on her mother's side.
Religion(s)/Beliefs: Bahmaut and Tiamat
Using low, moderately low, average, moderately high, and high
Moderately high
Spiritual: Average
Magic Resistance: Average
Stamina: Moderately high
Energy: Moderately high
Endurance: Average
Speed: High
Strength: High
Combat: Moderately high
Technique: Average
Personality
Personality and Other Characteristics
Bold, proud, instinctive, mild mannered, respectful in some cases, open minded, stubborn, somewhat shy, supposedly rude and pretty vulgar, and a bit of a perfectionist.
Public Behavior: Mild mannered, respectful, open minded, a bit rude and vulgar, stubborn, sometimes a bit over confident, and a bit of a perfectionist.
Behavior with Friends: Open minded, stubborn, mild mannered, playful, crude, defensive, and pretty secretive.
Behavior with Family: Submissive, respectful, a bit shy, instinctive, and mild mannered.
Behavior with Lovers: Ask Garsith, he should know.
Behavior with Enemies: Very defensive, argumentative, rude, crude, and vulgar.
Likes: Desolate rural areas, peaceful landscapes, animals, a nice pint of ale, sleeping in, eating, and dueling/sparring.
Hobbies: Sleeping in, eating a lot, drinking, being a bit of a tease and mischief maker, and dueling/sparring.
Interests: Elven culture, the future, revisiting her homeland, sea travel, and gods.
Dislikes: Sexism, over dominant or over submissive males, being controlling, getting lost, being late and coming home late from work, and being made fun of/spoken about.
Goals/Ambitions: To become someone as great as her father, to fight in a war or large battle, to travel the sea, and to learn how to ride a horse.
Life's Ambition: Unknown.
Superstitions: Demons, fairies, gods, spirits, and bad luck for seven years if you break a mirror.
Fears: Her family sometimes, getting lost, thunder storms, overly large insects, and getting creeped out after viewing something scary, or having something coincidental happening after it.
Biggest Fear: Possibly thunderstorms or dying a terrible/painful death.
Morals: To never harm the innocent, to always respect elders, to protect the weak, and to die for what you believe in.
Prized Possession (Emotional/Personal Value): Her sword.
Prized Possession (Material Value): Her home, and her clothing.
Most Outspoken About: Her stature, her breed, her odd flesh coloring, and her relationship with the Anahak family.
Least Outspoken About: Her profession, her back story, where she came from, and her family.
Positive Characteristics: She's brave and noble, she's a good fighter, she's resourceful in her own ways, and she doesn't know when to give up sometimes.
Negative Characteristics: She's stubborn, her manners are pretty bad, and she seems to act like a child.
Aptitudes: She has superior strength, speed, and combat skills. She's one of the few females who are good for breeding and are in season just a little bit longer than regular females.
Equipment
Equipment and Personal Belongings
See image.
Secondary Outfit: Unknown
Armor: See image
Jewelry: None
Accessories: A runed shield.
Primary Weapon: A sword named
Tapio, as seen in the image above.
Secondary Weapon: None
Side Weapons (Throwing knives, chains, and etc.): None
So begins...
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When thinking about the cave, Hilja's body stiffened. That definitely brought back memories. But since she was a big girl now and could somewhat handle her bursts of rage and insults, she continued to drink before going to hungrily chew on her second beef jerky stick. Oh how she loved these things. They weren't enough to feel her but they at least distracted her from the chaphing that her armor brought when mixing with scaled flesh and sweat. The simple thought of it made the female growl in irritation as she went to elbow Galeth in the gut. "You owe me nothing!" Hissed the female as she continued to chew her food, glancing towards Jay. Inhaling his pungent human scent from where she sat, Hilja snorted before her eyes traveled to Garsith's face. Even though she had just met the lizard-man of the warrior profession, she came to like him already and began to consider him as a friend. -c-
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She couldn't help but to stare at his face though. Something about it just compelled her deep within. Maybe it was instinct or her gut finally telling her something she had procrastinated long enough about. Maybe, just maybe it was that time. Thinking about, Hilja chuckled a little to herself, shaking her head as she alas looked away from the lizard-man's face. "Nah,' she thought. "That could never happen...I ain't gonna find a mate just yet. And besides...I don't want kids." Would be what Hilja told herself, blinking a couple times as she stared down at her ale. Something was wrong. Glancing back towards Garsith, a look of concern came to be about her features. -c-
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Slowly she reached a clawed hand out and rested it on his cheek in order to feel the heat of his body and to see if he was feverish. Like a mother, she leaned closer to him and lowered her head down so she could whisper her words. "Hey,' she whispered lightly, her voice kind and nurturing. "Are you okay?" The dragonborn then asked, looking into his eyes with a steady gaze that seemed focused now more than ever. -e-
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Hilja Borghild growled once she had heard Galeth's comment and lifted her hand off Garsith's face. Turning towards the druid she gave him the evil eye before making a grab at his throat. She seemed to be temperamental this evening, and on the defense as well. Which wasn't like her, usually. "You can take that little observation of yours' and shove it up your human ass, buddy." She hissed, serrated teeth glinting in the bar light as she spoke such fluid words.
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Observing Galeth at work, Hilja frowned and slowly took a drink of her ale. "I don't hate you." She muttered, looking away from the green light whilst it flashed. "But I am curious about this girl you let yourself die for. Was she worth it?"
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She almost didn't hear Jay make a comment about her words until seconds later after he had spoken. "Oh,' she asked, glancing towards the human with a frown. "You had a woman you sacrificed yourself for? Interesting. Most women prove to be lying cunts...heh, I guess that's why I don't have any males chasing me for some tail." She said with a grunt, chuckling at her own observation before she found herself glancing towards Artemis as she made her entrance. Automatically her dull optics widened. Now that was how you make an entrance! "That's a very pretty woman!" Mused the dragonborn aloud instead of her thoughts as her eyes traveled up and down the female's frame. Slowly licking her lips, her heart would about skip a bit. "Woman must be a seductress of some sort..." Thought the female as her gaze came to fixate upon Garsith once she had fell silent.
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Almost making herself invisible to the two, Hilja wordlessly stared down at her ale. Listening to Galeth's words was just heartbreaking. "Now you know how I feel." The dragonborn said under breath, lifting the mug of ale to her lips in order to take a drink. After that she said nothing more, but would growl once her nostrils inhaled the pungent scent of the pain worms. Squirming in her seat, she began to feel uneasy but put on a nonchalant face as she remained facing away from the Anahak brothers. That was just what they needed right about now. A dumbfounded female staring at them as they went through their own brotherly issues. Yeah, that was all they needed now...eyes boring holes in the back of their heads.
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The female growled as Galeth reminded her once more of their shenanigans back in the cave just a couple months ago. She remained where she was of course, her eyes shifting over towards Garsith as he stood there by his brother. "Help...me." Were the words she murmured, beginning to struggle once the lizard-man turned druid began to pet her like some kind of animal.
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Hilja Borghild shrugged, giving Galeth a strange look as she sat up. "Just not used to you being a human and grabbing me like you do..." She grumbled, glancing down at her lap for a second. "I just don't like it. A male's touch was something I've been afraid of since I was a kid. I'm not afraid of it...but a male never touched me right before. If you know what I mean." She commented under her breath, casting the brothers a glance before proceeding to bite at one of her claws, which proved to be a bad habit for the dragonborn as she seemed to be a bit disgruntled this eve.
Hilja Borghild growled and lowered her hand once Galeth had stopped her. "Yeah, yeah...I know." She admitted, placing both of her hands upon her armored lap. "But I can't help it. Not to mention you two are boring me...and this armor is chafing me like no tomorrow." She whispered, squirming in her seat. Feeling eyes upon her to her left, only made Hilja fidget until she glanced towards that direction. Seeing that Garsith was the culprit of making her uneasy, the dragonborn dared to meet his gaze. Shyly she offered him a smile before glancing towards her mug of possibly lukewarm ale at this point, once he addressed his brother in means of living arrangements.
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"I really don't know..." The female muttered, her unseen brows furrowing as she slowly accepted Galeth's embrace. She could really use a hug about now and the druid was the one to provide it for her, and she was glade nonetheless. However, as she embraced him, closing her eyes a little, she began to wonder what hugging Garsith would be like.
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With a hiss, Hilja pushed Galeth away once he had released her. "Just because the lady you're trying to swoon has rejected you, doesn't mean you can give up now and try to flirt with me. Not gonna work." She grumbled, glaring at the druid for a second. When asked whether or not he should stay in his human form or revert back to that of his reptilian, all the dragonborn did was shrug. "I don't care." Came her blunt reply before her gaze shifted back up to Garsith. Even though his brother had cured him of his ailment, the warrior still seemed to be a bit distressed. Or so her eyes perceived him to be as she remained still, curious as to what just was going on that she didn't know about.
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Hilja Borghild snorted at Galeth's comment, on which she had heard even though it was spoken under her breath. "How can you like me like that when we've barely got to know each other? I understand how you might feel differently than I, but I just don't get it. and I wish not to be the one who gets you off of your rebound or takes you from your grief. I can't be the one to do just that..." She muttered coldly, shaking her head. But when Garsith indicated that he was going to go to bed, the dragonborn slowly stood. "Yeah, I think it's about time I left too...I need to get a bath and some sleep. It's hard to do things anymore when being a guard of such a large city." She commented in reply to the warrior's words as she stretched a little, casting him a glance just in time for their eyes to meet. It would seem that they were both caught in something they were ignorant of even though it just began to blossom like that of a flower. -c-
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Could it be that the two shared interests in one another? -e-
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Hilja Borghild is just a dragonborn.
Hilja Borghild is a sexy beast.
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She nodded to Garsith after shyly glancing away from him like some sort of school girl. "Yeah, I'll follow you out." The dragonborn replied as she lowered her eyes from the male. Falling silent, all she did was watch him while also regretting how she had treated Galeth. Sure she didn't mean it, but seeing him like this pissed her off. Not to mention his actions and how he spoke of the girl who broke his heart. Supposedly she was dead, or so he had said before he left. But was he telling the truth? Turning towards the door after finishing the last of her ale, Hilja sighed and advanced towards the outside. All she thought about was the warrior. Could it really be possible that he had stolen her interest? Could he simply steal her away at this point? The odds deemed it to be possible, but it seemed that the eldest brother wanted to give his sibling a chance first.
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Hilja Borghild /ooc Test......
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Today had been yet another long day for the dragonborn as she entered the establishment with a low groan as she wiped the sweat from her brow with a clawed hand. "Boy, I'm wiped." She muttered to herself, a growl forming in the back of her throat as she continued forth after slamming the door shut behind her with a kick of her left foot. With feet dragging on the floor and her head bowed, Hilja barely noticed the Anahak brothers as she ventured towards the bar line in order to get herself the usual pint of ale and maybe a bite to eat. Guard duty in Wing City sure did take a tole on her as obvious as it already seemed.
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As the female ordered herself an ale, she sensed Galeth approaching her. "If you're gonna give me flowers,' she began to say, producing an early objection before the druid offered them to her. Blinking, Hilja stepped back a little and cocked her head to the side, studying the roses. "Appeared I spoke too soon." She muttered, curiously sniffing them before drawing back. "What do you expect me to do with these? I have nowhere to put em and I worked my ass off today, and my apartment is half way across town." The dragonborn asked, absentmindedly reaching a hand out to accept her mug of ale as the barkeep handed it to her. Sighing, Hilja took a moment to take a drink of her brew before she set the mug down and went to rub her eyes. But once she reopened them, that would be when she had caught Garsith's gaze upon her before he had a chance to look away. "Wonder what's going on here..." The female pondered to herself, taking another drink of her ale.
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