A small yet powerful empire, the primary export is medical technology. The primary import however, is information, any and all information they can get their hands on.
Description
Name: Snowdove, commonly called Snow
Age 30
Appearance: Dresses primarliy in white and gold robelike designed clothing. Stands at exactly six feet tall
Feline Appearance: similar to that of her human appearance, however her fur is brightest untarnished white
Hair color: Ink Black
Feline hair color: untarnished white
Eye color: Wolfbrown
feline Eye color: Green
Pictures:
As feline {Picture used with full permission of the artist};
As Human {picture copyright moi},
Her lover Liao {copyright moi}
Theme(s): Enter the Rave, {
remix}
Personality
Snowdove is a calm and collected woman, she is quick to anger, yet also quick to thought. She is light as a feather, sometimes lighter, when it comes to chosing the proper side of a debate
Equipment
Whitebow; similar in appearance to Vipteri and Raen's blackbows, However painted dove white with various tracings over the stave and handgrip. Quiver of ten arrows, which somehow gives her more arrows from a slain foe
Mongolian Longsword/Mehul; It is named Mehul, and has the basic longsword appearance that her tribe use seen commonly, the blade is tinted white like untarnished snow when sheathed or drawn. it is somehow enchanted as it heals her as she uses it, glowing a glittery green color. It also glitters bright white when danger is nearby, sometimes to the point of blinding everyone around her. One of the many perks of Mehul is what shape it wil ltake when it is in use by Snowdove, for Snowdove is the only person it seems to allow to wield it. The many forms that Mehul will take on occasion in several battles has been seen as a garden rake, a pitchfork, and a Wu Tang Monk's staff, Mehul will also change its form at a verbal command of Snowdove. Currently it is in form of a pale green fan
Mehul; Warning of danger
Mehul; Healing light
Mehul; warding light
Skills: Martial arts of the Ancient world, Ancient Mongolia, China, and northern Japan to be exact, (700 BC era Earth), advanced stealth and hunting skills had been taught and learned from her older sister Vipteri
Spells; Snowdove is also something of a sorcerer of sorts considering her skill at magical ablity as some call it her true skills is with Chi maic, or energy, thus making her similar to a Scorcer in terms of magical skill and spells. She wears no ring however. and her spell list is yet to be determined, known spells are listed here now.
Mirror Trap; Pretty much makes any mirror or reflective surface into a trap door of sorts, allowing a target or the creator of the spell to enter the Mirror World. No they wont die, just as long as they are in the Mirror World less then 24 hours, or ten days Mongolian time, everything is backwards, left is right and north is south, east is west and up is down and things are indeed farther then they appear.
Cloud from a Handful; Basically this spell makes for a good covering up of an area or item, thus masking view from something from others. this can be created from a mere handful of dirt into a blinding sandstorm, or confetti, or nails or anything within reach that can be held in the hand and blown as if snuffing out a candle.
Turnstone; using Chi Magic if an item is thrown at Snowdove she can blast at it, thusly taking the lifeforce or otherwise from the item, leaving it naught but stone.
Read Magic; An innate spell that is automatically invcoked on magical books and bonescrolls, Depending on the book or bonescroll, Snowdove is able to read the writing as if it were her native writing of Ancient Mongolian {See other information blow this list}
Warp Bridge: Using Mehul, Snowdove can create a magical bridge to anywhere on the planet, this takes very little energy, but plenty of 'casting time' if the warp bridge is to connect to a certain place. Warp Bridsging can happen if required at a short notice, howerver it iwll be generated to a random location.
Coming soon
Coming soon
Other Information:
1 Snowdove is unable to read in english {Basic} and thus reads only Bonescrolls, which are written in ancient Mongolian lettering and words. However if given a magical book of some sort, she is able to read it as if it is her own writing due to her automatic spell, Read Magic. {See spell list} 2 Warp Bridges also have Warp Bridge Stations, which maintain a direct link to and from the Underlundian colony, to Wing City.3 Touchstone is useless against anything that is already rock, or stone, be it thrown cement, or a thrown rock, to a stone golem. Currently Snowdove has not used it on anything that is alive, {People} and only has used it on dead animals, Touchstone also has a minor weakening effect on Snowdove if she has used it continuously for more then ten minutes or 15 rounds {whichever comes first} This causes her to either be very weak and un able to do other spells, or to outright collapse.
So begins...
from the darkness of the alley a crashing noise was heard as something had fallen onto something else. The clang of metal cans was also heard crasshing around, and also a muffled thump of something being dropped, a pair of voices were also heard. 'careful you idiot! the boss wants 'er alive!' one voice said, clearly an older sounding, frail, as if dead voice. 'Ayw come off it Durk ya lunkhead, since when dija feel so strongly for the living?' Both voices went quiet at the sound of Joe, both of the skeletal creatures bolting towards the darker part of the alley. One of them carried a item that looked of value.
a clatter was heard as the creature dropped the item it had taken from the woman, an odd looking hairband, clearly a rich woman they had found or come across. It sparkled in the lights given off from the bar that the alley was bordering. The woman made no sounds whatsoever, she appeared injured, or just stunned, as if suddenly happened upon the given location. Or just never expected to hit anything upon arrival. she appeared quite young, though clearly a skilled woman, a quiver of ten arrows was seen at her hip, but where her bow was, well, that remained to be seen
Snowdove moaned slightly, sounding as if either just waking up, or recently drugged and left for others to come across. The next second, apparently from the jolt of ramming headlong into the insides of a dumpster at the speed of light, she started coughing, a trickle of blood trailed from the corner of her mouth forcing her to roll over, the woman dressed in white had gold cloth seemed to have been though a lot. When she finally stopped coughing up what she had for breakfast she slowly turned towards Joeseph, or more importantly, what he held in his hand.
Snowdove reached out a hand to take the hairpiece, at first saying nothing. She placed it on her forwardsm, using the two drawstring pieces to not only tie it around her head, but also in with her hair pulled back from her face. her wolfbrown eyes took in Joesph now in full. He looked similar to one she had seen before. When she finally spo0ke she said. "Skeletons?" her voice had a beautiful tone to it. calm and gentle. yet, painfilled at the same time
Snowdove slowly pulled herself to her feet, gold and silver vambraces were on her arms. Each having the crest of her tribe, the same tribe that Vipteri was from. One hand went to her stomach, once more she tossed what was left insde into he dumpster, now it eeally stank. She gripped the side of the dumpster tightly. Clearly too weak to get out of the thing on her own, something of white glinted off the light given off of the side door of Gamnits "Nothing has been broken, yet, I do hurt."
wobbled for but a scant second or two before her balance became clear, though she was indeed sore she leaned on the dumpster, one hand still on her stomach, "I am called Snow." She replied, she shook her head slightly, "I do not know why the dead want my things. For o"
..."For the only items I carry are of little value save for my hairpiece and bow." She said quietly. She looked about a bit, as if looking for so0mething else, her whitebow was somewhere in the alley
Snowdove smiled slightly, and once more shook her head, "No you misunderstand, my whitebow, what I use," she took a breath, her energy slowly returning, why had she and Rain gone though the blue ring again? oh yeah, to find Vipteri and join her, maybe come back home with more money. "What I use to hunt" she finished, the idea of food made her feel slightly sick.
Snowdove gave Joesph an odd look, "Busy?" sdhe said, as if saying the word for the first time. What exactly did he mean? She shook her head, "Go, if you are turned aside from your path, do not let me hinder you any further" She said. She could find her bow on her own, then look for her sisters.
Snowdove turned and looked about once Joesph had gone. She spotted it a few feet away from the dumpster, she went forwards, and picked up her whitebow, and inspected it closely. Once that was done she drew her cloak better around her shoulders and headed in Joesphs footsteps into the bar.
Snowdove finally entered the bar, she had fended off six skeletal creatures, all of which seemed to want her hair piece. She felt sick, and worse at times. She entered the bar at long last, leaning heavliy on the door frame, a white longbow of some kind was in one hand. her sword on her hip. She limped into the bar, one hand to her stomach as she slid into a seat against the wall, she sat there, a trail of blood snaked from the corner of her mouth. Her hair looked a bit dirty, but she was toherwise in good shape. At least, as far as appearances went.
Snowdove slowly woke up where she sat in a booth, Or was that laid? Either way, Snowdove slowly woke up. The trail of blood still hung from her mouth where she had coughed up same during her sleep. her pristine white and gold outfit was alarmingly clean given the fact she had pretty much crashed headlong into a dumpster. The only thing slightly odd about her was the jeweled hairpiece that appeared to be tied into her hair.
Snowdove seemed to be holding something, of any outward injuries none were seen, but on the inside is where it mattered, her body had run headlong into the side of a dumpster, on the inside, at very highspeed. Hard ernough to make her loose not just her lunch, but almost half of her total bloodflow. Now all she had to do was heal, Now if onlty she could get that mental picture of Raen getting knocked into the water from far above the surface from her mind. She spotted Patricks move towards her, and when he had taken a seat she looked directly at him, her wolfbrown eyes staring directly at him. "Is something the matter?" She asked in a rather soft yet very moldeic voice that sounded like a ten stringed harp. Either that or the voice of an angel
Snowdove titled her head at him, technology she was not known to, or knew of or something of the kind. When he mentioned her wanting him ot leave as he had come uninvited made her pause before speaking. "Who said anything of not wanting another to speak with?" Maybe he knew where Raen was? Or Vipteri for that matter, For all anyone knew, she looked exactly like the Arena Girl who was asleep under that very table. Under the booth seat that Snowdove sat upon in fact, yet Snowdove did not know her sister was apound asleep under her, as she (Vipteri) was unseen by anything. Afterall, cats can disappear on a whim
Snowdove didn't smile, whatever she held seemed to heal her, she felt stronger, though slightly so. She looked hard at Patrick. "You seem to be the one I am to speak to." She said at long last. "I seek two others." She saw his overall look and appearance, a smirk of some kind appearing on her face, "You have seen one of them?"
Snowdove smiled slightly. "The two I seek," she said quietly, "Are my older sister, Star Tear, and my younger sister, Rain." She said at long last. She watched Patrick like a hawk. her wolfbrown eyes watching his everymove. Seeing the gauz she was confused. "Why are... in white, your skin, covered?" She looked at him harder. "Are you a spirit?" a tea similar to Vipteri's own type of drink was brought to the table, thick like paint yet sweet smeeling like an exoctic berry of some kind. It clearly had healing properties as Snowdove felt slighhtly better after drinking but a sip
Snowdove "So you have seen my younger sister?" She said, her eyes turned slightly towards the table, a holographic video feed was in session, a fight replay it appeared, showing recent battles fought there, and one of them being a battle between Vipteri and the Dragon Lord, Snowdove's focus was then on the holographic feed. Vipteri had clearly made a name for herself in that city. Though in the holor feed she was reffered to as the Arena Girl. Snowdove mused to herself, "So, Star, you have indeed led me here, and Rain too, but where are you two?" A news feed then appeared, forcing her eyes back on Patrick she seemed to be asking him for answers
"Star?" Snowdove had to look twice, Yep, it was her sister alright. "Where were you? Hasve you seen Rain?" Snowdove gave Vipteri a once over, "What in the world happened to you?" Vipteri looked a wreck, bleary eyed and not exactly focused, half awake it appeared.
Vipteri shook her head, "No, you are the first I have seen, I even recived your letter. But I haven't seen Raen anywhere"
"Well, I woke up in a rejects container." Snowdove said, somewhat shy, She looked back to Patrick, a simple nod in thanks for hias cpmany seemed apparent, yet she never exactly said he had to leave. But he was welcome to remain and answer her questions of the area. And maybe find their younger sister Raen.
Snowdove had left Gambits after meeting up with her older sister, Now all she had to do was find her younger, more hard headed sibling who was somewhere in Wing City. Star had mentioned to look in the gardens where she had appeared through the blue Ring of energy. So now she took to the air, jumping from tree top to tree top, roof to roof. At least until something threw something that looked liek a bone saw of sorts like a frisbee which sent her to the ground, fast. Right for the fountain that Eva sat beside.