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All right. This is just a role-play thing I made that I may or may not reuse depending on convinence.
Gaia Name Gaararox
Name Nadare Ki
Race Shape-Shifter
Role (Good or Bad [NO citizens]) Good
Element (Guardians only, and please explain the abilities your character can do with their element. Be creative!) Not a guardian.
Age 16
Appearance (pictures or a really awesome description) 
Personality Nadare is a happy, outgoing person. On occasion she is shy, but for the most part she is bold.
History Nadare was abandoned upon the discovery of her powers, so ever since the age of three she has been somewhat of a wanderer. Almost instantly after being abandoned she was picked up by a kind man, a necromancer, who was going through the woods at the time. He tried to teach her the trade for the few months that followed, but she was too young to really learn any of it. So he left her at the first orphanage he came across. Leaving her with nothing but a warning to keep her powers secret.
She lived the next six years of her life in that orphanage. Not learning much, but managing to pick-up on reading and basic math. One day she got fed up with the constant taunting and bullying of one of the older orphans. Nadare snapped and transformed into bear, her goal being simply to scare the boy. As far as the Orphanage’s workers where concerned, Nadare was a menace and the sooner she was gone, the better off they would be. So once more Nadare was left to her own devices.
For the next two years she lived alone on the streets. Stealing for food and moving from one temporary home to the next. She would have continued this less than perfect life for longer, but she was caught pick pocketing and sent to jail. After a week she was released and told to get far from the city, or else she would be sent to the gallows.
Not wanting to tempt fate Nadare did exactly as ordered and found herself traveling through woods once more, not that she really remembered it too well from the first time. Fate was on her side, and the very same necromancer from before found her. Nadare didn’t recognize him, but somehow he did. She traveled with him for the following three years. Learning more from him then she had from anyone else in her entire life. The necromancer refrained from teaching her anything related to necromancy, but he did teach her how to fight, with and without weapons. Not only that, but many of life’s lessons were learned from him.
When she was fourteen the two of them parted ways. Both leaving to pursue their own features.
Weapon Two daggers strapped to her legs in leather sheaths.
Strengths Talking to people, spying.
Weaknesses Torture, Seeing others in pain
Extra (Optional)
Sample of your skill
Nadare sat on a tree limb, her legs dangling over the water below, her bare toes just brushing the smooth surface. In her hands was a half eaten piece of bread, and on her lap was a slice of cheese. Far from her favorite meal, but it was cheap and effective. Sighing she leaned back, her body balancing perfectly on the branch. One wrong movement would send her into the water below. Nadare was just finishing her bread, still upside-down when a sudden sound startled her.
“Hello.”
Nadare screamed in surprise and lost her balance, tipping clumsily into the chilly water below. There was a splash followed by some thrashing movement, and Nadare emerged to a musical laughter.
“Hello.” She replied, her face warm from blushing.
 Screaming_Biscuits · Sun May 06, 2007 @ 09:41pm · 0 Comments |
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