Post by Arenthest on Dec 28, 2012 6:02:31 GMT -5
ARENTHEST AVA STAYHAND
THE BASICS:Name: Arenthest Stayhand
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Birthplace: Somewhere near Gondor
Current Location: On the Road
Weapon(s): Short throwing knife, short broadsword.
APPEARANCES:Facial Appearance: Her skin is pale, almost snowy white despite her constant exposure to the sun. Her eyes are wide and round and ultimately innocent looking, her pupils a deep brown. Her lips are rounded and bright red, and can often be found bitten beneath white teeth. Thick black hair cascades down over her shoulders, wisps obstructing her face. Her jaw line is strong, but feminine and her nose is straight, curving delicately at its end.
Build: Tall and willowy but with extremely feminine curves. Her shoulders are narrow, her hips wide. She boasts the perfect hourglass figure. Her arms and legs are well toned from a life on the road, having to constantly use these day in and day out. When she stands, she stands tall and proud; her shoulders rolled back and her hips forward. Her hands and feet are long and slender.
Distinguishing Marks: Arenthest suffers a large scar across the back of her left shoulder, reaching from the outer curve of the shoulder inwards until it reaches the shoulder blade, here it becomes a messy knot of scar tissue.
Face Claim: Demi Harman
A LITTLE MORE IN-DEPTH:Personality: At first look, Arenthest is a happy young woman, travelling across Middle Earth. However, this is only a front. She is a cunning young woman, and she uses her body to achieve what she wants, or what she needs. It is hard to make friends with this young woman, she is picky with those she interacts with. She can be incredibly seductive and manipulative, using her instincts to figure out what would endear her to her prey. In battle, she is fierce and unforgiving with her blade.
History: Arenthest never knew her father, all she knew was that he lived in a town her mother passed through as she wandered through Middle Earth. Arenthest was the product of an inappropriate relationship, but the fact has never bothered her. She traveled with her mother for many years, learning the tricks of the trade in how to seduce and plunder men. When she was 16, a group of men the pair had just duped came after them for their belongings back. The two women fought desperately, but Ava was stabbed through the chest in the struggle by Arenthest’s own blade, a short throwing knife that the woman now keeps wrapped inside her backpack. As Arenthest stared into her mother’s dying eyes, the youngest and most foolish of the men leapt forward, his sword slashing through the flesh of Arenthest’s back, the blade twisted and wrenched from her by her shoulder blade. The mother and daughter collapsed to the ground in each other’s arms where Arenthest soon lost consciousness, her mother dying mere minutes after. Arenthest was saved and housed by an elderly woman who had heard the commotion. It is there that she spent one year learning about the use of herbs, and how to live off the land. When at last Arenthest waved her finally goodbye to the lady, she set off on the roads of Middle Earth to continue what she learnt from her mother, determined not to live off the old woman for much longer. She spent many years on the road, perfecting her art and avoiding any more fights where she can.
Roleplay Sample:
As my character Zearane from Mythvi.That awful feeling had not gone away though it had been a long time since he had last spoken to Tierny, when she had snorted at him. Zearane shook his mossy head irritably and continued his pace through the forest, paws gripping to each branch as he propelled himself through the air. He knew he had to get gone, but exactly which way 'gone' was Zearane didn't know and so he had simply closed his eyes, turned and ran. It was still rather early in the morning, the sun casting a lazy orange glow over the land as it still forced its way upwards through the clouds.
Zearane could smell the ocean in the air and knew he was close to getting away. He would go back home to the Green Mountains where he would stay with the people who actually wanted him around, not previous puppysitters that snorted when he told them he missed them. Zearane gave an angry snort as he came across the ocean, leaping from the last tree down to the grass where the water lapped at his paws.
Pausing Zearane turned, just in case he may have been wrong. He still hoped Tierny might feel the same but it was obvious now. She hadn't shown up to farewell him. With his nose twitching Zearane placed his left forepaw in the water, taking a deep breath and preparing to dive into the salty liquid that would carry him far away from the pain and hopefully make his heart float back to its proper place in his chest.
BEHIND THE SCREEN:Alias: Mandy/Mandymoo
Codeword:
Experience: Approximately five years.
How you found us?: LAWLS
Other Characters: Taiatelm Nisaybur, Hobbit.
How should we contact you?: PM Taiatelm’s account.
