Post by Fayerin on Nov 13, 2013 20:52:32 GMT -5
(*Ducks to avoid aforementioned smacks for creating yet another character*)
Name: Cristiona Mhaoil-lain
Age: 57
Gender: Female
Race: Half-Elf
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (Ramael)
Height/Weight: 5'3"/123 Lbs
Eye Colour: Light Grey
Hair Colour: Auburn
Appearance: Cristiona is a buxom young lady with curves in all the right places, something that can make itself painfully obvious at times with her sashaying walk. Her auburn hair curls in gentle waves, reaching just past her shoulders in length. She prefers to keep it in a ponytail as her preferred style of wear; a few strands falling loosely to frame a soft round face with a small, slightly upturned nose, full rosy lips and wide silvery eyes with delicate lashes, eyes that one could lose themselves in and that often see more than they let on. Her attire consists of an ornate leather corset over a chemise of deep green, semi-tight cloth pants that tuck into tall leather boots, leather gauntlets upon her arms and a belt decorated in pouches.
Personality: Cristiona is an intellectual with a wit that can be as sharp as it is quick. She has a calm demeanor that often puts those around her at ease. It isn't at all unusual for a complete stranger to spill their life's story to her, much to her bemusement. Don't get her sunny disposition wrong though, for underneath her friendly personality lays a cold, calculating, cunning bitch that you don't want to make an enemy of. Generally she is open, accepting and easy to get along with.
History: Cristiona's father was a Dark-Elf insurgent, a soldier who abandoned his post in order to seek his fortunes elsewhere. Her mother, a human female, acted as an informant and bounty-hunter for whoever offered her the highest bid. The two met when her mother was traveling Utorion in pursuit of a thief that had taken off with a prized statuette that a noble family had hired her to discover its whereabouts. The thief just happened to be Cristiona's father. He outwitted her mother at every turn, dangling the prize in front of her only to leave her grasping at straws as to where her next turn would be, and she began lusting after more than just the reward for the statuette. The resulting tryst when he finally allowed her to catch up resulted in Cristiona's conceptions before he vanished from the face of Xanivus with the statuette. Though it's likely her father knows of her existence, he has never stepped forward to be any part of her life. With a father that simply seemed to not care for her, and a mother who was always gone for work, Cristiona essentially raised herself. Her time was spent mostly on the streets where she learned all the tips and tricks of the Rogue's trade, enhanced by the minor 'seer' abilities she had developed from her father's bloodline. In her teenage years, she chose to turn her back on her mother and left home without so much as a glance back.
Weapons/Abilities: Cristiona carries a range of gear from daggers and knives to caltrops and small traps, to vials of poisons, antidotes and potions. Her greatest weapon though, by far, is her mind. While not a true seer, in the sense of the word, she does have use of telekinetic magics and telepathic attributes. She can pick up on the strongest emotions one is experiencing as they talk to her, making her rather adept at picking out lies and weaknesses, as well as flickering images of their thoughts that she can generally piece together in order to 'read' their mind. She has uncanny luck at times, something that has helped her avert disaster... or gain herself some coin while gambling. The unfortunate downside is the lack of control of these telepathic abilities which tends to leak out, causing those of weaker minds to say their current thoughts or give out information about their lives that they otherwise wouldn't to a complete stranger.
Name: Cristiona Mhaoil-lain
Age: 57
Gender: Female
Race: Half-Elf
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (Ramael)
Height/Weight: 5'3"/123 Lbs
Eye Colour: Light Grey
Hair Colour: Auburn
Appearance: Cristiona is a buxom young lady with curves in all the right places, something that can make itself painfully obvious at times with her sashaying walk. Her auburn hair curls in gentle waves, reaching just past her shoulders in length. She prefers to keep it in a ponytail as her preferred style of wear; a few strands falling loosely to frame a soft round face with a small, slightly upturned nose, full rosy lips and wide silvery eyes with delicate lashes, eyes that one could lose themselves in and that often see more than they let on. Her attire consists of an ornate leather corset over a chemise of deep green, semi-tight cloth pants that tuck into tall leather boots, leather gauntlets upon her arms and a belt decorated in pouches.
Personality: Cristiona is an intellectual with a wit that can be as sharp as it is quick. She has a calm demeanor that often puts those around her at ease. It isn't at all unusual for a complete stranger to spill their life's story to her, much to her bemusement. Don't get her sunny disposition wrong though, for underneath her friendly personality lays a cold, calculating, cunning bitch that you don't want to make an enemy of. Generally she is open, accepting and easy to get along with.
History: Cristiona's father was a Dark-Elf insurgent, a soldier who abandoned his post in order to seek his fortunes elsewhere. Her mother, a human female, acted as an informant and bounty-hunter for whoever offered her the highest bid. The two met when her mother was traveling Utorion in pursuit of a thief that had taken off with a prized statuette that a noble family had hired her to discover its whereabouts. The thief just happened to be Cristiona's father. He outwitted her mother at every turn, dangling the prize in front of her only to leave her grasping at straws as to where her next turn would be, and she began lusting after more than just the reward for the statuette. The resulting tryst when he finally allowed her to catch up resulted in Cristiona's conceptions before he vanished from the face of Xanivus with the statuette. Though it's likely her father knows of her existence, he has never stepped forward to be any part of her life. With a father that simply seemed to not care for her, and a mother who was always gone for work, Cristiona essentially raised herself. Her time was spent mostly on the streets where she learned all the tips and tricks of the Rogue's trade, enhanced by the minor 'seer' abilities she had developed from her father's bloodline. In her teenage years, she chose to turn her back on her mother and left home without so much as a glance back.
Weapons/Abilities: Cristiona carries a range of gear from daggers and knives to caltrops and small traps, to vials of poisons, antidotes and potions. Her greatest weapon though, by far, is her mind. While not a true seer, in the sense of the word, she does have use of telekinetic magics and telepathic attributes. She can pick up on the strongest emotions one is experiencing as they talk to her, making her rather adept at picking out lies and weaknesses, as well as flickering images of their thoughts that she can generally piece together in order to 'read' their mind. She has uncanny luck at times, something that has helped her avert disaster... or gain herself some coin while gambling. The unfortunate downside is the lack of control of these telepathic abilities which tends to leak out, causing those of weaker minds to say their current thoughts or give out information about their lives that they otherwise wouldn't to a complete stranger.