Post by Siobhan Sith on Nov 18, 2008 16:06:35 GMT -5
Name: Siobhan Sith
Short Name: Sith to allies, Sio to close friends
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Race: Half Dragon, Half Dark Elf
Bloodlines:
Father: Pure Dark Elf
Mother: Dragon (confined to human form)
Alliance: Neutral, to whatever party is in her best interest
Homeland: A Realm outside of the Land Between the Lands. She does not discuss her past, nor from where she comes with many.
Height: 6'1
Weight: 136 lbs
Build: Medium to look at, but has a lot of hidden strength.
Skin Color: Pale, pale cream during the day, almost silvery in the moonlight.
Hair Color: White, occasionally dyed other colors, though the dye rarely lasts more than a week or two before it fades back to white.
Eye Color: Metallic silver irises with black reptilian slit-like black pupils. Black corneas.
Other Features: Pointed ears, skin feels strangely smooth, like snake scales- no peach fuzz like most humans.
Extras: Since her fall into Mittelmarch, she's accumulated a number of silver earrings along both ears, she regularly tattoos herself, though they fade within the week.
Weapon of Choice: Twin swords, shido, bow
Fighting Style: Florentine, sneaky-sneaky
Personality: Sith is not what you would call.... 'sociable'. She is the person no one notices in the tavern, who wears heavy cloaks and hides in the corner drinking from an unlabeled bottle that they don't carry at the bar. She likes to watch people and observe habits, quirks, accents, and body language in order to fit in with a more human-esque crowd. She picks up other languages fast and changes the way she speaks, including her accent and accompanying body language depending on which group of people she's speaking to. You might call her a chameleon of personas. The one language she speaks most fluently is the language of lies. She's an adept liar and often gives any soul inquiring about her or her past a mouthful of whatever she thinks they want to hear or would best accept. When approached about a particular lie, she often very craftily talks her way out of the situation. Very seldom is she ever forced to resort to admitting an untruth, of which there have always been many. She compartmentalizes her life heavily, and the company she seeks often depends on her mood. Almost like clockwork, she'll go through spells of wanting to be alone and wanting to seek out company, and like clockwork, she often disappears from groups of people and returns in a matter of months. She never invites anyone to come with her when she disappears, and she has yet to befriend anyone to the point where she would allow them to follow her. Even when she is amidst her unofficial unit, she is part of the group, and yet separate. Almost like a mercenary. She dies her hair, pierces her ears, and tattoos her skin regularly, preferring dark hair colors, silver jewelry, and intricate Celtic knot tattoos, but her skin and hair gradually purge themselves and return to normal within a span of three weeks. When fighting, she's often reckless, preferring a hellbent offense over any defense. Often times she gets overzealous, and this is what can get her in over her head. Typically, she can beat a quick retreat when she realizes she's gone too far.
Thus far, Sith has not developed any extensive relationships, good or bad, with anyone in the LBTL, though she associates herself with the Orn Gwaith, a secretive conglomeration of races hidden in the red maple swamplands to the north, northeast of Mittelmarch. She has a shaky relationship with Mittelmarch and occasionally visits their tavern to observe the inhabitants of the city. Sith is not especially fond of cities, but likes to test her insecurities.
History: Work in Progress
Short Name: Sith to allies, Sio to close friends
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Race: Half Dragon, Half Dark Elf
Bloodlines:
Father: Pure Dark Elf
Mother: Dragon (confined to human form)
Alliance: Neutral, to whatever party is in her best interest
Homeland: A Realm outside of the Land Between the Lands. She does not discuss her past, nor from where she comes with many.
Height: 6'1
Weight: 136 lbs
Build: Medium to look at, but has a lot of hidden strength.
Skin Color: Pale, pale cream during the day, almost silvery in the moonlight.
Hair Color: White, occasionally dyed other colors, though the dye rarely lasts more than a week or two before it fades back to white.
Eye Color: Metallic silver irises with black reptilian slit-like black pupils. Black corneas.
Other Features: Pointed ears, skin feels strangely smooth, like snake scales- no peach fuzz like most humans.
Extras: Since her fall into Mittelmarch, she's accumulated a number of silver earrings along both ears, she regularly tattoos herself, though they fade within the week.
Weapon of Choice: Twin swords, shido, bow
Fighting Style: Florentine, sneaky-sneaky
Personality: Sith is not what you would call.... 'sociable'. She is the person no one notices in the tavern, who wears heavy cloaks and hides in the corner drinking from an unlabeled bottle that they don't carry at the bar. She likes to watch people and observe habits, quirks, accents, and body language in order to fit in with a more human-esque crowd. She picks up other languages fast and changes the way she speaks, including her accent and accompanying body language depending on which group of people she's speaking to. You might call her a chameleon of personas. The one language she speaks most fluently is the language of lies. She's an adept liar and often gives any soul inquiring about her or her past a mouthful of whatever she thinks they want to hear or would best accept. When approached about a particular lie, she often very craftily talks her way out of the situation. Very seldom is she ever forced to resort to admitting an untruth, of which there have always been many. She compartmentalizes her life heavily, and the company she seeks often depends on her mood. Almost like clockwork, she'll go through spells of wanting to be alone and wanting to seek out company, and like clockwork, she often disappears from groups of people and returns in a matter of months. She never invites anyone to come with her when she disappears, and she has yet to befriend anyone to the point where she would allow them to follow her. Even when she is amidst her unofficial unit, she is part of the group, and yet separate. Almost like a mercenary. She dies her hair, pierces her ears, and tattoos her skin regularly, preferring dark hair colors, silver jewelry, and intricate Celtic knot tattoos, but her skin and hair gradually purge themselves and return to normal within a span of three weeks. When fighting, she's often reckless, preferring a hellbent offense over any defense. Often times she gets overzealous, and this is what can get her in over her head. Typically, she can beat a quick retreat when she realizes she's gone too far.
Thus far, Sith has not developed any extensive relationships, good or bad, with anyone in the LBTL, though she associates herself with the Orn Gwaith, a secretive conglomeration of races hidden in the red maple swamplands to the north, northeast of Mittelmarch. She has a shaky relationship with Mittelmarch and occasionally visits their tavern to observe the inhabitants of the city. Sith is not especially fond of cities, but likes to test her insecurities.
History: Work in Progress
