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| Topic Started: Dec 14 2008, 02:41 PM (118 Views) | |
| Deleted User | Dec 14 2008, 02:41 PM Post #1 |
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Name: Amore Age: 18 Race: Shapeshifter Gender: Female Occupation: Seamstress Appearance: Amore is an unimposing woman. Her height is not remarkable, perhaps average or a little above for a human woman, at 5' 11" she has the luxury to bend her neck to look up at few. Her pale skin speaks of a lineage far back to the dark times of the Nyston wars. Amore was unaware how many generations separated her from her homeland but by her appearance and her mother's stories, she knew she had once called the place home. Warm mahogany hair thick and rich falls to her mid back, cut to a one length and layered artfully to give movement to her hair even while remaining still. Her eyes are a deep green, intelligence born of the streets and later books burns from deep within there emerald glow. Her face is warm and holds a beauty in its own way. In no way was she the beautiful queen you hear of in stories, her nose was a bit to long, her eyes a little to wide and her lips a touch to thick, but the beauty of who she was, of what she was, had left many a man with a broken heart. Personality: A life starting out in poverty with only the clothes her mother made for her from cloth sacks left a very humble marking upon her soul, but in that humility Amore finds her strength. Amore is quiet and speaks only if she feels something needs to be said, she is comfortable with silence, having made her peace with being alone long ago. In her heart she is an underdog and can't help but stand up for anyone she sees being pushed around or put down. Violence is not a stranger to her but she does try to avoid it with the art of speech rather than the might of a fist. History: During the rise of the Shiranai Amore's great grandmother was taken into captivity. The men had found Amore's great grandmother and declared her a great prize, for how many men did they know who owned a woman who could truly become a tigress? Amore's grandmother was born to the bastard man who bought the catwoman and raped her while she was shackled and bound. Unfortunately for the man his seed did not nurture the magic that flowed in the feline blood of her ancestor and Amore's grandmother was thrown on the streets. It was then that she became the mistress of a rich man in the town, her fair skin and feral appearance made the man want her, even at the tender age of thirteen. He bought a shop, small and quant, and but her grandmother to work in it. He hired a master seamstress who taught Amore's grandmother the trade. The nice man was rewarded in Amore's grandmother's seventeenth year with a daughter, Beldorah, Amore's mother. Beldorah was another to be born with the magic of her ancestry inside her, but dormant, never to allow her to experience the feline side of her that seemed a giant hole in her soul. she was raised poorly, the man she knew as her father died in the wake of illness and it had been long since there fall from heaven. There shop was now a poor affair, mending old clothes and no requests for the evening gowns and suits for the balls that were no longer held. Beldorah left when her mother passed, leaving the shop to the care of a friend who wanted a business for books of all things, he called the thing a library. Her talent at sewing got her far, all the way to Denosgrad, the largest city in Terra. There she met a man who looked much like herself, fair of skin and dark of hair, with a wild look about him that magnetized her. She followed him into the woods on the outside of town where they made love. She awoke to see a large cat stalk off into the forest, she never saw the man again. Her lost love would forever haunt Beldorah's dreams. Beldorah found out two months later that she was with child, only something felt odd, like the child was aware of its existence, as if it was already trying to get a grip on the world around it, or more like the world around her. Sometimes Beldorah thought she could hear the child's thoughts. At eight months Beldorah gave birth to a baby girl, born already with a full head of hair and teeth. Fearing for her child's safety Beldorah hid her baby, for what but a demon child would be born with teeth such as this? For the first six years of life Amore knew nothing beyond the basement walls of the shop where her mother was the head seamstress. She learned to read and write and spent most of her time with the books her mother found for her, ironic that. Should Beldorah's old friend only know how handy his reading lessons would come in hand. During this time the Shiranai were overthrown. Wars waged and even in this remote town there was trouble, but all of it may as well never happened for Amore. She never knew of the fall of those evil men, all she knew was of the rape of her great grandmother by men who owned other humans which they treated as things, as furniture. At thirteen Amore had her first cycle and with it a strange occurrence that has become akin to stretching her muscles. In the night she awoke, cycle in full swing blood staining her mattress and sheets. She cried out as fire erupted in her belly. Tendrils seared through her veins covering her from the tips of her toes to the individual follicles of hair on her head she knew endless pain. Needles seemed to be stabbing her as the fire burned. She doubled over, and found herself in a ball. The change took her, as it had her great grandmother and all the women in her family before then. Her beautiful auburn hair was suddenly everywhere, and no longer were these human hands in front of her face, she did not even see as a human, but she thought with the clarity that made the whole thing feel surreal. Pouncing from the bed to the broken stand mirror beside her bed in the bottom of the seam shop, Amore looked upon a medium sized big cat. It was an animal she had no name for, because there had never been anything that looked exactly like her. Like a lioness her body was strong and sleek, but with the build of a jaguar, agile and flawless. Her ribcage was barreled and her lower body thin with a large long tale to maintain balance at fast speeds like the cheetah. The thing that was the most unsettling about the hole thing was the rich brown cat's luminous green eyes. Her eyes. Amore ran from her mother's home that day and she has never returned. It took almost four years wondering the woods along the Terra/Kostroma border before Amore had full control over her changes, and her catty mood swings. She is now eighteen and by most of societies standards an adult, if a young one. With little idea of her place in this world Amore wonders, looking for purpose. Weapon Abilities: Amore uses daggers while in human form but prefers to hunt in her feline state. Melee: Hand to Hand Combat Knives: 2 6-inch daggers made of good Terra steel. Ranged Weapons: none Blunt Weapons: none Exotic Weapons: (Uncommon Weapons) Magic: Shapeshifter Feline form "Pouncing from the bed to the broken stand mirror beside her bed in the bottom of the seam shop, Amore looked upon a medium sized big cat. It was an animal she had no name for, because there had never been anything that looked exactly like her. Like a lioness her body was strong and sleek, but with the build of a jaguar, agile and flawless. Her ribcage was barreled and her lower body thin with a large long tale to maintain balance at fast speeds like the cheetah. The thing that was the most unsettling about the hole thing was the rich brown cat's luminous green eyes. Her eyes." Hide: "He told me to close my eyes and picture the forest behind me, picture it down to the last leaf on the ground, and know whenever anyone looked at me, they were seeing the area behind me. I wasn't invisible, I was just allowing them to see what they naturally expect to. He told me to use the mind to work against itself. I have become fairly good at it, although if the background is moving or to colorful, I am less successful." Animal Kin http://s3.zetaboards.com/The_Legacy_Guild/topic/7094337/1/#new The EVER Important Statistics! Our layout is based on a one hundred (100) point system in eight areas. The areas are as follows: Strength: 6 Speed: 9 Defense: 5 Dexterity: 6 Wisdom: 8 Intelligence: 8 Charisma: 7 Magical Ability: 8 Total: 57 |
 
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 Shyla Tadros
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Dec 14 2008, 07:42 PM Post #2 |
 
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Interesting, I like it |
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 Amara Mandragoran
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Dec 17 2008, 12:11 PM Post #3 |
Commander & House High Seat
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I forgot to do this before... *sheepish grin*
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| Deleted User | Dec 29 2008, 07:10 PM Post #4 |
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List of Event's in Amore's Life (RPS) Amore meets the King and decides to go to school Amore makes a friend Amore finds her place |
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