Maeleeown
Apr 9, 2007 14:28:21 GMT -6
Post by Maeleeown on Apr 9, 2007 14:28:21 GMT -6
Name:Maeleeown
Class*:knight
Hair Color:crimson with a silver witch's lock
Eye Color:cerulean
Appearance:short with a lithe body pretty flat chested looks almost breakable until you see the muscles lining her arms hair shoulder length
Clothes:forest green tunic wears a silvery green cloth around her head pulling back hair - in battle she wears her armor
Born in**:Ostia
Story***:Her father was a knight just like his father's before him, such as it is for a girl who ends up being a knight he didn't have any sons. You know that story. She left home in hope of adventure and glory to earn her own name not just falling beneath the weight of her father's. On one of her many side quests she runs across a cowering troubadour and his gallant steed. The steed was protecting them both from evil bandits! Ohhh...ahhhh...the poor troubadour! When she walked up the bandit was loosing to the steed...badly...poor pathetic bandit. Anyway she throws her mighty...okay not so mighty...but she throws a mighty rock and of course not being far in her training misses! But scares the horse enough to kick the bandit unconscious and saves the whimpering troubadour! The troubadour having his eyes shut the entire time sees the ax and thinks "Oh, the hunky knight has saved me!" Low and behold not only did the knight not save him the knight wasn't hunky at all. He was actually a quite slender slightly pretty girl. But bygones be bygones and poof! The poor knight was forever stalked by the gallant steed and his flamboyant master. Traveling through the country side making all believe that the Great Knight Maelestor was he and the true troubadour was the delicate girl that no one would believe was a knight anyway. And the steed? Well, the poor steed was made to tote around the various hair products and hats of his flamboyant master and the more appealing cargo of the crimson maiden.
Class*:knight
Hair Color:crimson with a silver witch's lock
Eye Color:cerulean
Appearance:short with a lithe body pretty flat chested looks almost breakable until you see the muscles lining her arms hair shoulder length
Clothes:forest green tunic wears a silvery green cloth around her head pulling back hair - in battle she wears her armor
Born in**:Ostia
Story***:Her father was a knight just like his father's before him, such as it is for a girl who ends up being a knight he didn't have any sons. You know that story. She left home in hope of adventure and glory to earn her own name not just falling beneath the weight of her father's. On one of her many side quests she runs across a cowering troubadour and his gallant steed. The steed was protecting them both from evil bandits! Ohhh...ahhhh...the poor troubadour! When she walked up the bandit was loosing to the steed...badly...poor pathetic bandit. Anyway she throws her mighty...okay not so mighty...but she throws a mighty rock and of course not being far in her training misses! But scares the horse enough to kick the bandit unconscious and saves the whimpering troubadour! The troubadour having his eyes shut the entire time sees the ax and thinks "Oh, the hunky knight has saved me!" Low and behold not only did the knight not save him the knight wasn't hunky at all. He was actually a quite slender slightly pretty girl. But bygones be bygones and poof! The poor knight was forever stalked by the gallant steed and his flamboyant master. Traveling through the country side making all believe that the Great Knight Maelestor was he and the true troubadour was the delicate girl that no one would believe was a knight anyway. And the steed? Well, the poor steed was made to tote around the various hair products and hats of his flamboyant master and the more appealing cargo of the crimson maiden.