Dahlia Gold
Oct 22, 2012 11:14:48 GMT -6
Post by Dahlia on Oct 22, 2012 11:14:48 GMT -6
Name: Dahlia Gold
Species: Lilithu
Class: Shaman
Hair Color: Lavender
Eye Color: Red
Age: 23
Appearance: A delicate and fragile looking young woman. Her lavender hair and red eyes give her an odd look that when combined with her pale skin tends to make many people wonder if she's sickly. With her hood up so often it's hard to tell, but there's quite the innocent looking face underneath it. Not too tall, and petite in build, she looks as if she can't even care for herself. Two particularly sharp teeth hide inside that gentle face, and is certainly a bit of a shocker the first time you see them.
Clothes: She wears, at all times, a long cloak on her body. One that can be pulled up at a moments notice. Being a Lilithu she has to be incredibly careful about being in direct sunlight, for too long can kill her. The cloak is a dark green with light white fringe that covers her entire body except her face.
Born in: Ignall City, Lilit Isle
Story: Sired by a very influential man in Lilithu society, a certain Darkweaver. Dahlia isn't his favorite child however, in fact he doesn't even know her existence. As far as she knew, he doesn't even remember the woman that gave birth to her. A maid, one that happened to get a little to close to him, and one that was completely smitten by stories of the man never expecting to see him in the flesh... Much less be with him. Never has Dahlia met the man in person, only having the stories of one starstruck maid to go on.
Still, such stories couldn't help but inspire... shape a child. Make her want to reach towards the future, to learn the dark arts and follow in the footsteps of the man who she could only know as father. Being a bastard child was harsh on the young girl, with only her mother working it was a life of poverty. The only way she got to where she is today was by sheer skill, it was that skill that got her noticed. Self-taught the ways of dark arts, she displayed a talent that got some visiting Evlorei talking.
It was a complete accident, she swears. The situation just sort of happened, and she just sort of used her magic in front of them. Not preplanned at all, nope. She wasn't hoping to be noticed and whisked away to the magical academy in Yunita, it just sort of happened that way honest. Still it was a blessing that those Evlorei were even in the Lilithu homeland. They were talking to the Darkweaver about some sort of alliance, like they had proposed for many years. She proved herself all the same, however, saving one of them by a shaman's spell gone awry in which a lesser demon was summoned. Weak enough that even a child could defeat, especially if it was actually being controlled and just appeared to be wild. Not that was what happened, unplanned honestly.
Still she was brought to the Yunita Forest where she studied dark magic in their academy, completely paid for almost like a scholarship. Atleast that's what they told her, she hadn't seen her mother since she left as a child. Only thing connecting the two being letters delivered, and the only thing connecting her and her father being delusional stories that persist in her mind even to this day.
Graduating a few years ago, she now travels searching for knowledge. With a fascination for the grim and forbidden, and a slight habit for scheming, she looks for forgotten knowledge. Running into to trouble with the Crusaders a few times, but always managing to give them the slip. Knowledge is meant to be known, to be used, no matter how unfortunate it may be. All ideas are given life and deserve to live, this is her philosophy.
Species: Lilithu
Class: Shaman
Hair Color: Lavender
Eye Color: Red
Age: 23
Appearance: A delicate and fragile looking young woman. Her lavender hair and red eyes give her an odd look that when combined with her pale skin tends to make many people wonder if she's sickly. With her hood up so often it's hard to tell, but there's quite the innocent looking face underneath it. Not too tall, and petite in build, she looks as if she can't even care for herself. Two particularly sharp teeth hide inside that gentle face, and is certainly a bit of a shocker the first time you see them.
Clothes: She wears, at all times, a long cloak on her body. One that can be pulled up at a moments notice. Being a Lilithu she has to be incredibly careful about being in direct sunlight, for too long can kill her. The cloak is a dark green with light white fringe that covers her entire body except her face.
Born in: Ignall City, Lilit Isle
Story: Sired by a very influential man in Lilithu society, a certain Darkweaver. Dahlia isn't his favorite child however, in fact he doesn't even know her existence. As far as she knew, he doesn't even remember the woman that gave birth to her. A maid, one that happened to get a little to close to him, and one that was completely smitten by stories of the man never expecting to see him in the flesh... Much less be with him. Never has Dahlia met the man in person, only having the stories of one starstruck maid to go on.
Still, such stories couldn't help but inspire... shape a child. Make her want to reach towards the future, to learn the dark arts and follow in the footsteps of the man who she could only know as father. Being a bastard child was harsh on the young girl, with only her mother working it was a life of poverty. The only way she got to where she is today was by sheer skill, it was that skill that got her noticed. Self-taught the ways of dark arts, she displayed a talent that got some visiting Evlorei talking.
It was a complete accident, she swears. The situation just sort of happened, and she just sort of used her magic in front of them. Not preplanned at all, nope. She wasn't hoping to be noticed and whisked away to the magical academy in Yunita, it just sort of happened that way honest. Still it was a blessing that those Evlorei were even in the Lilithu homeland. They were talking to the Darkweaver about some sort of alliance, like they had proposed for many years. She proved herself all the same, however, saving one of them by a shaman's spell gone awry in which a lesser demon was summoned. Weak enough that even a child could defeat, especially if it was actually being controlled and just appeared to be wild. Not that was what happened, unplanned honestly.
Still she was brought to the Yunita Forest where she studied dark magic in their academy, completely paid for almost like a scholarship. Atleast that's what they told her, she hadn't seen her mother since she left as a child. Only thing connecting the two being letters delivered, and the only thing connecting her and her father being delusional stories that persist in her mind even to this day.
Graduating a few years ago, she now travels searching for knowledge. With a fascination for the grim and forbidden, and a slight habit for scheming, she looks for forgotten knowledge. Running into to trouble with the Crusaders a few times, but always managing to give them the slip. Knowledge is meant to be known, to be used, no matter how unfortunate it may be. All ideas are given life and deserve to live, this is her philosophy.