Re: The Battle Majestic (Reservees please post! 1-3 spots open!)
01-11-2010, 06:08 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
Welp, it looks like the spots'll be filling up quick, but I'll just post this here and stuff or something.
Welp, it looks like the spots'll be filling up quick, but I'll just post this here and stuff or something.
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Username: MalkyTop
Name: Aventine
Gender: Feeemale
Race: I suppose you could call her human, though her race call themselves something that basically means 'Star-gazers.' The only real difference would be that her race is completely carnivorous, sporting sharp teeth and strong jaw strength.
Colour: This 'un.
Weapon: Aventine doesn't really just go around carrying weapons. She does have a knife hidden away in her sleeve in case she needs to commit suicide for whatever reason. Even though she wasn't supposed to, she learned self-defense, but it's not likely she would exhibit this skill. She has a whip hidden in her other sleeve because she has a niggling feeling that she doesn't have the guts to commit suicide.
Abilities: Aventine's home is in the middle of a desert, meaning she can handle heat pretty well. Unfortunately, she can't handle cold and would possibly freak out at the sight of snow.
Description: Aventine is a woman. For her and everybody in her village, this means that she stays in the background, tends to the house, kills herself if her honor has been defiled, so on and so forth. Her only goal is to get married, and that's indeed what she was supposed to do before getting whisked away.
She's rather conflicted about her role in life, wanting to stick with tradition because after all, tradition is right, right? But she knows she doesn't feel like committing suicide at the drop of a hat, if her husband dies or if she's been raped. She doesn't want to just stick with the title of 'perfect wife,' but also doesn't want to be condemned by those around her. She has ended up not knowing whether she's pretending to be meek and submissive to hide her intelligence or if she really is that modest.
Right now, since she's about to be married, she's almost completely covered. A white veil covers the bottom half of her face while a white shawl goes around the rest of her head, only showing her eyes and some of her black hair. The rest is basically a thick, white robe and, in case her hands accidentally peep out from her sleeves, thin gloves.
Biography: Aventine only started doubting society once she became a teenager. Knowing well enough that her questions would be frowned upon, she kept quiet, trying to work it out on her own. This lead her to explore the man's role. She watched her brother's training as she did housework and did his practice at night. She has tried wielding spears and daggers and bows. Busy with her double life, she almost forgot that she would have an arranged marriage at eighteen. She had been in her room, dressed in the traditional pre-marriage garb, contemplating the pros and cons of running away when she was entered into the tournament.
Name: Aventine
Gender: Feeemale
Race: I suppose you could call her human, though her race call themselves something that basically means 'Star-gazers.' The only real difference would be that her race is completely carnivorous, sporting sharp teeth and strong jaw strength.
Colour: This 'un.
Weapon: Aventine doesn't really just go around carrying weapons. She does have a knife hidden away in her sleeve in case she needs to commit suicide for whatever reason. Even though she wasn't supposed to, she learned self-defense, but it's not likely she would exhibit this skill. She has a whip hidden in her other sleeve because she has a niggling feeling that she doesn't have the guts to commit suicide.
Abilities: Aventine's home is in the middle of a desert, meaning she can handle heat pretty well. Unfortunately, she can't handle cold and would possibly freak out at the sight of snow.
Description: Aventine is a woman. For her and everybody in her village, this means that she stays in the background, tends to the house, kills herself if her honor has been defiled, so on and so forth. Her only goal is to get married, and that's indeed what she was supposed to do before getting whisked away.
She's rather conflicted about her role in life, wanting to stick with tradition because after all, tradition is right, right? But she knows she doesn't feel like committing suicide at the drop of a hat, if her husband dies or if she's been raped. She doesn't want to just stick with the title of 'perfect wife,' but also doesn't want to be condemned by those around her. She has ended up not knowing whether she's pretending to be meek and submissive to hide her intelligence or if she really is that modest.
Right now, since she's about to be married, she's almost completely covered. A white veil covers the bottom half of her face while a white shawl goes around the rest of her head, only showing her eyes and some of her black hair. The rest is basically a thick, white robe and, in case her hands accidentally peep out from her sleeves, thin gloves.
Biography: Aventine only started doubting society once she became a teenager. Knowing well enough that her questions would be frowned upon, she kept quiet, trying to work it out on her own. This lead her to explore the man's role. She watched her brother's training as she did housework and did his practice at night. She has tried wielding spears and daggers and bows. Busy with her double life, she almost forgot that she would have an arranged marriage at eighteen. She had been in her room, dressed in the traditional pre-marriage garb, contemplating the pros and cons of running away when she was entered into the tournament.