Post by Daja on Nov 13, 2007 20:03:49 GMT -5
Name: Daja
Nickname: Foxy
Age: 56
Sex: Female
Race: Tankia
Alignment: Neutral
Occupation: Ex-Slave, Blacksmith
Personality: Daja is some what withdrawn, she absolutely hates people with a lot of money who think they own everything the world has to offer. She’s vowed to never become wealthy enough to support herself. Daja is usually very nice and hard to anger, putting herself out of a fight more than into one. On the flip side she can be cold and calculating when she needs to be.
She doesn’t hesitate to defend herself though if harassed. Daja sometimes has a violent temper that came from her many years of abuse but not often. She works very hard to maintain her small smithery and lives above the store in a small apartment.
History: When Daja was ten her parents sold her to slave traders to pay her fathers debts they made one request, that it be staged as a kidnap so they’d save face. She was “kidnapped” and taken to the slave market where she was sold to an old man. He was horribly cruel to her and beat her very badly when she wouldn’t do as he wished.
He got enjoyment from watching her change form after she was sixteen and made her stay in her fox form for hours on end resulting in her eyes being gold amber, her hands to still have claws, pointed ears and her mouth to have four dainty fangs two on top two on bottom. She finally killed the old man and escaped from his manor where she ran off to start a new life.
Appearance
Cloths: Comfortable clothes that aren’t pink.
Distinguishing Features: Fangs, Claws, Pointed ears and when happy vixen ears pop out uncontrollably.
Picture: Daja
Magic: Fire
Weakness: Ice Cold Water.
Sample Post:Daja sat on the black wooden stool that was positioned strategically behind the glass cabinet that held the daggers, right in front of the door. She watched the people walking by her shop busy, rushing people guiding children, carrying multitudes of bags dodging merchants who eagerly rushed out to sell there products. She slipped a strand of red hair behind her pointed ear bored, waiting, watching, hoping someone would come in and purchase something. Not for the sake of money but more for something to do.
Daja was an expert at crafting the finest blades; it had come from her training back at the “prison”. She gave a soft sigh as she rose from her stool perching on the slim bars that were the foot rests. She pushed up climbing to the top of the glass cabinet reaching up to the bow crafted from the rarest wood, the twine from a dragon’s tail. It was her most prized possession that she’d created and it was her own personal weapon. She decided against taking it down and quietly remounted the stool.
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Nickname: Foxy
Age: 56
Sex: Female
Race: Tankia
Alignment: Neutral
Occupation: Ex-Slave, Blacksmith
Personality: Daja is some what withdrawn, she absolutely hates people with a lot of money who think they own everything the world has to offer. She’s vowed to never become wealthy enough to support herself. Daja is usually very nice and hard to anger, putting herself out of a fight more than into one. On the flip side she can be cold and calculating when she needs to be.
She doesn’t hesitate to defend herself though if harassed. Daja sometimes has a violent temper that came from her many years of abuse but not often. She works very hard to maintain her small smithery and lives above the store in a small apartment.
History: When Daja was ten her parents sold her to slave traders to pay her fathers debts they made one request, that it be staged as a kidnap so they’d save face. She was “kidnapped” and taken to the slave market where she was sold to an old man. He was horribly cruel to her and beat her very badly when she wouldn’t do as he wished.
He got enjoyment from watching her change form after she was sixteen and made her stay in her fox form for hours on end resulting in her eyes being gold amber, her hands to still have claws, pointed ears and her mouth to have four dainty fangs two on top two on bottom. She finally killed the old man and escaped from his manor where she ran off to start a new life.
Appearance
Cloths: Comfortable clothes that aren’t pink.
Distinguishing Features: Fangs, Claws, Pointed ears and when happy vixen ears pop out uncontrollably.
Picture: Daja
Magic: Fire
Weakness: Ice Cold Water.
Sample Post:Daja sat on the black wooden stool that was positioned strategically behind the glass cabinet that held the daggers, right in front of the door. She watched the people walking by her shop busy, rushing people guiding children, carrying multitudes of bags dodging merchants who eagerly rushed out to sell there products. She slipped a strand of red hair behind her pointed ear bored, waiting, watching, hoping someone would come in and purchase something. Not for the sake of money but more for something to do.
Daja was an expert at crafting the finest blades; it had come from her training back at the “prison”. She gave a soft sigh as she rose from her stool perching on the slim bars that were the foot rests. She pushed up climbing to the top of the glass cabinet reaching up to the bow crafted from the rarest wood, the twine from a dragon’s tail. It was her most prized possession that she’d created and it was her own personal weapon. She decided against taking it down and quietly remounted the stool.
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