MoonChaser
06-24-08, 10:44 AM
Name: Briza Luna (BREE-zuh)
Age: 22 years
Race: Human
Hair Color: Violet
Eye Color: Dark brown
Height: 5’3”
Weight: 90lbs
Personality: She’s very quiet and keeps to herself in most situations if her attention is neither needed nor wanted. Although she has no self esteem issues, she’s not one to boast or be vain. People around her keep her curious and her mind is always on its toes. She does not accept changes easily but adjusts none the less. Very soft spoken but her mind works like that of a serial killer gone rapist.
Appearance: Briza recently took a blunt object to her hair and now it’s an uneven mess of deep violet locks. It does not touch her shoulder as to keep her from any sort of distractions although if she chose to, her hair would grow into a half ass curly do. Her dark brown eyes are wide and innocent looking but if gazed into long enough the second party would learn that she’s not as naïve as it may seem. She’s very small framed standing smaller then the 5’5” mark. Although she’s thin she’s well toned and muscles are subtly defined. She doesn’t tan easily so her skin stays awkwardly pale. Awkwardly because she can stand out in the sun for hours yet remain as if she’s been in the dark. Her skin has got weird pigmentation issues, obviously.
History: Sold into slavery at the age of five by her thrill hungry mother, she was a house maid for a pompous fool whom she later murdered at the age of nineteen. She practiced playing around with rapiers and long swords with the rest of his staff while he painted portraits of young children. Altogether she led a boring life until the clock struck the thirteenth hour and that is when Sir Beauregard would walk into her small living quarters to sexually and verbally abuse her. This all continued until she got “too old” in which case he sent her out to find him a child. A blonde haired blue eyed play thing for this monster. She lost it and took a javelin to his jugular. After she left the house she continued living on the streets doing odd jobs for people who she deemed as being scum.
Skills: Average swordplay and wordplay, well developed hand to hand combat style.
Equipment: Steel rapier, sharpened length, pommel decorated with faux emeralds with no significance.
Age: 22 years
Race: Human
Hair Color: Violet
Eye Color: Dark brown
Height: 5’3”
Weight: 90lbs
Personality: She’s very quiet and keeps to herself in most situations if her attention is neither needed nor wanted. Although she has no self esteem issues, she’s not one to boast or be vain. People around her keep her curious and her mind is always on its toes. She does not accept changes easily but adjusts none the less. Very soft spoken but her mind works like that of a serial killer gone rapist.
Appearance: Briza recently took a blunt object to her hair and now it’s an uneven mess of deep violet locks. It does not touch her shoulder as to keep her from any sort of distractions although if she chose to, her hair would grow into a half ass curly do. Her dark brown eyes are wide and innocent looking but if gazed into long enough the second party would learn that she’s not as naïve as it may seem. She’s very small framed standing smaller then the 5’5” mark. Although she’s thin she’s well toned and muscles are subtly defined. She doesn’t tan easily so her skin stays awkwardly pale. Awkwardly because she can stand out in the sun for hours yet remain as if she’s been in the dark. Her skin has got weird pigmentation issues, obviously.
History: Sold into slavery at the age of five by her thrill hungry mother, she was a house maid for a pompous fool whom she later murdered at the age of nineteen. She practiced playing around with rapiers and long swords with the rest of his staff while he painted portraits of young children. Altogether she led a boring life until the clock struck the thirteenth hour and that is when Sir Beauregard would walk into her small living quarters to sexually and verbally abuse her. This all continued until she got “too old” in which case he sent her out to find him a child. A blonde haired blue eyed play thing for this monster. She lost it and took a javelin to his jugular. After she left the house she continued living on the streets doing odd jobs for people who she deemed as being scum.
Skills: Average swordplay and wordplay, well developed hand to hand combat style.
Equipment: Steel rapier, sharpened length, pommel decorated with faux emeralds with no significance.