Telean
09-28-16, 05:48 PM
Name: Telean Black
Nickname/Alias: Telean
Age: 28
Race: Human
Height: 5’5
Weight: 165
Occupation: Mercenary
Personality: Put simply, Telean is whoever she needs to be at the time. Experience has taught her how to seamlessly shift from sickly sweet to near murderous, depending on the circumstances. This transformation can be seen often, as the woman has an incredibly short fuse. This temper will most likely be her downfall. When not in a situation that requires performing, Telean is crass and abrasive; any jokes she makes are at another’s expense. She is also calculating, with an ear perked for a person or event she can exploit.
History: Telean does not speak of her past. If you ask, you are likely to be burned. At the very least, she will remind you that it is none of your goddamn business.
Appearance: At five foot five, Telean is not an imposing figure. She lacks the long, willowy frame of some, and the strong, muscular form of others. In fact, some might consider her a bit portly, though she carries her extra mass in her hips and chest. Such feminine parts, the woman has learned, can be just as persuasive as words and weapons. She prefers tight-fitting garments of high quality and fashion, often in shades of red and black. Her black hair hangs in waves down to her lower back, always freed from any sort of bonds. Her skin is a pale white, as much of her business is conducted indoors, or at night. Her eyes are a dark red, a shade that she was once ashamed of. Now, she considers them among her best features.
Skills:
Shameless: Telean will do anything necessary to get what she wants.
Resourceful: After years on her own, she has learned how to make the best of any given situation.
Disconnected: For the most part, her moral compass is no longer intact.
Weapon Proficiency: Telean is adept using small, one-handed weapons, such as daggers.
Abilities:
Scrying: Once a day, Telean can use a reflective surface to see another individual. The image is foggy, though less-so if she is using an actual mirror. The people she locates must fall under the following: she has seen them with her own eyes, someone she is touching has seen them, or they have held an object she is also holding. She can see only their full figure, and traces of what they are doing, and their surroundings. Scrying leaves her light-headed, and the longer she watches, the worse the sensation gets, until she eventually passes out. At best, she can watch an individual for thirty seconds.
Black Magic: Twice a day, Telean is able to conjure up black flames. They do not physically burn anything, nor give off heat or light, but they cause immense pain when coming in contact with skin. The pain dies away with the disappearance of the flames, which generally only last about thirty seconds. Telean has little control over this ability, and it tends to evolve with her mood. The angrier she is, the more flames she spawns.
Soul Sucker: Three times a day, Telean can drain the energy from those around her. This occurs in spurts, affecting all within 10 yards. As the ability is relatively weak, most individuals feel only a bit sickly, or a bit lethargic. Individuals with increased endurance, or resistance to magic, are unaffected. Often, this occurs without Telean's consent, triggered by her emotions. But she is working to control the ability.
Equipment/Weapons:
An ornate hand-mirror.
An iron dagger.
Nickname/Alias: Telean
Age: 28
Race: Human
Height: 5’5
Weight: 165
Occupation: Mercenary
Personality: Put simply, Telean is whoever she needs to be at the time. Experience has taught her how to seamlessly shift from sickly sweet to near murderous, depending on the circumstances. This transformation can be seen often, as the woman has an incredibly short fuse. This temper will most likely be her downfall. When not in a situation that requires performing, Telean is crass and abrasive; any jokes she makes are at another’s expense. She is also calculating, with an ear perked for a person or event she can exploit.
History: Telean does not speak of her past. If you ask, you are likely to be burned. At the very least, she will remind you that it is none of your goddamn business.
Appearance: At five foot five, Telean is not an imposing figure. She lacks the long, willowy frame of some, and the strong, muscular form of others. In fact, some might consider her a bit portly, though she carries her extra mass in her hips and chest. Such feminine parts, the woman has learned, can be just as persuasive as words and weapons. She prefers tight-fitting garments of high quality and fashion, often in shades of red and black. Her black hair hangs in waves down to her lower back, always freed from any sort of bonds. Her skin is a pale white, as much of her business is conducted indoors, or at night. Her eyes are a dark red, a shade that she was once ashamed of. Now, she considers them among her best features.
Skills:
Shameless: Telean will do anything necessary to get what she wants.
Resourceful: After years on her own, she has learned how to make the best of any given situation.
Disconnected: For the most part, her moral compass is no longer intact.
Weapon Proficiency: Telean is adept using small, one-handed weapons, such as daggers.
Abilities:
Scrying: Once a day, Telean can use a reflective surface to see another individual. The image is foggy, though less-so if she is using an actual mirror. The people she locates must fall under the following: she has seen them with her own eyes, someone she is touching has seen them, or they have held an object she is also holding. She can see only their full figure, and traces of what they are doing, and their surroundings. Scrying leaves her light-headed, and the longer she watches, the worse the sensation gets, until she eventually passes out. At best, she can watch an individual for thirty seconds.
Black Magic: Twice a day, Telean is able to conjure up black flames. They do not physically burn anything, nor give off heat or light, but they cause immense pain when coming in contact with skin. The pain dies away with the disappearance of the flames, which generally only last about thirty seconds. Telean has little control over this ability, and it tends to evolve with her mood. The angrier she is, the more flames she spawns.
Soul Sucker: Three times a day, Telean can drain the energy from those around her. This occurs in spurts, affecting all within 10 yards. As the ability is relatively weak, most individuals feel only a bit sickly, or a bit lethargic. Individuals with increased endurance, or resistance to magic, are unaffected. Often, this occurs without Telean's consent, triggered by her emotions. But she is working to control the ability.
Equipment/Weapons:
An ornate hand-mirror.
An iron dagger.