Makira
04-18-06, 06:22 PM
(Not first Althanas character, so don't give me too long of a lecture on what's wrong. Tell me what to change and how to change it, and that will suffice)
Name: Makira Sheara
Age: 158
Race: Avian
Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Green
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Occupation: Traveller, Bookworm, Mage in training, and Former Thief
Personality: She is usually philisophical and interested in many abstract things, such as death and what happens after it. She has a sarcastic, somewhat morbid humor, and does not mind shoving cold, hard truths in the face of another. It loses her many friends, but her blunt honesty is one thing she would never change about herself.
Appearance: She is lithe and athletic, but not enough to detract from her feminine charms. She wears clothing that is not revealing, usually going for long cloaks and crimson tunics with a pair of black cotton pants. Her wings are long and black, giving her something of a fallen angel look to her. Her pale complexion, long silver hair, and piercing green eyes do nothing to detract from this.
History: Makira once worked as a thief under the direction of Maera Makia, the Demoness thief who gave Makira her name, which, incidentally, is close to Maera's own last name, as a mark of affection. Makira worked for many long years as Maera's right-hand go-to person in the Silent Hand, Maera's personal Guild of Thieves.
Makira was one of the chosen few who went with Maera into Haidia to find and form an alliance with the Guild that Maera had started before she left in shame from her family and home for about a thousand years. Maera, soon after that, went missing, and tales of the Nightmare Thief having been seen were rare and few between. Makira took up all the responsibilities of running the Guild until Maera returned. It became a slow and dull task, unable to do what she loved, which was boss the other members around. Soon after, she left the Guild in the hands or Serien, a friend of both herself and Maera to go on a journey to find their seemingly forgotten Mistress, the Nightmare Thief.
She has been searching for close to a year with little success other than stories and rumors to guide her from Corone, to Salver, and even into the furthest reaches opf Haidia.
Skills: Shadow Matrix: A ball of Darkness energy thrown as a projectile at the opponent that explodes in a ball of black fire, leaving mild burns on the opponent, if it hits in the right spot. Four times a thread.
Shadowed Illusion: Able to create the illusion that there is more than one of her, Makira uses this a diversionary tactic to confuse opponents into thinking they know where she is when she is behind them. Useless on telepaths and Ninja, as they know these tactics. She is able to make a total of two of these attacks per battle, two Illusions per attack.
Whip of Mystery: Her whip stretches in length and power for a matter of moments, allowing it to more easily wrap around an opponent and choke them, as well as leaving large, painful bruises when it hits normal humans.
She can fly for a time equivilant to fifteen minutes, unless pushed by adrenaline, in which case twenty-five minutes (assuming height above ground is under a half-mile)
Equipment: A black leather whip, a pair of steel daggers, and a pendant left to her by Maera before the Demoness Thief left. The Amulet has NO SPECIAL POWER OF ANYKIND, yet... (Level two will reveal its true power)
Familiars: A large, ravenlike Pheonix who is wreathed in black flame. Unable to do much more than rain a small amount of black fire on the opponent about twice a battle with a range of fifteen feet and cause extremely minor burns, and keep a telepathic connection to Makira, it is more of a close, personal friend to Makira than any ally in combat. It is roughly level zero, like Makira.
Name: Makira Sheara
Age: 158
Race: Avian
Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Green
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Occupation: Traveller, Bookworm, Mage in training, and Former Thief
Personality: She is usually philisophical and interested in many abstract things, such as death and what happens after it. She has a sarcastic, somewhat morbid humor, and does not mind shoving cold, hard truths in the face of another. It loses her many friends, but her blunt honesty is one thing she would never change about herself.
Appearance: She is lithe and athletic, but not enough to detract from her feminine charms. She wears clothing that is not revealing, usually going for long cloaks and crimson tunics with a pair of black cotton pants. Her wings are long and black, giving her something of a fallen angel look to her. Her pale complexion, long silver hair, and piercing green eyes do nothing to detract from this.
History: Makira once worked as a thief under the direction of Maera Makia, the Demoness thief who gave Makira her name, which, incidentally, is close to Maera's own last name, as a mark of affection. Makira worked for many long years as Maera's right-hand go-to person in the Silent Hand, Maera's personal Guild of Thieves.
Makira was one of the chosen few who went with Maera into Haidia to find and form an alliance with the Guild that Maera had started before she left in shame from her family and home for about a thousand years. Maera, soon after that, went missing, and tales of the Nightmare Thief having been seen were rare and few between. Makira took up all the responsibilities of running the Guild until Maera returned. It became a slow and dull task, unable to do what she loved, which was boss the other members around. Soon after, she left the Guild in the hands or Serien, a friend of both herself and Maera to go on a journey to find their seemingly forgotten Mistress, the Nightmare Thief.
She has been searching for close to a year with little success other than stories and rumors to guide her from Corone, to Salver, and even into the furthest reaches opf Haidia.
Skills: Shadow Matrix: A ball of Darkness energy thrown as a projectile at the opponent that explodes in a ball of black fire, leaving mild burns on the opponent, if it hits in the right spot. Four times a thread.
Shadowed Illusion: Able to create the illusion that there is more than one of her, Makira uses this a diversionary tactic to confuse opponents into thinking they know where she is when she is behind them. Useless on telepaths and Ninja, as they know these tactics. She is able to make a total of two of these attacks per battle, two Illusions per attack.
Whip of Mystery: Her whip stretches in length and power for a matter of moments, allowing it to more easily wrap around an opponent and choke them, as well as leaving large, painful bruises when it hits normal humans.
She can fly for a time equivilant to fifteen minutes, unless pushed by adrenaline, in which case twenty-five minutes (assuming height above ground is under a half-mile)
Equipment: A black leather whip, a pair of steel daggers, and a pendant left to her by Maera before the Demoness Thief left. The Amulet has NO SPECIAL POWER OF ANYKIND, yet... (Level two will reveal its true power)
Familiars: A large, ravenlike Pheonix who is wreathed in black flame. Unable to do much more than rain a small amount of black fire on the opponent about twice a battle with a range of fifteen feet and cause extremely minor burns, and keep a telepathic connection to Makira, it is more of a close, personal friend to Makira than any ally in combat. It is roughly level zero, like Makira.