Post by Aoynn Autumnleaf on Aug 26, 2007 16:08:31 GMT -5
Name: Aoynn Autumnleaf
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Dragon Partner: Martyr
Class Two: Barbarian
Rank:
Alliance: Neutral
Appearance:
Personality: Aoynn is very sweet, you'll see her as one of the nicest people around. She is caregiving, and she'll even donate anything to the poor in her village. She remembers what her father said, "Bears help Bears, Cats help cats, and people help people, that's all that counts." So she remembers that, when she is anywhere in the forest. She doesn't see anyone in the forest where she lives so she is usually hyper or excited to see anyone. So if you see her you might be frightened and run away. But she knows her personality.
She is usually neutral to someone who is suspicious and don't look like they're there to visit. But all in all people help people so she always has a smile on her face and greets everyone passing by, even though there is so few.
Aoynn is mad at only one time: War.... She has rage in her head and always remembers the quote people help people. She kills to help people, and the people she kills is helping to find peace. Or get what they deserve. Her madness in her teenage life produces rage everytime she steps on the battlefield, that's what makes her strong.
She is sad if one of her friends dies or one of her visitors in the forest has to go. No one visits her ever so it's like a treat. And seeing no people in weeks, months is sad very sad. She wishes she could go back to her village, but it seems the forest is endless, and doesn't know the way out. This is also one of the things that drives her mad IF she is in any battlefield.
Family: Father, That's all she knows of.
Weapon(s): Dargoth's Might
This is Aoynn's father's sword, he gave it to her in his will. This sword was carved out of crystal and was decorated beutifully by elves. But was strengthened by the goblins. And was given as a gift to her father.
It is said to light up when you are mad. And flames spurt when you are in rage. But that is a myth. It hasn't happened to Aoynn. But hey, it could happen.
Armor: She only wears the nescessity, if she's in a big war she usually wears her father's armor, but when out patrolling or in the wild she wears nessesity, like if it's cold, more layers, and if it's hot, less.
Abilities:
History: Aoynn spent most of her life by her father's side, heck, she doesn't even remember her mother. She grew up a child of a warrior once in a war, but retired because he had a disease. Aoynn starred at her father's sword all day. She asked one day if she could be like her father, but he said it was not for her. So by the time she was reaching the end of her childhood, she asked again, her father noticed her passion for the sword and let her have it. All day and night she would go out in the field and swing it everywhere pretending to kill invisable enemies. But she knew it wasn't the same. By the time she was fourteen she asked if she could be trained by someone. Her father said he would try, but he doubted that she would be able to. So the week after that, she suited up in her father's armor, which was an okay fit on her, trotted to a carriage and then went out to see what schools they could find.
She remembered this day like it was yesterday.... "WHAT DO YOU MEAN? THAT GIRL IS MY DAUGHTER!" Her father yelled at somebody behind the desk. "She is pationate about this? Can't you tell? She is in about seventy pounds of armor, she's strong enough to be in the militia."
"I'm sorry, you cannot, unless....." the man said with a grin of lust scanning Aoynn's body. "You -" Aoynn gasped as his long index finger extended to her. "-have to marry me." Her father grabbed the man's nose almost pulling it out. "Listen you giant pudgeball."
"Marry or no recruition." Aoynn's father started twisting his nose trying to break it. Aoynn noticed this was only going to get worse. "Fine!" Aoynn screamed over their yells. So they got married at a church, and then the day after that, she woke up and grabbed a chain off of a chandelier and choked the man with it. And escaped the house bearing all her thoughts and memories.
She soon became as brutalic as the men, which impressed a nearby army recruiter, and took her in to the army, she soon become feared and slaughtered all in her way.
One day she was in the woods with her unit, and somehow they were scattered from eachother as they set camp. They didn;t have enough firewood when three people went out to look for some, they didn't come back... So Aoynn order two men to go look for them, and they didn't come back. So she sent the rest to go look, but of course, they weren't found either. Then she hid in her tent waiting for hours for her unit to come back, but they never did..... Then the next morning, she woke up and she heard some pressence outside. But it wasn't outside, it was inside her tent! It was a small dragon sleeping inside her helmet, it was very small. So she nursed it all she could with meat, water, and annoying birds that she fletched. Until it grew to about the size she was. Which was maybe five years, but it was still very young, and it couldn't fly yet, but it was strong enough to carry her. To this day she guards it, and the dragon guards her. They make a great team, that's why she called him, Martyr.
RPG Sample: Is the one in hostory long enough?
