Post by Rhaxma Jacinto on Dec 31, 2007 2:31:00 GMT 10
I knew I couldn't stay away here forever... hm. I've changed some things in her personality... If anything's wrong, please tell me. 
Name: Rhaxma Jacinto
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Allegiance: Ice Warriors
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Weapons of Choice: Double Balled Mace and a Claymore Sword - Her favorite weapon choice would have to be her double balled mace. Although, because of its heavy weight and the structure it's difficult to carry around with her at all times, so it's no often that she has it with her. She does, however, always carry a claymore sword with her. She is not nearly as skilled with this as she is with her mace, but she manages to get by with it. Her agility with her mace is magnificant, as her body grew used to the imperfections of the weapon. She is able to use it to block when she needs to, and to attack viciously as well. The sword, on the other hand, is hard to use because of how different it is in size, structure, and weight than her mace.
Pet: N/A until "Knight"
Inn: N/A until "Commander"
Ship: N/A until "Royal Counselor"
Wings: N/A until "Half-Angel"
Appearance: She's lived in the North for her entire life, in a place of frozen lands and snow falling from the skies all year long. Without very much sunlight, Rhaxma does not have dark skin, and grew up quite pale, with long, blonde hair. She may have the same skin and hair shades as her fellow Ice People, she does not have the same colored eyes. Her dark brown eyes came from her mother, who did not come from the North. Rhaxma's brown eyes have been considered a flaw of her's, as she does not look like the rest of her people, and can be called an 'outcast' in just that sense. She was teased about her dark eye color as a small child, but eventually, she grew out of the teasing and learned to ignore it. She has a slender body build, but is quite small as she hasn't fully developed as a human yet. She has just enough strength in her upper body to hold and throw her mace around as she pleases, but her legs are quick and fast, after spying on enemies and having to run away as quickly and quietly as possible if she was caught. Rhaxma is not tall in any way, as she reaches a short height of 5'2", but she never lets that be her weakness. Rhaxma is light on the eyes, however, she does have her flaws as well. Along with her dark brown eyes, she has three visible scars: one going across the right side of her neck, from her right shoulder blade down to her right elbow, and a smaller one on her knee. However, the visible wound she hates the most is the large, blotchy scar as a result of a burn she had received three years ago after being caught on the Southern lands. Her skin, so used to cold, could not handle even the slightest bit of the heat of fire and now, a large, 3" wide scar rests on her left forearm. Rhaxma usually wears white, thin sweaters with a long, flowing light blue skirt. She always carries a robe around with her, however, for the cold weather conditions and usually wears it over top of the rest of her clothing.
Personality: Rhaxma is not as cold hearted as her allegiance may imply, but she is not the warmest person one can meet. Rhaxma is very self-inclined and does not socialize (for fun) very often, but she does participate in battles as much as she can and knows how to have a good time when she's in the mood. Rhaxma does not like being with people that is not an Ice Warrior, but not because she highly dislikes them... but rather, she feels uncomfortable around anyone that isn't in her allegiance. She has mixed feelings about the other people in the world. She obviously likes her fellow Ice Warriors, although that does not mean that she always agrees with everything that her ruler and fellow people do. She does, however, put a lot of trust into her leader, and a bit into her fellow warriors and companions. Pirates? Rhaxma does not think much of them. To her, they are just a race placed onto this planet in hope that they could fill in a little gap. She thinks that they are immature in the way that they drink rum all day and fight each other, rather than their enemies. She doesn't, though, hate them as much as others may. She highly dislikes the Southerners, for many personal reasons, and hopes that her leader, Ice, will never make a compromise with them. The Southernerns are opposite of their lands, in the tropics and heat, a location that Rhaxma is not too fond of. They also seem quite threatening, yet not worth the Ice People's time. However, now that the South has no leader, Rhaxma is beginning to think of them as dirty and helpless. Rhaxma worries about the Navy. They are ever-changing, never in the same place once, and their leaders are always dying off and new ones are found. Although this should be a sign of distruption in their government, it may also mean that they are just finding better and stronger leaders, their army is growing. Rhaxma does not know much about the Navy, although she loves spying, she hasn't been able to do much on them. The Exiled Angels... Rhaxma has mixed feelings about them. She dislikes them for the fact that they took the lands that once belonged to the Ice People, and they have hatred towards them for a reason that Rhaxma does find good enough. But, they would be a very worthy ally and important to have. Rhaxma hates her enemies and will kill them, but she is a very fair person. She does not kill right away, but she won't hesitate if she finds it necessary to later on. She has a small temper, that flares up every once in a while. However, like other Ice People, she has a good side very deep within. Try melting her frozen exterior, and maybe you'll find some warmth...
Role-Play Sample:
Rhaxma sat in the cold, a condition she was ever so used to. It didn't bother her at that point in her lifetime, but as child she would always complain about the weather. She looked at the grave placed into the soft snow seven years ago. This one belonged to her mother, as her father's dead body laid right next to her's. She closed her delicate eyes and took a deep breath, falling to her knees, she touched her forehead on the snow and prayed for both of her parents who were no longer living. Thinking of them, however, and how they died, caused her to grit her teeth in anger as she continued to stay in the same position. The memory of what had happened to both of them made Rhaxma want to scream, but she stayed in place. Her mother was no from the North, which explains Rhaxma's odd eye color. In fact, her mother came from the Southern Armies...
It seemed like any other day in the south, the weather warm and sunny, the animals as cheerful and healthy as every... but today would be a different day for Angelina, Rhaxma's mother. She traveled to the Temple of Serovan, to keep guard of any intruders. She did not, though, do her job... as a man entered, one who was not from the south, but rather, an Ice Warrior. He was handsome though, and she couldn't help but admire and watch him as he roamed inside the Temple with no care. He knew that the Temple was poor defended, and was going to take advantage of that. Upon seeing Angelina, however, he spotted a beauty beyond imagination and instantly fell in love with her. She took him away to a hiding spot in the Temple, a place that nobody else would care to take a look. They promised to meet each other there once every week, to get to know each other. It was love at first sight; and it would last forever, even after their death. A year passed by, and their meetings were never caught. Not too long after, Myron, Rhaxma's father, asked Angelina to marry him, and she accepted, even though they had only known each other for a year, and were of opposing armies at the time. After the proposal, however, Angelina would move away from the South and join the Northern Army. To the Southerners, she was a traitor. A traitor would never get away...
One year later, Rhaxma was born. Angelina had been a loyal Ice Warrior for nine years, with her husband and daughter at her side. However, the Southern warriors finally found her location and attacked the Jacinto house. They immediately murdered Angelina, and quickly retreated after the task had been done. Three years later, Myron would finally go to the South for revenge, but he never came back.
Rhaxma's fists stretched out slowly, her shoulders heaving as she took a deep breath. She closed her eyes tightly once again, feeling the tears forming beneath her eyelids. She shook her head and lifted her head and body, going back to a kneeling position. She stared at the graves for a brief moment before looking at her snowy-white surroundings, the pale blue sky above her. A small tear fell, but she quickly wiped it away and stood up, brushing the snow off of her light blue skirt. She grabbed her robe and ran away.
A storm is coming...
Name: Rhaxma Jacinto
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Allegiance: Ice Warriors
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Weapons of Choice: Double Balled Mace and a Claymore Sword - Her favorite weapon choice would have to be her double balled mace. Although, because of its heavy weight and the structure it's difficult to carry around with her at all times, so it's no often that she has it with her. She does, however, always carry a claymore sword with her. She is not nearly as skilled with this as she is with her mace, but she manages to get by with it. Her agility with her mace is magnificant, as her body grew used to the imperfections of the weapon. She is able to use it to block when she needs to, and to attack viciously as well. The sword, on the other hand, is hard to use because of how different it is in size, structure, and weight than her mace.
Pet: N/A until "Knight"
Inn: N/A until "Commander"
Ship: N/A until "Royal Counselor"
Wings: N/A until "Half-Angel"
Appearance: She's lived in the North for her entire life, in a place of frozen lands and snow falling from the skies all year long. Without very much sunlight, Rhaxma does not have dark skin, and grew up quite pale, with long, blonde hair. She may have the same skin and hair shades as her fellow Ice People, she does not have the same colored eyes. Her dark brown eyes came from her mother, who did not come from the North. Rhaxma's brown eyes have been considered a flaw of her's, as she does not look like the rest of her people, and can be called an 'outcast' in just that sense. She was teased about her dark eye color as a small child, but eventually, she grew out of the teasing and learned to ignore it. She has a slender body build, but is quite small as she hasn't fully developed as a human yet. She has just enough strength in her upper body to hold and throw her mace around as she pleases, but her legs are quick and fast, after spying on enemies and having to run away as quickly and quietly as possible if she was caught. Rhaxma is not tall in any way, as she reaches a short height of 5'2", but she never lets that be her weakness. Rhaxma is light on the eyes, however, she does have her flaws as well. Along with her dark brown eyes, she has three visible scars: one going across the right side of her neck, from her right shoulder blade down to her right elbow, and a smaller one on her knee. However, the visible wound she hates the most is the large, blotchy scar as a result of a burn she had received three years ago after being caught on the Southern lands. Her skin, so used to cold, could not handle even the slightest bit of the heat of fire and now, a large, 3" wide scar rests on her left forearm. Rhaxma usually wears white, thin sweaters with a long, flowing light blue skirt. She always carries a robe around with her, however, for the cold weather conditions and usually wears it over top of the rest of her clothing.
Personality: Rhaxma is not as cold hearted as her allegiance may imply, but she is not the warmest person one can meet. Rhaxma is very self-inclined and does not socialize (for fun) very often, but she does participate in battles as much as she can and knows how to have a good time when she's in the mood. Rhaxma does not like being with people that is not an Ice Warrior, but not because she highly dislikes them... but rather, she feels uncomfortable around anyone that isn't in her allegiance. She has mixed feelings about the other people in the world. She obviously likes her fellow Ice Warriors, although that does not mean that she always agrees with everything that her ruler and fellow people do. She does, however, put a lot of trust into her leader, and a bit into her fellow warriors and companions. Pirates? Rhaxma does not think much of them. To her, they are just a race placed onto this planet in hope that they could fill in a little gap. She thinks that they are immature in the way that they drink rum all day and fight each other, rather than their enemies. She doesn't, though, hate them as much as others may. She highly dislikes the Southerners, for many personal reasons, and hopes that her leader, Ice, will never make a compromise with them. The Southernerns are opposite of their lands, in the tropics and heat, a location that Rhaxma is not too fond of. They also seem quite threatening, yet not worth the Ice People's time. However, now that the South has no leader, Rhaxma is beginning to think of them as dirty and helpless. Rhaxma worries about the Navy. They are ever-changing, never in the same place once, and their leaders are always dying off and new ones are found. Although this should be a sign of distruption in their government, it may also mean that they are just finding better and stronger leaders, their army is growing. Rhaxma does not know much about the Navy, although she loves spying, she hasn't been able to do much on them. The Exiled Angels... Rhaxma has mixed feelings about them. She dislikes them for the fact that they took the lands that once belonged to the Ice People, and they have hatred towards them for a reason that Rhaxma does find good enough. But, they would be a very worthy ally and important to have. Rhaxma hates her enemies and will kill them, but she is a very fair person. She does not kill right away, but she won't hesitate if she finds it necessary to later on. She has a small temper, that flares up every once in a while. However, like other Ice People, she has a good side very deep within. Try melting her frozen exterior, and maybe you'll find some warmth...
Role-Play Sample:
Rhaxma sat in the cold, a condition she was ever so used to. It didn't bother her at that point in her lifetime, but as child she would always complain about the weather. She looked at the grave placed into the soft snow seven years ago. This one belonged to her mother, as her father's dead body laid right next to her's. She closed her delicate eyes and took a deep breath, falling to her knees, she touched her forehead on the snow and prayed for both of her parents who were no longer living. Thinking of them, however, and how they died, caused her to grit her teeth in anger as she continued to stay in the same position. The memory of what had happened to both of them made Rhaxma want to scream, but she stayed in place. Her mother was no from the North, which explains Rhaxma's odd eye color. In fact, her mother came from the Southern Armies...
It seemed like any other day in the south, the weather warm and sunny, the animals as cheerful and healthy as every... but today would be a different day for Angelina, Rhaxma's mother. She traveled to the Temple of Serovan, to keep guard of any intruders. She did not, though, do her job... as a man entered, one who was not from the south, but rather, an Ice Warrior. He was handsome though, and she couldn't help but admire and watch him as he roamed inside the Temple with no care. He knew that the Temple was poor defended, and was going to take advantage of that. Upon seeing Angelina, however, he spotted a beauty beyond imagination and instantly fell in love with her. She took him away to a hiding spot in the Temple, a place that nobody else would care to take a look. They promised to meet each other there once every week, to get to know each other. It was love at first sight; and it would last forever, even after their death. A year passed by, and their meetings were never caught. Not too long after, Myron, Rhaxma's father, asked Angelina to marry him, and she accepted, even though they had only known each other for a year, and were of opposing armies at the time. After the proposal, however, Angelina would move away from the South and join the Northern Army. To the Southerners, she was a traitor. A traitor would never get away...
One year later, Rhaxma was born. Angelina had been a loyal Ice Warrior for nine years, with her husband and daughter at her side. However, the Southern warriors finally found her location and attacked the Jacinto house. They immediately murdered Angelina, and quickly retreated after the task had been done. Three years later, Myron would finally go to the South for revenge, but he never came back.
Rhaxma's fists stretched out slowly, her shoulders heaving as she took a deep breath. She closed her eyes tightly once again, feeling the tears forming beneath her eyelids. She shook her head and lifted her head and body, going back to a kneeling position. She stared at the graves for a brief moment before looking at her snowy-white surroundings, the pale blue sky above her. A small tear fell, but she quickly wiped it away and stood up, brushing the snow off of her light blue skirt. She grabbed her robe and ran away.
A storm is coming...
