Post by Cailen on Jul 5, 2007 8:09:40 GMT 10
Name: Cailen
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Allegiance: Fallen Angels
Weapons of Choice: Bagh Nahk(tiger claws) and a Basket hilted sword
Appearance: Cailen is short, only about 5'2" but she is well toned, and does not let her size be too much of a disadvantage. She has brown hair so dark that it is almost black. Her skin is tanned slightly, but it is not dark. Her eyes are stormy grey, and piercing. She wears light clothes, only relying on leather armor when the occasion calls for it. She normally wears soft leather shoes that go up to her ankles, and pants that go down to reach her shoes. She also wears a light brown tunic, with a green belt. She generally keeps her hair back and out of the way when she is fighting, but loves it when it is down. When she is in the snow, she wears a thick reindeer hide coat, and trades her leather shoes to snowshoe hare lined boots.
Personality: Cailen is very strong willed, but has the short syndrome. She is always trying to prove herself, and many people think she is not capable of many things because of her size. She is often stubborn, and will only take advise from people she really truley respects. Most of the time she is friendly, and loves the company of others, however, when she needs to think she gets irritable and likes to be alone when she needs to plan. She is very intelligent, and when she fights, she prefers fist to fist so she can use her beloved bagh nakh.
Role-Play Sample: I already wrote one for Corrin, but I'll do one for her too, just in case
Cailen dodged the blow nimbly and leapt down the ladder to the floor below. The inn was crowded and many drunken people clammered to watch Cailen fight a man almost two feet taller than her. The man grumbled and jumpted down after her. She smiled and reached into her pocket, putting on her tiger claws. He defenatly would not expect this. He charged her with a gutteral roar, and she in turn leapt at him, extending her fists at the last second,ramming them into his stomach. He stopped suddenly, and Cailen stood up, smiling, and pulled her weopon out with a metalic click. Her opponent looked at his midsection, and stared at his belly, at the ten claw-like incisions slashed there. He groaned, and Cailen leapt into the air, spinning as her right foot crashe into his head, sending him unconscios to the floor. The entire in was stunned.
Cailen wipped the man's blood from her golden bagh nakh, and strode out into the night air. She laughed slightly to herself, realizing that the poor man had no idea what was comming when he had tried to cheat her out of her money.
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Allegiance: Fallen Angels
Weapons of Choice: Bagh Nahk(tiger claws) and a Basket hilted sword
Appearance: Cailen is short, only about 5'2" but she is well toned, and does not let her size be too much of a disadvantage. She has brown hair so dark that it is almost black. Her skin is tanned slightly, but it is not dark. Her eyes are stormy grey, and piercing. She wears light clothes, only relying on leather armor when the occasion calls for it. She normally wears soft leather shoes that go up to her ankles, and pants that go down to reach her shoes. She also wears a light brown tunic, with a green belt. She generally keeps her hair back and out of the way when she is fighting, but loves it when it is down. When she is in the snow, she wears a thick reindeer hide coat, and trades her leather shoes to snowshoe hare lined boots.
Personality: Cailen is very strong willed, but has the short syndrome. She is always trying to prove herself, and many people think she is not capable of many things because of her size. She is often stubborn, and will only take advise from people she really truley respects. Most of the time she is friendly, and loves the company of others, however, when she needs to think she gets irritable and likes to be alone when she needs to plan. She is very intelligent, and when she fights, she prefers fist to fist so she can use her beloved bagh nakh.
Role-Play Sample: I already wrote one for Corrin, but I'll do one for her too, just in case
Cailen dodged the blow nimbly and leapt down the ladder to the floor below. The inn was crowded and many drunken people clammered to watch Cailen fight a man almost two feet taller than her. The man grumbled and jumpted down after her. She smiled and reached into her pocket, putting on her tiger claws. He defenatly would not expect this. He charged her with a gutteral roar, and she in turn leapt at him, extending her fists at the last second,ramming them into his stomach. He stopped suddenly, and Cailen stood up, smiling, and pulled her weopon out with a metalic click. Her opponent looked at his midsection, and stared at his belly, at the ten claw-like incisions slashed there. He groaned, and Cailen leapt into the air, spinning as her right foot crashe into his head, sending him unconscios to the floor. The entire in was stunned.
Cailen wipped the man's blood from her golden bagh nakh, and strode out into the night air. She laughed slightly to herself, realizing that the poor man had no idea what was comming when he had tried to cheat her out of her money.
