Post by Galiene Odessa Caithan on Nov 23, 2010 17:00:29 GMT -5
HUMAN FORM
WHAT ARE YOU?
NAME
>>> Galiene Odessa Caithan
ALIAS
>>>She is called servant, or girl by her higher ups. By her compatriots she is called Odessa or Galiene.
GENDER
>>>Female
AGE
>>>21
RANK
>>> Citizen
CLASS
>>> Alchemist/Theif
WHO ARE YOU?
PERSONALITY
>>> From the point of view of anyone on the street, Galiene is a kind and caring girl who always follows the orders of her employers at the palace. As a servant she is hard working and follows her errands to the letter. She always gets up early to fetch the food that is needed for the day and prepares most of the food for the King. She's mild mannered and, at the nobles point of view, the servant every noble dreams of having.
But under it all she is anything but mild mannered. Galiene is ruthless and crafty, and a crack shot with daggers and throwing knives. Though she follows orders, she will question them if she has to or sees the order as unnecessary or dangerous to her cover or to her compatriots. Though she seems cold and 'two-faced' Galiene is very caring to those she is close to and would never let them down for anything. She is loyal to them, but knows her limitations.
APPEARANCE
>>> Galiene is around 5' 5½" and rather normally sized. She has hazel eyes ringed in black and flecked with a coppery brown. Her hair falls around her shoulders in curly dirty blonde curls that stop around her shoulders. She usually keeps her hair tied back and rarely keeps it out of a pony tail. When she's working she ties up the end of her pony tail so it looks much like a duck tail.
Her clothing for work mostly consists of a plain grey sleeved dress with a white apron. She wears generic black shoes and white socks and sometimes wears a small bandanna or hat. Outside of work, however, she doesn't wear such frilly pieces of clothing. She often wears a tight black long-sleeved shirt and tight fitting black pants. Over that she wears light chain-mail and a light amount of armor. Her armor covers her arms, shoulders, chest, and her legs. She usually wears a belt containing her alchemic supplies and a few daggers and throwing knives. On her back she wears a short sword for easier fighting. She wears leather boots that are soft from use, they are covered in a light armor on the toes and shins.
HISTORY
>>> My earliest memories are of a small town not too far outside of the city. The towering city that cast it's shadow over my sleepy town. I lived there for years and years, until was eighteen. Things always change when your older and this was the year my family died of disease. It may have been a quaint town, but it was poisoned by the mecca that we lived in the shadow of. Filthy water runoff poured into the small pond where we lived and poisoned everyone. Only I was spared, as I was away at the time, working and living within the very city that killed my family with ruthless efficiency. I had confronted the politicians of the city, to give some kind of compensation for the lives that they took. But they did not care, we were a small village who did nothing and gave nothing to the monetary welfare of the city, we were obsolete and expendable.
I soon joined a rebel group, unafraid of the blight of the politicians and, like me they were wronged by the government they had trusted with their well-being. I've stayed with this group ever since. I've helped them on missions, assassinations, and covert operations. We are organized and ruthless. That was until the demons arose against both us, the humans, and the elves.
We fought against the demons ourselves and had had just as little luck surviving as everyone else. We barely got out alive, I barely got out alive. I had been stabbed in the chest, leaving a large gash down the center of my chest. It just about killed me, but I survived due to my Alchemic training. For years before my town was killed I had been teaching myself alchemy. Most scholars of the city started at an old age, but I started young and it came well to me. I was able to heal myself just enough to keep me alive until I could be brought to a healer.
Now, one month after the rise of the demons, I work in the palace, the place that I loathe, but not for any mundane reason. I had been here for months even before the rise of the demons, it was originally a position I was given to assassinate the King, but now that task is no longer a priority or even needed anymore. Now this position is for me to gather information for the Rebels and to know of the affairs of the war, and to do something about it. We plan to take the demons down on our own if necessary. So here is where I stand, a servant within the palace, and here is where I will remain. But it will not be where I truly live, I live on the battlefield.
WHAT OF YOUR COMPANION?
This section of the form is optional for humans who wish to have a pet accompany them.
NAME
>>>Arcano
GENDER
>>> Male
SPECIES
>>> Messenger Bird
DESCRIPTION
>>> Arcano is a Changeable Hawk Eagle. His head is a light tan color and all the feathers are tipped in white and a few are speckled with dark flecks. On the top of his head are a few scraggly black feathers, that are much longer than the others, and are edged in white. His eyes are a keen yellow with white flecks. His beak is short and black but sharp. His belly is a cream white color. His primary and secondary feathers are a dark brown that fade to white near their edges. His tail feathers are dark brown with raccoon tail style striping.
Arcano is very loyal to Galiene and will follow any command she gives. He has an impeccable sense of direction and can remember any location he has been to. Apart from being an exceptional messenger bird he is also good at hunting small prey, like any good bird of prey. He has a rather solitary attitude, as he usually must stay away from Galiene as she is not mean to have a companion within her visage as a servant.
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