Post by Dartania Marie on Aug 1, 2008 21:46:55 GMT
~~Dar~~
Name:Dartania Marie
Age: 17
Species:Human/Elf
Side:good
Appearance:
Dartania stands at about 6 foot 3 inches tall and weighs around 110 pounds. She's thin and has long, curly, dark brown hair, thanks to her father. Her eyes are a pale smoky grey, trademark of her mothers side of the family.
Face Claim:
Jennifer Love Hewitt
Personality:
Dar is a very tough person. When you first meet her, she may seem a little too......uptight. But once you get to know her, you'll find her to be a very compassionate and caring person. She's a fierce enemy and a protective friend. She's the kind of person who would give her life without a second thought for someone she cares about.
Skills:
Basic healing skills(Herbal and minor magical), Expert archer, and proficiant swordsmanship, mediocre hand to hand combat skills
Weapons:
A long sword and short bow
History:
Dartania's father was human, a servant of the kings. Her mother, an elf, was part of the royal guard. Her mother was highly skilled in archery, hand to hand combat, and swordsmanship. Her father was good at healing and knew the basics of using a sword, just in case he might ever need to defend himself or some else. They met at a festival and a few months later, were married. Nine months went by and Dartania arrived.
At an early age, Dar's mother began teaching her how to use a bow. By the time she was 6, she could hit a moving target from 400 feet away. She had a good life before the attack.
She was with her mother that day, out by the gates. They had been playing a game, tossing a ball back and forth. Something had caught her mothers attention, and she told Dar to hide. She was young and curious, but she listened. There was a small shed nearby that held supplies for the watch and she ran in there, watching between the cracks of the wood panels.
Her mother stood, bow at the ready, the on duty guards on either side of her. They waited, silently, until the guard on her right dropped, an arrow stuck in his throat. They all began firing after that, fighting to keep them out.
The guards fell, one by one, until it was just her mother. She drew her sword as the enemy drew closer. As they came, she fought, until an arrow pierced her armor, piercing her lung. She dropped to her knees, the enemy troops running right past her. All but one. At the end of the group, one man stopped. He held the blade of his sword to her neck before drawing back and swinging.
Dar was too afraid to scream, too stunned to call out. When teh man had left, she ran out, crying. Within a few minutes, she was running, her mothers bow in hand, up to the castle, taking back ways. She found her father and told him what had happened. They went with the prince's advisors as servants to Prince Theo.
Dartania continued training, and, when she was old enough, began to help the fighting as a double agent.
Personal text: Revenge or Duty:My heart says one, my mind the other
Name:Dartania Marie
Age: 17
Species:Human/Elf
Side:good
Appearance:
Dartania stands at about 6 foot 3 inches tall and weighs around 110 pounds. She's thin and has long, curly, dark brown hair, thanks to her father. Her eyes are a pale smoky grey, trademark of her mothers side of the family.
Face Claim:
Jennifer Love Hewitt
Personality:
Dar is a very tough person. When you first meet her, she may seem a little too......uptight. But once you get to know her, you'll find her to be a very compassionate and caring person. She's a fierce enemy and a protective friend. She's the kind of person who would give her life without a second thought for someone she cares about.
Skills:
Basic healing skills(Herbal and minor magical), Expert archer, and proficiant swordsmanship, mediocre hand to hand combat skills
Weapons:
A long sword and short bow
History:
Dartania's father was human, a servant of the kings. Her mother, an elf, was part of the royal guard. Her mother was highly skilled in archery, hand to hand combat, and swordsmanship. Her father was good at healing and knew the basics of using a sword, just in case he might ever need to defend himself or some else. They met at a festival and a few months later, were married. Nine months went by and Dartania arrived.
At an early age, Dar's mother began teaching her how to use a bow. By the time she was 6, she could hit a moving target from 400 feet away. She had a good life before the attack.
She was with her mother that day, out by the gates. They had been playing a game, tossing a ball back and forth. Something had caught her mothers attention, and she told Dar to hide. She was young and curious, but she listened. There was a small shed nearby that held supplies for the watch and she ran in there, watching between the cracks of the wood panels.
Her mother stood, bow at the ready, the on duty guards on either side of her. They waited, silently, until the guard on her right dropped, an arrow stuck in his throat. They all began firing after that, fighting to keep them out.
The guards fell, one by one, until it was just her mother. She drew her sword as the enemy drew closer. As they came, she fought, until an arrow pierced her armor, piercing her lung. She dropped to her knees, the enemy troops running right past her. All but one. At the end of the group, one man stopped. He held the blade of his sword to her neck before drawing back and swinging.
Dar was too afraid to scream, too stunned to call out. When teh man had left, she ran out, crying. Within a few minutes, she was running, her mothers bow in hand, up to the castle, taking back ways. She found her father and told him what had happened. They went with the prince's advisors as servants to Prince Theo.
Dartania continued training, and, when she was old enough, began to help the fighting as a double agent.
Personal text: Revenge or Duty:My heart says one, my mind the other