Post by Altra on Oct 8, 2008 19:02:28 GMT -5
Name: Croel Udausket
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 18
Job: Student. She is still seeking her vocation.
Description: Her hair is a lustrous black, maintined at a length that hangs just below her shoulders. The bangs are ussually pushed back beneath her large, floppy hat (Beneath which is a metal helmet to protect her cranium), though occasionally hang in her face and obscure her eyes. Her eyes are unique, one is a brilliant green, the other an exact copy of Caedmon's, meaning its whites are the blackest black, the iris an icy blue, and the pupil a pristine white. When in situations that require the obscurity of her identity, or filtered breathing, she wears either a red bandanna or scarf over her mouth and nose. The scarf tucks down into her shirt, which is a purple button up blouse. It has one flowy sleeve, the right one, while the left one ends beneath her singular, red shoulder pad which is of elven design, a mail sleeve extends down to her elbow from the shoulder. Her abdomen is protected by a brown and red corset made of a combination of metal and leather. A leather strap attaches the shoulder guard to the corest. A flowy skirt that end just above her knees emerges from beneath the corset. Her feet are covered by leather boots with a strong metal lining on the inside. The metal attaches to guards which she someitme wears around her legs that match the style of her shoulder pad. She is just over average height for a human girl. A rapier hangs from her belt. She's gives off a strange mixed aura of one who is elegant, yet adventurous and daring, and her clothes completely make this seem true.
Her clothes are best described as elegant, yet effecient.
Personality: Croel is extremely smart, and lets anyone who cares know about it. She is extremely confident, and carries an heir of superiority. When in dire situations many view her as cocky. Hot-headed.
History: A cold emptyness surrounded the person as they floated through the void. Who had they been? Or had they even been? Time seemed out of place here, there was definitely no concept of it. It had to be death. That was the only explanation. What had they done to deserve this? Eternally this mind would race wondering where it was, who it was. Eventually every option would be explored, and one would be proven. Eventually warmth would surround the person, time would return, feeling and life along with it.
Croel Udausket, the human, was born 17 years ago. Her father was a elementalist, able to bend the world to his will. He never had to partake in any battles, but his father was a proven elementalist in some of the wars prior to his time. Her mother was a success in the buisness world and spent her spare time, limited as it was, practicing various combat oriented arts.
Her father, Krill Udausket, died when she was 13 when he lost control of his powers on a mountain and caused a rockslide. Devastated she hid herself beneath her studies and training with her mother's instructor. She was prodigous with hand to hand combat, and could fence like no other. Her father had shown her how to use the elements on their frequent outtings, so it wasn't suprising when she combine her rudimentary elemental abilities with her physical training. Her emotions definitely had a huge amount of influence on her abilities though. Were she calm, collected, and focused, she had the ability to bend the air to turn the mechanisms within locks. Though they ussually remained unstable, probably from the trauma experienced earlier in life.
Her mother being so successful led to Croel being raised in a luxurious environment. Meetings with nobles and upperclass individuals were common practice for her and it showed in her attitude. She was never haughty, nor stuck up, but she was very proud and confident. Her life was, for the most part, blessed.
Nobody would believe the things she had often dreamed or thought of as a child. For some reason or another though she had always known of a winged man, who led a lifestyle very contrary to her own. He had never spent a night in a bed anywhere near the extravagance exhibited by hers, and was tortured on more than one occasion. Not wanting to be thought of as crazy she would suppress these visions that often came to her. Though she couldn't escape from her near intuitive knowledge of many things.
At the age of 16 it was apparent that something was happening inside of her that didn't in anyone else. Somebody was sharing her mind, her body, somebody who had always been there. When she was sleeping they would speak, and she knew it was the jacketed, jet haired man with the multicolored wings of her dreams. But how?
Caedmon had been killed by one of his close friends, a 'vegetarian' vampire. He had floated around within the void of death for a long time, an eternity technically. Since there is no such thing as time in the place that he was. Until Croel was born, 17 years prior to his death. He became trapped in her, his mind forced to lay dormant for 16 years, until the day that something caused him to awaken.
As time passed the two minds fused into one, combining personalities and knowledge. Caedmon and Croel both ceased to exist at once, and were replaced by their combined soul. Croel, being the native inhabitant of the body was the greatest influence of the singular entity left behind. She'd maintained all of herself, and gained some of Caedmon's subtance.
Weapons/Powers: She uses a black bladed rapier with gold inlays in the hilt.
Can use the elements in combat, and is an excellent hand to hand combatant.
In life Caedmon had the ability to change himself into thousands of different creatures and beings. Croel can change small parts of herself, ussually her hands, when it is needed, but it can take up a week for them to change back depending on what she has done.
Other: Croel is aware of hers and Caedmon's pasts.
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 18
Job: Student. She is still seeking her vocation.
Description: Her hair is a lustrous black, maintined at a length that hangs just below her shoulders. The bangs are ussually pushed back beneath her large, floppy hat (Beneath which is a metal helmet to protect her cranium), though occasionally hang in her face and obscure her eyes. Her eyes are unique, one is a brilliant green, the other an exact copy of Caedmon's, meaning its whites are the blackest black, the iris an icy blue, and the pupil a pristine white. When in situations that require the obscurity of her identity, or filtered breathing, she wears either a red bandanna or scarf over her mouth and nose. The scarf tucks down into her shirt, which is a purple button up blouse. It has one flowy sleeve, the right one, while the left one ends beneath her singular, red shoulder pad which is of elven design, a mail sleeve extends down to her elbow from the shoulder. Her abdomen is protected by a brown and red corset made of a combination of metal and leather. A leather strap attaches the shoulder guard to the corest. A flowy skirt that end just above her knees emerges from beneath the corset. Her feet are covered by leather boots with a strong metal lining on the inside. The metal attaches to guards which she someitme wears around her legs that match the style of her shoulder pad. She is just over average height for a human girl. A rapier hangs from her belt. She's gives off a strange mixed aura of one who is elegant, yet adventurous and daring, and her clothes completely make this seem true.
Her clothes are best described as elegant, yet effecient.
Personality: Croel is extremely smart, and lets anyone who cares know about it. She is extremely confident, and carries an heir of superiority. When in dire situations many view her as cocky. Hot-headed.
History: A cold emptyness surrounded the person as they floated through the void. Who had they been? Or had they even been? Time seemed out of place here, there was definitely no concept of it. It had to be death. That was the only explanation. What had they done to deserve this? Eternally this mind would race wondering where it was, who it was. Eventually every option would be explored, and one would be proven. Eventually warmth would surround the person, time would return, feeling and life along with it.
Croel Udausket, the human, was born 17 years ago. Her father was a elementalist, able to bend the world to his will. He never had to partake in any battles, but his father was a proven elementalist in some of the wars prior to his time. Her mother was a success in the buisness world and spent her spare time, limited as it was, practicing various combat oriented arts.
Her father, Krill Udausket, died when she was 13 when he lost control of his powers on a mountain and caused a rockslide. Devastated she hid herself beneath her studies and training with her mother's instructor. She was prodigous with hand to hand combat, and could fence like no other. Her father had shown her how to use the elements on their frequent outtings, so it wasn't suprising when she combine her rudimentary elemental abilities with her physical training. Her emotions definitely had a huge amount of influence on her abilities though. Were she calm, collected, and focused, she had the ability to bend the air to turn the mechanisms within locks. Though they ussually remained unstable, probably from the trauma experienced earlier in life.
Her mother being so successful led to Croel being raised in a luxurious environment. Meetings with nobles and upperclass individuals were common practice for her and it showed in her attitude. She was never haughty, nor stuck up, but she was very proud and confident. Her life was, for the most part, blessed.
Nobody would believe the things she had often dreamed or thought of as a child. For some reason or another though she had always known of a winged man, who led a lifestyle very contrary to her own. He had never spent a night in a bed anywhere near the extravagance exhibited by hers, and was tortured on more than one occasion. Not wanting to be thought of as crazy she would suppress these visions that often came to her. Though she couldn't escape from her near intuitive knowledge of many things.
At the age of 16 it was apparent that something was happening inside of her that didn't in anyone else. Somebody was sharing her mind, her body, somebody who had always been there. When she was sleeping they would speak, and she knew it was the jacketed, jet haired man with the multicolored wings of her dreams. But how?
Caedmon had been killed by one of his close friends, a 'vegetarian' vampire. He had floated around within the void of death for a long time, an eternity technically. Since there is no such thing as time in the place that he was. Until Croel was born, 17 years prior to his death. He became trapped in her, his mind forced to lay dormant for 16 years, until the day that something caused him to awaken.
As time passed the two minds fused into one, combining personalities and knowledge. Caedmon and Croel both ceased to exist at once, and were replaced by their combined soul. Croel, being the native inhabitant of the body was the greatest influence of the singular entity left behind. She'd maintained all of herself, and gained some of Caedmon's subtance.
Weapons/Powers: She uses a black bladed rapier with gold inlays in the hilt.
Can use the elements in combat, and is an excellent hand to hand combatant.
In life Caedmon had the ability to change himself into thousands of different creatures and beings. Croel can change small parts of herself, ussually her hands, when it is needed, but it can take up a week for them to change back depending on what she has done.
Other: Croel is aware of hers and Caedmon's pasts.
