02-16-2012, 04:12 PM
Name: Na'vi Aliana (Naw-V) (All-E-On-Uh)
Age: 18
Race: Unknown
Sex: Female
Starting Planet: Arlia
Profession: Bounty Hunter
Fighting Style: Tactical *
Short Bio: Although unaware, Na'vi is of royal birthright; a princess to a proud, yet, forgotten race. As a youngling, our blue-ish Vixen bore witness to a full scale invasion of her home planet to which her people were enslaved for the intention of profit. Her people were a mystical race with many rare abilities; abilities that made them a valuable comodity. Having been so young she has no recollection of her family, her people, or her planet and what's worse is that she is rare enough to, not only, have never seen another of her kind, but also there are no records, no pictures, or even any rumors about her species. She is alone and life here can be very difficult for her; an enigma. * Na'vi was sold to a saiyan noble, who then lost Na'vi in a card game to a sage. Na'vi later found out that the game was fixed in order for the sage to aqquire the cool toned enigma. The sage then intergrated unwavering discipline into Na'vi's life to which she has become efficient in the art of warfare.
General Description: Na'vi has an other worldly appearance as a result of her alien heritritage. The alien vixen has an athletic build which complements her very feminate curves. Due to her ancient bloodlinne, her aappearence Is in cconstant flux. Na'vi's skin, hair, and eye color change with her emotions, as well as horns that can become visable depending on her mood.The changes are not drastic as she keeps a cooler color scheme such as dark blues, light silvers, to pale purples. Regardless of attitude the alieness hasas long pointed ears, an an hour glass figure, hooves for feet, and tenticules that intergrate themselves into her hair. She also has a long elegant tail, to which is rarely seen due to Na'vi's constant focus to hide it with her stealth ability. You see, although Na'vi has an appealing female figure, she is self conscience about her alien traits. (Draenei and Night-elf women from World of Warcraft for reference)
Fashion: Na'vi tends to dress in leathers for *the armor qualities of the hide. This allows for some protection without restricting movement, however and perhaps to over compensate for her alien appearance, she tends to reveal a mature amount of flesh. She loves all things girly and all things accessory, to which she can be seen weaing jewelry (loves gold) and hair pieces like bandanas.
Starting Abilities: Stealth, Regeneration
Trait: Efficient
Strength - 30%
Focus - 10%
Endurance - 20%
Agility - 40%
Role-play Sample:
"Why did you bring me here, sage?"
The air began to stir just as the words parted from their master's cool, blue lips. Now, Vegeta always had been a baren wasteland of a planet, but as the giant brown rock reached twilight it welcomed a new, putrid stench; the female couldn't quite place it.
Hidden beneath her cloak, an older woman with dark complexion stared out from the balcony at which shee stood. She turned in course to meet the voice, her tangled dreadlocks now visable, "Na'vi! It's's soso nice to see you. My, you look so beatiful tonight."
Na'vi, the alieness, kept her visage void of expression. She had learned the sage's intentions for her early in life. To the sage Na'vi was a commodity, and these conversations were business meetings, to find comfort in this old woman's words was a mistake. A mistake she would never make again, "Thank, you mistress."
"Come Na'vi, join me. The view is absolutely gorgeous!" Is all that replied from under the sage's hood.
From the balcony, one could get fairly big view of the bustling city below. Na'vi stood in row with her mistress and allowed herself to take in the city for herself. Now, Vegeta wasn't much to look at and one could argue that it had always look depressing, but Na'vi found herself surprised at the display below.
"It's not the dead you smell in the air, my dear. It's the undead."
The sage's input was not needed, Na'vi could see for herself the terror that had struck the city. Mangled and with flelesh rotting, warriors had been returning from their graves all evening.
"Sage---"
"We have incoming,, Na'vi," the old woman interupted her servent, "on your left, aim high. Your right, go low."
The teal colored female revealed a blade from under her own cloak, twisted her body at an upward angle, and blanketed the sage with a red liquid. The thud from that of a lifeless attacker smacking the pavement rang in the alieness' ears. Na'vi raised her knee to her chest before releasing it behind her in the from of a donkey kick; she aimed low.
SMACK!
Collision; Na'vi's hoof made impact with the undead skull of a saiyan infected. His body did a summersault as it spirled over the balcony.
How cruel fate was too our beloved Na'vi, a princess in another lifetime, for it had bestowed until Na'vi a capture who was also a prophit. This was the sole reason she could not be free, the sage knew all, she saw all.
The sage eyed Na'vi, then snarled, "Insolent wench! You got blood on me!" She then proceeded to strike her servent. Na'vi reacted with the guile of a trained warrior. She had caught the wrist of the sage, before she could strike her. This was the reaction of any warrior worth their salt and it was also a mistake.
Na'vi dropped to her knees and lowered her head, "I'm sorry! Misstress, I beg the, I am so sorry!
"WHORE!!!" Is all that replied, well, that and the beatings
That was days ago, she was now on route to Arlia. The sage could see a cure for the sickness on Vegeta, it was located in a jungle on Arlia. The sage stood to gain great wealth by selling the cure, so Na'vi did as she was told.
Age: 18
Race: Unknown
Sex: Female
Starting Planet: Arlia
Profession: Bounty Hunter
Fighting Style: Tactical *
Short Bio: Although unaware, Na'vi is of royal birthright; a princess to a proud, yet, forgotten race. As a youngling, our blue-ish Vixen bore witness to a full scale invasion of her home planet to which her people were enslaved for the intention of profit. Her people were a mystical race with many rare abilities; abilities that made them a valuable comodity. Having been so young she has no recollection of her family, her people, or her planet and what's worse is that she is rare enough to, not only, have never seen another of her kind, but also there are no records, no pictures, or even any rumors about her species. She is alone and life here can be very difficult for her; an enigma. * Na'vi was sold to a saiyan noble, who then lost Na'vi in a card game to a sage. Na'vi later found out that the game was fixed in order for the sage to aqquire the cool toned enigma. The sage then intergrated unwavering discipline into Na'vi's life to which she has become efficient in the art of warfare.
General Description: Na'vi has an other worldly appearance as a result of her alien heritritage. The alien vixen has an athletic build which complements her very feminate curves. Due to her ancient bloodlinne, her aappearence Is in cconstant flux. Na'vi's skin, hair, and eye color change with her emotions, as well as horns that can become visable depending on her mood.The changes are not drastic as she keeps a cooler color scheme such as dark blues, light silvers, to pale purples. Regardless of attitude the alieness hasas long pointed ears, an an hour glass figure, hooves for feet, and tenticules that intergrate themselves into her hair. She also has a long elegant tail, to which is rarely seen due to Na'vi's constant focus to hide it with her stealth ability. You see, although Na'vi has an appealing female figure, she is self conscience about her alien traits. (Draenei and Night-elf women from World of Warcraft for reference)
Fashion: Na'vi tends to dress in leathers for *the armor qualities of the hide. This allows for some protection without restricting movement, however and perhaps to over compensate for her alien appearance, she tends to reveal a mature amount of flesh. She loves all things girly and all things accessory, to which she can be seen weaing jewelry (loves gold) and hair pieces like bandanas.
Starting Abilities: Stealth, Regeneration
Trait: Efficient
Strength - 30%
Focus - 10%
Endurance - 20%
Agility - 40%
Role-play Sample:
"Why did you bring me here, sage?"
The air began to stir just as the words parted from their master's cool, blue lips. Now, Vegeta always had been a baren wasteland of a planet, but as the giant brown rock reached twilight it welcomed a new, putrid stench; the female couldn't quite place it.
Hidden beneath her cloak, an older woman with dark complexion stared out from the balcony at which shee stood. She turned in course to meet the voice, her tangled dreadlocks now visable, "Na'vi! It's's soso nice to see you. My, you look so beatiful tonight."
Na'vi, the alieness, kept her visage void of expression. She had learned the sage's intentions for her early in life. To the sage Na'vi was a commodity, and these conversations were business meetings, to find comfort in this old woman's words was a mistake. A mistake she would never make again, "Thank, you mistress."
"Come Na'vi, join me. The view is absolutely gorgeous!" Is all that replied from under the sage's hood.
From the balcony, one could get fairly big view of the bustling city below. Na'vi stood in row with her mistress and allowed herself to take in the city for herself. Now, Vegeta wasn't much to look at and one could argue that it had always look depressing, but Na'vi found herself surprised at the display below.
"It's not the dead you smell in the air, my dear. It's the undead."
The sage's input was not needed, Na'vi could see for herself the terror that had struck the city. Mangled and with flelesh rotting, warriors had been returning from their graves all evening.
"Sage---"
"We have incoming,, Na'vi," the old woman interupted her servent, "on your left, aim high. Your right, go low."
The teal colored female revealed a blade from under her own cloak, twisted her body at an upward angle, and blanketed the sage with a red liquid. The thud from that of a lifeless attacker smacking the pavement rang in the alieness' ears. Na'vi raised her knee to her chest before releasing it behind her in the from of a donkey kick; she aimed low.
SMACK!
Collision; Na'vi's hoof made impact with the undead skull of a saiyan infected. His body did a summersault as it spirled over the balcony.
How cruel fate was too our beloved Na'vi, a princess in another lifetime, for it had bestowed until Na'vi a capture who was also a prophit. This was the sole reason she could not be free, the sage knew all, she saw all.
The sage eyed Na'vi, then snarled, "Insolent wench! You got blood on me!" She then proceeded to strike her servent. Na'vi reacted with the guile of a trained warrior. She had caught the wrist of the sage, before she could strike her. This was the reaction of any warrior worth their salt and it was also a mistake.
Na'vi dropped to her knees and lowered her head, "I'm sorry! Misstress, I beg the, I am so sorry!
"WHORE!!!" Is all that replied, well, that and the beatings
***
That was days ago, she was now on route to Arlia. The sage could see a cure for the sickness on Vegeta, it was located in a jungle on Arlia. The sage stood to gain great wealth by selling the cure, so Na'vi did as she was told.
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