Post by Illusion on Aug 18, 2010 15:52:35 GMT -5
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Illusion
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IMAGE OF CHARACTER
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Identity Chart
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†Name: Illusion (last name unknown)
†Age: 19
†Appearance Age: 19
†Race: Khajiit
† Sexual Orientation: Straight
†Gender: female
†Birth Sign: the warrior
†Hair Color: black
†Eye Color: deep purple
†Height: 5 feet 9 inches
†Weight: 155 pounds
†Skin Tone: dark
†Appearance: Solid black khajiit with deep purple eyes. longish black hair, tied back and braided. Very lean built. Scars all over her body, but two stand out the most. One of which starts on her forehead and goes through her left eye down to the middle of her cheek. The other is on her back. One that her own mother clawed into her flesh. It is where she got her name, it reads "This illusion is ours"
She wears mostly light weight black armor and black leather shoes. On occasion though, she wears a black are red robe that her mother passed down to her. She on special occasion only, which at this point has never actually happened.
†Guild: none
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Taste
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†Likes:
Night
Being Alone
Fighting
sleeping
reading
†Dislikes:
people
daytime
doing nothing
being rudely woken up
watching things suffer
†Fears:
suffering (of anything)
losing those few that she allows close to her
dying dishonorably
Male Khajiits
†Nervous Habits:
digging her nails into her arm
messing with her dagger
fidgeting
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For The Record
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†Personality: Illusion tends to act very cold and heartless but when you actually are able to get close to her, she is a very caring and protective khajiit. She never has been very fond of people, especially imperials, and would much rather be left alone. She is also very sarcastic. Anything she has to say will normally either be cold and heartless, or sarcastic.
†Weapon(s):
Frost- a frost enchanted dagger that she uses for her killing blows. a very basic dagger.
Hellstorm - An fire enchanted elven claymore. Gold in color.
†Power/s:
Sneak - 80
Security - 30
blade- 30
alchemy - 24
others - 6
†Weaknesses:
too untrusting
fire
Male Khajiits (because of fear and anger)
lightning
and dark magic
†Talent/s: talented at swordplay
†Mother: Real name unknown, went by Dream
†Father unknown
†Siblings: none
†Pets: none
†History: Illusion has never really had a great life. Her earliest memory was that of seeing her home land burned and friends slaughtered by imperials. After that she and her mother lived alone and in peace for 14 years, until the day that a group of male Khajiits raided their home. They stabbed the mother in the chest and left her there to die, then abused, both physically and sexually, Illusion. Her mothers dying wish was that she take Hellstorm, Frost, her father's armor and her (the mother's) black and red robes, and flee. Illusion did as her mother asked. So at the age 16, Illusion was on her own. For a year, she did nothing but kill whatever she could find. But then she realized that doing this was not going to bring her family back. She spent the next two years off practicing alone in the mountains.
†RP Sample:
It was dark. Luckily though the night eye helped her see what was ahead of her. A shadow loomed in the distance. An abandoned fort. Perfect. I need some more training she thought. Sneaking through the night like an assassin, she went into the fort. Almost instantly she was attacked by a bandit. With a quick side step and a swing of Hellstorm, the bandit fell to the floor. Well then. Not a friendly group are they?[i/]. As she continued her way through the fort, she encountered several more bandits, taking out each one with ease. Nothing seemed to be a challenge.
Well, I guess this was a waste of my time... she said, disappointment showing in her voice. As she started to leave though, she was attacked from behind, taking a hard hit to the shoulder with an axe. Swallowing her pain and whipping the blood away, she turned to face her opponent. A male Khajiit, about the same size as her, stared her in the eye.
This is my hunting ground girl. he growled
yeah? and what are you going to do if I don't leave? she snapped back, hidding the fear in her voice.
Well, let's just say that history repeats it's self a sickening grin spread across his face. Illusion stared, wide eyed. He was one of them. with out a second thought she turned and fled. His laughter from that day echoing in her mind.