Post by Anastasia on Mar 19, 2009 23:49:57 GMT -5
Full Name: Anastasia Bell Ferdinand
Prefers To Be Called: Anna, but if in a foreign place she'll tell people her name's Izzy
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Class: Sneak
Creature:
Physical Appearance: Anna is slightly on the short side, being only 5'2" and with longish arms. With slightly wavy, black hair that reaches the middle of her back and hazel eyes, she tries to keep herself as unnoticeable as possible and succeeds at that quite well. Her face isn't amazingly beautiful, but nor is it incredibly ugly, it's somewhere in the middle that makes her face easily forgettable. This works out well for herself, because in her line of 'work' Anna needs to be forgotten. She has olive skin and tries to keep her face clean, because Anna doesn't want to look like a peasant, unless the region she is in is populated with peasants. Her hair usually is down and she wears long sleeve shirts that she likes to pull over her hands. She also wears loose pants and a dark brown cloak, which has a few 'secret' pockets where she hides her 'tools of trade'.
Personality: As is to be expected of a Sneak, Anna can craft a story/lie on the spur of the moment and is quick on her feet. Strength isn't one of her strengths (haha) and relies on her dexterity. Her main form of attack being elaborate kicks, dodging and knives which are placed in her cloak. However, she is more prone to running in the other direction if threatened. Talking isn't one of Anna's favorite things to do and would rather sit in a tavern to listen and makes sure to never let pride or anger get the best of her. This sometimes misleads people to think of her as cold, but she merely doesn't want to do anything rash because of emotion. It is also quite easy to bribe Anna to do things, but she does have a sense of right and wrong. Except she justifies her stealing from people by thinking, 'It's either me or them and I choose me.' For her, it's 'if the end justifies the means.' She also appears to have a trust problem, even though she longs for someone to talk to.
Extras: Two tiny knives are in the sleeves of her cloak, which, with a quick jerk, can be pulled out and used for a quick distraction. Two curved knives, about a foot long are attached to the insides of her jacket and her picks are in assorted small pockets in her cloak. Anna's father is a blacksmith (he made her the knives ) and her mother died giving birth to Anna.
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Short Sample Post:
'When did I discover this place...' This question brought back a small flashback. Cutlass had been in an especially bad mood that day and Hallie had never really been friendly to him at all. Needless to say, Cutlass and Hallie got into a physical fight over something small and trivial, who would get the last gumdrop. Cutlass was stronger than Hallie and easily laid her low, but Hallie was faster and easily got loose and ran away, tears beginning to run down her face. In a way, the rock from earlier did symbolize something. After entering this forest, Hallie had tripped over the rock and landed facing the bushes. Scrambling forward, Hallie ran on all fours through the tunnels, turning this way and that until she reached her 'calm place' and cried herself to sleep.
Coming up to the entrance to the bush tunnels, Hallie paused and brought a paw up to her mouth and turned towards Menthe. Obviously she wasn't going to tell him that story, Hallie didn't trust Menthe that much. She wasn't going to lie though, just not tell the complete story. This is what she did tell him, "Um... It's hard to say. I really needed to get away from my family and eventually ended up here." Looking down at the entrance, Hallie tried to steer the conversation away from that topic. "Here's the entrance, keep your head low and watch out for any low branches."
Bending down, Hallie entered the tunnel and from down low, the mangled bushes looked perfectly orderly. Gravel and grass grew where animals had worn a path and made it nice for paws to walk on. The tops of the bushes bent into arches giving it the tunnel look, and the bushes were actually pretty tall, one only had to tuck their head down and they could easily traverse the tunnels. Despite the season, the bushes still had quite a bit of leaves sticking to them and it seemed like there was a brown roof overhead. Hallie inched forward to allow Menthe to come in. "So, what do ya think?" The smile began to return a bit.
Prefers To Be Called: Anna, but if in a foreign place she'll tell people her name's Izzy
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Class: Sneak
Creature:
Physical Appearance: Anna is slightly on the short side, being only 5'2" and with longish arms. With slightly wavy, black hair that reaches the middle of her back and hazel eyes, she tries to keep herself as unnoticeable as possible and succeeds at that quite well. Her face isn't amazingly beautiful, but nor is it incredibly ugly, it's somewhere in the middle that makes her face easily forgettable. This works out well for herself, because in her line of 'work' Anna needs to be forgotten. She has olive skin and tries to keep her face clean, because Anna doesn't want to look like a peasant, unless the region she is in is populated with peasants. Her hair usually is down and she wears long sleeve shirts that she likes to pull over her hands. She also wears loose pants and a dark brown cloak, which has a few 'secret' pockets where she hides her 'tools of trade'.
Personality: As is to be expected of a Sneak, Anna can craft a story/lie on the spur of the moment and is quick on her feet. Strength isn't one of her strengths (haha) and relies on her dexterity. Her main form of attack being elaborate kicks, dodging and knives which are placed in her cloak. However, she is more prone to running in the other direction if threatened. Talking isn't one of Anna's favorite things to do and would rather sit in a tavern to listen and makes sure to never let pride or anger get the best of her. This sometimes misleads people to think of her as cold, but she merely doesn't want to do anything rash because of emotion. It is also quite easy to bribe Anna to do things, but she does have a sense of right and wrong. Except she justifies her stealing from people by thinking, 'It's either me or them and I choose me.' For her, it's 'if the end justifies the means.' She also appears to have a trust problem, even though she longs for someone to talk to.
Extras: Two tiny knives are in the sleeves of her cloak, which, with a quick jerk, can be pulled out and used for a quick distraction. Two curved knives, about a foot long are attached to the insides of her jacket and her picks are in assorted small pockets in her cloak. Anna's father is a blacksmith (he made her the knives ) and her mother died giving birth to Anna.
Picture(optional):
Short Sample Post:
'When did I discover this place...' This question brought back a small flashback. Cutlass had been in an especially bad mood that day and Hallie had never really been friendly to him at all. Needless to say, Cutlass and Hallie got into a physical fight over something small and trivial, who would get the last gumdrop. Cutlass was stronger than Hallie and easily laid her low, but Hallie was faster and easily got loose and ran away, tears beginning to run down her face. In a way, the rock from earlier did symbolize something. After entering this forest, Hallie had tripped over the rock and landed facing the bushes. Scrambling forward, Hallie ran on all fours through the tunnels, turning this way and that until she reached her 'calm place' and cried herself to sleep.
Coming up to the entrance to the bush tunnels, Hallie paused and brought a paw up to her mouth and turned towards Menthe. Obviously she wasn't going to tell him that story, Hallie didn't trust Menthe that much. She wasn't going to lie though, just not tell the complete story. This is what she did tell him, "Um... It's hard to say. I really needed to get away from my family and eventually ended up here." Looking down at the entrance, Hallie tried to steer the conversation away from that topic. "Here's the entrance, keep your head low and watch out for any low branches."
Bending down, Hallie entered the tunnel and from down low, the mangled bushes looked perfectly orderly. Gravel and grass grew where animals had worn a path and made it nice for paws to walk on. The tops of the bushes bent into arches giving it the tunnel look, and the bushes were actually pretty tall, one only had to tuck their head down and they could easily traverse the tunnels. Despite the season, the bushes still had quite a bit of leaves sticking to them and it seemed like there was a brown roof overhead. Hallie inched forward to allow Menthe to come in. "So, what do ya think?" The smile began to return a bit.