Post by Briseis Thomas on Dec 31, 2006 5:00:09 GMT 10
Character's Name: Briseis Elizabeth Thomas.
Age: 18 years of age.
Race: Human.
Title: Lady.
Power(s): (I'd probably classify these as skills.) Even though she is a woman, she is a rather skilled fighter and quite strong. She is also a good horse rider.
Coven: None. She is mortal.
Weapon(s):
1. Bow and Arrows.
2. Rapier.
3. Dagger.
Appearance:
Briseis has a very slim figure, but she's not so slim you could break her like a tooth pick. She is about 8 stone in weight, and roughly 5 foot 3 inches height wise. She has long, relatively light, curly brown hair, which reaches to just below her shoulder blades, and is always worn down. Her eyes are a medium blue, but in the moonlight, they seem rather more like and icy blue.
She usually wears a long blue dress, (which can partially be seen in the picture below) in the day time, and a few bits of jewelry on occasion. At night, if she ever does go out, she wears boots that reach to just below her knee, black tight trousers that are tucked into the boot, a white long sleeved shirt and a sleeveless black waistcoat.
Personality:
Even though she is titled a Lady, she doesn't really act like one. She is rather snappy, and doesn't trust anyone. She is independent and keeps herself to herself, rather than places her problems on anyone else's shoulders. She rarely gives up and will fight to the death. She is also very secretive.
Past History:
Briseis was born a little way off from Nullius, strangely on the streets. From a young age, Briseis fought to keep herself alive and was brought up with a group of thieves. Most of the group were orphaned boys, so they had a rather big effect on her, turing her into more of a tomboy, so she didn't really mind getting her hands dirty.
At the age of eight, she was caught pick-pocketing, but the family decided not to press charges, instead they took the young girl into their home, and cared for her. She grew up and was looked upon as a Lady rather than a thief, but she had not forgotten her old ways.
On the eve of her sixteenth birthday, she vanished from the house. Her bed was empty, her possessions missing and her Frisian mare, along with her tack, gone. She had run away, and gone it to Nullius. Unknown to the rich family, she had also made a rather handsome withdrawal from their bank account.
She bought a small house in Nullius, and has kept herself hidden there every since, still keeping to her own ways at night, robbing coaches and houses amongst other things.
Interests:
Briseis is interested in animals quite a bit. Her two favourite creatures being the horse and the wolf. Her hobbies are rather different to any other 18 year old. She is a highway woman, if you can call it that. A thief. A very good thief.
Pets:
1 Black Frisian Mare.
Full Name: Midnight Lady.
Nicknames: Lady
RP sample:
The bell tolled. One, two, three, and continued on 'till twelve chimes called out. Midnight. On the last stroke, Briseis woke from her sleep. Not jumping up, as though fearful. But softly opening her eyes to reveal the pale blue iris' surrounding her wide pupils. Pushing herself upwards from her bed, she stared out of bolted window.
A thick fog had formed, covering the streets, making the glow of a candle appear as though it was never there to begin with. The only light was the pale, full moon, fighting it's way through the thick cloud. A faint smile appeared across the young girls face, as she stepped from her bed, already dressed in her tight black trousers, waist coat and long white shirt.
She pulled on her boots, which were sat at the end of her bed, grabbed her belt, fastened it and placed her rapier and dagger into their correct scabbards. The young girl made her way outside and towards the stable. The air was cold, so cold, she could her warm breathe as she breathed deeply, opening the stable door.
A deep brown saddle and bridle plus a blood red blanket lay on a shelf next to the door. Briseis took them and opened Lady's stable. The black mare, who was stood as if waiting, gave a soft nicker as the tack was placed upon her and fastened. The young girl smiled, running a hand down the horse's face and kissing it gently before leading the horse outside.
Before closing up the stable, Briseis grabbed a bow and a bag of arrows and placed them upon her back. Then, she pulled open a secret compartment in the wall and took from it a black mask, so small it only covered her face around her icy blue eyes. She put it on, then closed the door quietly and mounted into the saddle. Clicking her tongue softly made the horse set off in a gallop along the muddy path and into the foggy night...
Optional Information: She taught herself how to call wolves. She can howl and bark to ask wolves for help if she gets into bother. Because of this, she thanks them by feeding them.
Fears: She knows of the vampires and is fearful of being captured and held prisoner by them. She also has a fear of deep water as she nearly drowned once.
Likes: Dark, foggy nights. Horses. wolves.
Dislikes: People who treat her like a child. Men who try and flirt with her.
Picture of the character:
Age: 18 years of age.
Race: Human.
Title: Lady.
Power(s): (I'd probably classify these as skills.) Even though she is a woman, she is a rather skilled fighter and quite strong. She is also a good horse rider.
Coven: None. She is mortal.
Weapon(s):
1. Bow and Arrows.
2. Rapier.
3. Dagger.
Appearance:
Briseis has a very slim figure, but she's not so slim you could break her like a tooth pick. She is about 8 stone in weight, and roughly 5 foot 3 inches height wise. She has long, relatively light, curly brown hair, which reaches to just below her shoulder blades, and is always worn down. Her eyes are a medium blue, but in the moonlight, they seem rather more like and icy blue.
She usually wears a long blue dress, (which can partially be seen in the picture below) in the day time, and a few bits of jewelry on occasion. At night, if she ever does go out, she wears boots that reach to just below her knee, black tight trousers that are tucked into the boot, a white long sleeved shirt and a sleeveless black waistcoat.
Personality:
Even though she is titled a Lady, she doesn't really act like one. She is rather snappy, and doesn't trust anyone. She is independent and keeps herself to herself, rather than places her problems on anyone else's shoulders. She rarely gives up and will fight to the death. She is also very secretive.
Past History:
Briseis was born a little way off from Nullius, strangely on the streets. From a young age, Briseis fought to keep herself alive and was brought up with a group of thieves. Most of the group were orphaned boys, so they had a rather big effect on her, turing her into more of a tomboy, so she didn't really mind getting her hands dirty.
At the age of eight, she was caught pick-pocketing, but the family decided not to press charges, instead they took the young girl into their home, and cared for her. She grew up and was looked upon as a Lady rather than a thief, but she had not forgotten her old ways.
On the eve of her sixteenth birthday, she vanished from the house. Her bed was empty, her possessions missing and her Frisian mare, along with her tack, gone. She had run away, and gone it to Nullius. Unknown to the rich family, she had also made a rather handsome withdrawal from their bank account.
She bought a small house in Nullius, and has kept herself hidden there every since, still keeping to her own ways at night, robbing coaches and houses amongst other things.
Interests:
Briseis is interested in animals quite a bit. Her two favourite creatures being the horse and the wolf. Her hobbies are rather different to any other 18 year old. She is a highway woman, if you can call it that. A thief. A very good thief.
Pets:
1 Black Frisian Mare.
Full Name: Midnight Lady.
Nicknames: Lady
RP sample:
The bell tolled. One, two, three, and continued on 'till twelve chimes called out. Midnight. On the last stroke, Briseis woke from her sleep. Not jumping up, as though fearful. But softly opening her eyes to reveal the pale blue iris' surrounding her wide pupils. Pushing herself upwards from her bed, she stared out of bolted window.
A thick fog had formed, covering the streets, making the glow of a candle appear as though it was never there to begin with. The only light was the pale, full moon, fighting it's way through the thick cloud. A faint smile appeared across the young girls face, as she stepped from her bed, already dressed in her tight black trousers, waist coat and long white shirt.
She pulled on her boots, which were sat at the end of her bed, grabbed her belt, fastened it and placed her rapier and dagger into their correct scabbards. The young girl made her way outside and towards the stable. The air was cold, so cold, she could her warm breathe as she breathed deeply, opening the stable door.
A deep brown saddle and bridle plus a blood red blanket lay on a shelf next to the door. Briseis took them and opened Lady's stable. The black mare, who was stood as if waiting, gave a soft nicker as the tack was placed upon her and fastened. The young girl smiled, running a hand down the horse's face and kissing it gently before leading the horse outside.
Before closing up the stable, Briseis grabbed a bow and a bag of arrows and placed them upon her back. Then, she pulled open a secret compartment in the wall and took from it a black mask, so small it only covered her face around her icy blue eyes. She put it on, then closed the door quietly and mounted into the saddle. Clicking her tongue softly made the horse set off in a gallop along the muddy path and into the foggy night...
Optional Information: She taught herself how to call wolves. She can howl and bark to ask wolves for help if she gets into bother. Because of this, she thanks them by feeding them.
Fears: She knows of the vampires and is fearful of being captured and held prisoner by them. She also has a fear of deep water as she nearly drowned once.
Likes: Dark, foggy nights. Horses. wolves.
Dislikes: People who treat her like a child. Men who try and flirt with her.
Picture of the character:
