Post by Mellira/Ilyra on Sept 13, 2003 18:58:51 GMT -5
[Name Mellira Elisions Sa Callara, called Mellira
Age approximately 16, but time runs differently in her world
Race Half-human, half-elf, but she identifies herself more as elf
Alignment Justice
Appearance Standing just over five feet tall, she allowed the full wind to whip her face. Mellira had delicate, slender features with wide, slanted, silvery elfin eyes. They drew a steady gaze, calm usually, although in the heat of battle, they could glow with an inner fire. Long arms and legs ended in long fingers and toes with neat, groomed nails. She wore simple clothes: a canvas blue tunic, white undershirt and black breeches. High boots came up to her knees, and a dark hooded cloak met her ankles. Scarlet fabric cut her waist and her chest in the bands of belt and quiver. A braid hung to that fabric belt, dark brown straight, tied in a scarlet thread. She stood tall and strong, carrying herself as a warrior queen.
History Raised by the woman she though to be her maternal grandmother, Emmeria, in the dell of the fairies, Mellira knew little of the outside world. Emmeria trained Mellira to serve the queen, Callara, and her younger daughter, Evella, until her father, Lord Sienom came to claim her in her twelfth year. Mistaking her for a male, he sent her to train as a page for two years, until he discovered her true sex. She was forced to leave his manner, Nomeron, in disgrace. She then returned to the dell only to discover the death of Emmeria and to receive the shock that her mother, Elliera, had not been a servant, but instead a princess of the royal house, with Mellira to follow in her stead. Mellira refused the crown, leaving another to search for Elliera, and instead joined the company of a group of mages who were attempting travel on human subjects. Somehow their calculations were off, and Mellira ended up on the alien world of Fyia, instead of the bakery shop down the street. She has not made any plans to return to her home, even if she could return.
Personality Reactive; She can be pretty mean in one breath, and remorseful in the next. Angry, sarcastic, cold, bitter. She can also be loving and friendly when caught off guard, and even charitable. Really, it depends on what mood you catch her in.
Weaponry An Elfin long bow with delicate decorations and a replenishing supply of arrows. Also, a lapis handled dagger for close combat. (Lost to Kruck in later posts). Additionally, she has recently nicked a staff from New Wave Military Academy.
Combat skills Close range staff fighting, hand-to-hand combat, knife fighting, mounted combat, archery. Basic page training in wrestling and tactics.
Combat weaknesses lack of proper weapons, over confidence, fickle personality, no blood lust
Other Supplies food for a few days, eleven elfin ceremonial dresses, a book of fairy tales, healers almanac, and small stock of healers supplies, quiver and a few bags, wooden fan
Other Skills Courtly manners, fan language, flirting, service to royalty, food perpetration, minor healing
Other weaknesses idealism, sharp tongue, lack of knowledge about men, being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Friends Prok, Bony, Longshanks
Enemies Mequidra
Annoyances Drivs
Age approximately 16, but time runs differently in her world
Race Half-human, half-elf, but she identifies herself more as elf
Alignment Justice
Appearance Standing just over five feet tall, she allowed the full wind to whip her face. Mellira had delicate, slender features with wide, slanted, silvery elfin eyes. They drew a steady gaze, calm usually, although in the heat of battle, they could glow with an inner fire. Long arms and legs ended in long fingers and toes with neat, groomed nails. She wore simple clothes: a canvas blue tunic, white undershirt and black breeches. High boots came up to her knees, and a dark hooded cloak met her ankles. Scarlet fabric cut her waist and her chest in the bands of belt and quiver. A braid hung to that fabric belt, dark brown straight, tied in a scarlet thread. She stood tall and strong, carrying herself as a warrior queen.
History Raised by the woman she though to be her maternal grandmother, Emmeria, in the dell of the fairies, Mellira knew little of the outside world. Emmeria trained Mellira to serve the queen, Callara, and her younger daughter, Evella, until her father, Lord Sienom came to claim her in her twelfth year. Mistaking her for a male, he sent her to train as a page for two years, until he discovered her true sex. She was forced to leave his manner, Nomeron, in disgrace. She then returned to the dell only to discover the death of Emmeria and to receive the shock that her mother, Elliera, had not been a servant, but instead a princess of the royal house, with Mellira to follow in her stead. Mellira refused the crown, leaving another to search for Elliera, and instead joined the company of a group of mages who were attempting travel on human subjects. Somehow their calculations were off, and Mellira ended up on the alien world of Fyia, instead of the bakery shop down the street. She has not made any plans to return to her home, even if she could return.
Personality Reactive; She can be pretty mean in one breath, and remorseful in the next. Angry, sarcastic, cold, bitter. She can also be loving and friendly when caught off guard, and even charitable. Really, it depends on what mood you catch her in.
Weaponry An Elfin long bow with delicate decorations and a replenishing supply of arrows. Also, a lapis handled dagger for close combat. (Lost to Kruck in later posts). Additionally, she has recently nicked a staff from New Wave Military Academy.
Combat skills Close range staff fighting, hand-to-hand combat, knife fighting, mounted combat, archery. Basic page training in wrestling and tactics.
Combat weaknesses lack of proper weapons, over confidence, fickle personality, no blood lust
Other Supplies food for a few days, eleven elfin ceremonial dresses, a book of fairy tales, healers almanac, and small stock of healers supplies, quiver and a few bags, wooden fan
Other Skills Courtly manners, fan language, flirting, service to royalty, food perpetration, minor healing
Other weaknesses idealism, sharp tongue, lack of knowledge about men, being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Friends Prok, Bony, Longshanks
Enemies Mequidra
Annoyances Drivs