Antiva
Jul 26, 2013 12:57:06 GMT -5
Post by Antiva on Jul 26, 2013 12:57:06 GMT -5
Name: Antiva
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Gray
Coat Color: Black
Height: 43"
Weight: 160 pounds
Scars/Markings/Anything Else: Multiple scars laced throughout her body
Health: Physical: Perfect Mental: Questionable
Personality: Antiva is a cold hearted, blood-thirsty, angry wretch of a warrior. Her heart is black and twisted and her ambition for glory and blood know...no bounds. Shes not a kind hearted soul and if your looking for a best friend, you will not find it here. Her heart is hardened and breaking through that outer shell can be remarkably difficult. She doesn't get close to really anyone, and her words to live by are simply kill, or be killed. An avid beast of power and prestige her skills in combat are undoubtedly useful and the vast majority of her life revolves around the field of combat, perhaps one day she will find a reason to adjust this, but until then... be on your guard when you encounter her. She not above trying to slay someone who gets in her way.
History: As a pup, Antiva was a brimming, innocent, happy child with an adoration for her parents that could not be measured. Her mother, forever the shining beacon in her life and her father, her ever guiding light. They were rogues, they belonged to no one but each other, but they were remarkably happy. Antiva was the sole survivor of a sick litter, her mother, unbeknownst, had a wretched blood disease that killed the rest of her pups, but Antiva had fought through it. A miracle baby and she was loved. For the first few months of her life, she lived in peace, harmony and tranquility with her parents, but this was not to last.
She awoke one morning to her mothers desperate voice, begging her to play a game of hide and seek, to stay hidden until she had her father returned.... neither came home. Antiva followed their scent to come across their mangled corpses, gutted, torn apart and strewn, body parts, entrails, tattered flesh and chipped bone were all that remained of her parents, she had been forced to scavenge to survive. This would have been hard enough if not for a small detail. The group of rogues whom had slaughtered her family, came for her. Most of the time she was able to flee, to find some hidey hole to cower in until they left her alone, but when they did catch her, they tortured her, raped her, left her bloodied and battered only to come at her again.
The older she got, the colder she grew. Snarling, snapping, she started defending herself tooth and claw. She swore to never allow anyone to take advantage of her again and thus she remains to this day. She has vowed revenge upon the group of loners but hasn't exacted it... yet.
OOC Name: Evelette
OOC Age: 20
Skype Name or best way to contact you: ladyevelette
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: Nope :3
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Gray
Coat Color: Black
Height: 43"
Weight: 160 pounds
Scars/Markings/Anything Else: Multiple scars laced throughout her body
Health: Physical: Perfect Mental: Questionable
Personality: Antiva is a cold hearted, blood-thirsty, angry wretch of a warrior. Her heart is black and twisted and her ambition for glory and blood know...no bounds. Shes not a kind hearted soul and if your looking for a best friend, you will not find it here. Her heart is hardened and breaking through that outer shell can be remarkably difficult. She doesn't get close to really anyone, and her words to live by are simply kill, or be killed. An avid beast of power and prestige her skills in combat are undoubtedly useful and the vast majority of her life revolves around the field of combat, perhaps one day she will find a reason to adjust this, but until then... be on your guard when you encounter her. She not above trying to slay someone who gets in her way.
History: As a pup, Antiva was a brimming, innocent, happy child with an adoration for her parents that could not be measured. Her mother, forever the shining beacon in her life and her father, her ever guiding light. They were rogues, they belonged to no one but each other, but they were remarkably happy. Antiva was the sole survivor of a sick litter, her mother, unbeknownst, had a wretched blood disease that killed the rest of her pups, but Antiva had fought through it. A miracle baby and she was loved. For the first few months of her life, she lived in peace, harmony and tranquility with her parents, but this was not to last.
She awoke one morning to her mothers desperate voice, begging her to play a game of hide and seek, to stay hidden until she had her father returned.... neither came home. Antiva followed their scent to come across their mangled corpses, gutted, torn apart and strewn, body parts, entrails, tattered flesh and chipped bone were all that remained of her parents, she had been forced to scavenge to survive. This would have been hard enough if not for a small detail. The group of rogues whom had slaughtered her family, came for her. Most of the time she was able to flee, to find some hidey hole to cower in until they left her alone, but when they did catch her, they tortured her, raped her, left her bloodied and battered only to come at her again.
The older she got, the colder she grew. Snarling, snapping, she started defending herself tooth and claw. She swore to never allow anyone to take advantage of her again and thus she remains to this day. She has vowed revenge upon the group of loners but hasn't exacted it... yet.
OOC Name: Evelette
OOC Age: 20
Skype Name or best way to contact you: ladyevelette
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: Nope :3
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