Post by Romilita Chavez on Aug 4, 2010 5:50:07 GMT -5
Zali Choine
B A S I C S
Name: Zali Reina Choine
Age: 21
Type: She has sorceress powers but doesn't now it fully or how to control them.
Nobility: Commoner as she doesn't know what blood she is.
Origins: Ins't fully sure where she was born but knows it was in the outside lands.
A P P E A R E N C E
Eye colour: Dark Brown
Skin colour: Quite Tanned
Hair colour: Black
Played By: Christina Milian
General Appearance: Close or far away Zali is fair to hold on your eyes, with high cheek bones and large brown eyes refine her face, with her cascading black hair which runs down to the middle of her back. Her slim dark tanned body would be almost petite if not for all the walking and work that she does and is quite happy in her 'woman compartment'. Zali is a general beauty if not for the fact that most people prefer light skin colours. But her most captivating feature is her eyes which she thinks are too large for her face.
CLOTHING/STYLE: Never finding out if she was peasant or noble until she was older, she always manages to find clothing in between the two classes. When she is working however she prefers to wear more practical clothes to the job like a simple top with a skirt. And when she is around nobles she wears her pale blue dress which makes her seem to stand out amongst others. The only real connection to her family is a diamond shaped sapphire which hands suspended from two thin gold chains which twist around each other to support the gem which she keeps hidden under her clothes.
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Skills: Sorcery, dancing, a tiny bit of swordsmanship, chores, singing, sewing.
Weaknesses: Doesn't realise the potential of her powers and how to use them, painting, her mind sometimes rebels and thinks of things she shouldn't.
Personality Overview: Having been raised by an ex-knight and a simple peasant woman, Zali is a real people person, she always seems to be smiling or helping others in need. She has always been one to never complain and to obey her higher status like her family. However underneath her smiling face and obedience Zali would like to go and have adventures by travelling and visiting new places. Her foster father who she just considers her father taught her some swordsmanship, as he is an retired knight, he taught her in order for her to able to protect herself.
However her father never liked magic so he forbid Zali to use it. But Zali was a sorceress and had always had fire burning within her, especially after she found out more about her past, so whenever she could she would sneak away and try and teach herself about it. Underneath her obeying self Zali wishes that she could run away and find herself amongst other magic users, even if it meant joining the rebels if they would teach her more about her powers, her personality slowly is changing from a humble girl to an almost head-strong young woman. Her powers are manipulating her mind to think of things that she shouldn't be thinking.
Sorcerer/Druid?: Sorceress
Powers: She has not discovered all of her powers but so far she has taught herself to manipulate some of the elements (water and fire) and make items different from their original forms, for example, a pine cone into a silver coin.
H I S T O R Y
Not her real parents or siblings but still considers them her family
Mother: Natina Choine
Father: Knight Thomas Choine
Siblings: Millicent Choine, Edvard Choine, Little Thomas Choine
Spouse: None
Heir's and Children: None
History: Her past is a mystery. When she was little she thought that Natina and Thomas where her real parents, but as she grew older she started to realise that she wasn't the same. Her parents where light skinned and her 'mother' has fair blond hair. At seven her parents finally revelled that she was given to then by a passing woman. They told her story in a fairytale way, which made it seem almost not real but she knew that she was of another blood. The story was told like this by her father.
It was a full mooned night, and I was returning home to my wife and our little baby daughter Millicent. I was finally retired from my services as a knight. After years of being loyal to my king I was free to go home with his blessing and begin my life as a farmer. It was quite late in the evening and We had just put Milli to bed and was sitting around the table discussing what we would farm. I was excited to finally be a farmer. I was admiring the moon through the window when their was a loud knock on the door. We were almost not going to open it as it couldn't have been good coming at the late hour of the evening, but we did anyway.
Before us stood a woman dressed in a red velvet cloak which hung heavily from her shoulders and concealed her face. She seemed well dressed but in a desperate hurry and was almost puffing as if she had perhaps been running. But before we could ask her what was happening she shifted her cloak to revel a little hidden baby wrapped in red cloth and nestled in her arms. She lifted the baby and gave it to Natina before she could say anything, then she took a pouch from her hip and placed it in my hand. And then she finally said the first words between us. "Please, take care of her. Whatever you do take care of her." And then she left. Running into the shadows and leaving us standing in the doorway holding a tiny infant girl. We didn't know who the woman was, and we didn't have enough time to give chase. So we went inside.
Natina carefully cared for the little infant whilst I looked at the contents of the pouch the woman had thrust into my hands. Inside there was a letter, two gold chains twisted together with a sapphire at the end, and 20 gold coins. I looked at the letter.
We opened the letter addressed to us.
I am sorry to do this to you. But I had to get my daughter away from the place. I cannot tell you who I am but my daughters name is Zali Reina, please care for her. The necklace is a memory of me. And sh must not open the letter until she is 20. Magic courses through her veins, though I fear what it will do to her so please protect her from it. The coins are to help. But I doubt I will ever see my daughter again.
Signed L.B
We didn't know who L.B was. And we did try and research who this mystery woman was. But we could find nothing. But we knew she had been some sort of noble by the what was in the pouch and the expensive clothes she had been wearing when she came. So we raised the girl called Zali as our own and we loved her like our own.
S A M P L E
-DIFFERENT SITE-
!?! So it would seem that Flaming Passions is coming to the end. Oh how darling. The Royals had been stolen from the land. By what? By mongrels, canines, wolves. And here I stand hiding in the shadows watching as the insanity begins and all I can do is listen amused. My dar orbs darted between the two studs. One my captor, the other my offspring. Oh humor humor it is.
!?! Funny how they hadn't yet smelt me. But I suppose Amen was in too much off a wrath to even notice me. But I guess that I had become skilled in my silent ways. Slipping in and out without notice. My auds twitched as I listened to the insane stud watching as he yelled and lounged at the colt. Some would think that at this point I would step in to save my son. But why should I. I had never helped with the up bringing of my brats. They weren't my problem. I didn't want or need them. They were lifeless little puppets in my eyes.
!?! Ah yes, my two foals. Kamilah and Silverstein. Both pretty much being bought up by their sires. Hey they wanted them that much then they can bring them up. I had been shipped to my next destination leaving them behind. And now they were both grown, and they both probably didn't know who I even was. Which made it all the more amusing to watch.
!?! My orbs watched as Amen spoke once more naming off others which I hadn't heard off. So this is the last of the great Amen. What an unmemorable way to die. Mauled to death by dogs. The same thing he is going to rescue. And they say I'm the crazy one!
!?! I heard a voice yell after Amen coming from close to my sides and slide back further into my cover. The shadows hiding me but revealing the rest. A stallion came into my view and I watched. He clearly didn't know what was going on. Pity. I suppose that the herd had been downsized since I was last here. Amen only spoke of a few. But yet here now stood just 2.
!?! I watched as he turned and galloped off. Leaving only his blurring tail in the horizon before fully disappearing. So now I had no bound. I was free from this place, nothing held me here. But the curious mind of me held me back, waiting to see what my apparently great son of mine would do now that his mentor wasn't here to guide him.
!?! I heard a yell and my boa snapped around to catch a fae this time running into the little group and staring after Amen. Well well Amen, always busy catching up the faes who fall in 'love' with you. Honestly, silly little fillies these days. I rolled my orbs as the whole coversation started on war. Who cared, war may be coming but by the time it got here I will have gone. No point in me staying. This place was bugging me anyway. Better if I just leave soon before everybody else is rushing after.
!?! A smirk rolled onto my kissers as I heard Silvers last words. Now it was my time to step in. Might as well. Moving my daggers forward I made my way out of the shadows and into the light, walking towards the group. Oh now this was going to be fun. "Thank you for waiting for me. I never knew I had such a caring son." I smiled my smirkish smile at Silverstein. The last time I had seen him was when he was around a month. And now a random crazed red roan mare was showing up and calling him son. Now this really was precious.
!?! I gazed at the other two. Being to impatient to wait for the questioning or puzzled stares I opened my maw and let the lyrics flow. "My my such a pity. Old Amen has gone to his death and your left here trapped. But others who are smart enough to leave must be getting along, you see I have somewhere to be. i just thought I might stay for awhile. You know, to see how the show goes." My bitter and sarcasm of words flowed smoothly as if it was the only thing I knew.And to be true, it was. "Oh and I suppose I should add just one more thing. Cursing is Latoya."
Post is from a mare called Latoya
B A S I C S
Name: Zali Reina Choine
Age: 21
Type: She has sorceress powers but doesn't now it fully or how to control them.
Nobility: Commoner as she doesn't know what blood she is.
Origins: Ins't fully sure where she was born but knows it was in the outside lands.
A P P E A R E N C E
Eye colour: Dark Brown
Skin colour: Quite Tanned
Hair colour: Black
Played By: Christina Milian
General Appearance: Close or far away Zali is fair to hold on your eyes, with high cheek bones and large brown eyes refine her face, with her cascading black hair which runs down to the middle of her back. Her slim dark tanned body would be almost petite if not for all the walking and work that she does and is quite happy in her 'woman compartment'. Zali is a general beauty if not for the fact that most people prefer light skin colours. But her most captivating feature is her eyes which she thinks are too large for her face.
CLOTHING/STYLE: Never finding out if she was peasant or noble until she was older, she always manages to find clothing in between the two classes. When she is working however she prefers to wear more practical clothes to the job like a simple top with a skirt. And when she is around nobles she wears her pale blue dress which makes her seem to stand out amongst others. The only real connection to her family is a diamond shaped sapphire which hands suspended from two thin gold chains which twist around each other to support the gem which she keeps hidden under her clothes.
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Skills: Sorcery, dancing, a tiny bit of swordsmanship, chores, singing, sewing.
Weaknesses: Doesn't realise the potential of her powers and how to use them, painting, her mind sometimes rebels and thinks of things she shouldn't.
Personality Overview: Having been raised by an ex-knight and a simple peasant woman, Zali is a real people person, she always seems to be smiling or helping others in need. She has always been one to never complain and to obey her higher status like her family. However underneath her smiling face and obedience Zali would like to go and have adventures by travelling and visiting new places. Her foster father who she just considers her father taught her some swordsmanship, as he is an retired knight, he taught her in order for her to able to protect herself.
However her father never liked magic so he forbid Zali to use it. But Zali was a sorceress and had always had fire burning within her, especially after she found out more about her past, so whenever she could she would sneak away and try and teach herself about it. Underneath her obeying self Zali wishes that she could run away and find herself amongst other magic users, even if it meant joining the rebels if they would teach her more about her powers, her personality slowly is changing from a humble girl to an almost head-strong young woman. Her powers are manipulating her mind to think of things that she shouldn't be thinking.
Sorcerer/Druid?: Sorceress
Powers: She has not discovered all of her powers but so far she has taught herself to manipulate some of the elements (water and fire) and make items different from their original forms, for example, a pine cone into a silver coin.
H I S T O R Y
Not her real parents or siblings but still considers them her family
Mother: Natina Choine
Father: Knight Thomas Choine
Siblings: Millicent Choine, Edvard Choine, Little Thomas Choine
Spouse: None
Heir's and Children: None
History: Her past is a mystery. When she was little she thought that Natina and Thomas where her real parents, but as she grew older she started to realise that she wasn't the same. Her parents where light skinned and her 'mother' has fair blond hair. At seven her parents finally revelled that she was given to then by a passing woman. They told her story in a fairytale way, which made it seem almost not real but she knew that she was of another blood. The story was told like this by her father.
It was a full mooned night, and I was returning home to my wife and our little baby daughter Millicent. I was finally retired from my services as a knight. After years of being loyal to my king I was free to go home with his blessing and begin my life as a farmer. It was quite late in the evening and We had just put Milli to bed and was sitting around the table discussing what we would farm. I was excited to finally be a farmer. I was admiring the moon through the window when their was a loud knock on the door. We were almost not going to open it as it couldn't have been good coming at the late hour of the evening, but we did anyway.
Before us stood a woman dressed in a red velvet cloak which hung heavily from her shoulders and concealed her face. She seemed well dressed but in a desperate hurry and was almost puffing as if she had perhaps been running. But before we could ask her what was happening she shifted her cloak to revel a little hidden baby wrapped in red cloth and nestled in her arms. She lifted the baby and gave it to Natina before she could say anything, then she took a pouch from her hip and placed it in my hand. And then she finally said the first words between us. "Please, take care of her. Whatever you do take care of her." And then she left. Running into the shadows and leaving us standing in the doorway holding a tiny infant girl. We didn't know who the woman was, and we didn't have enough time to give chase. So we went inside.
Natina carefully cared for the little infant whilst I looked at the contents of the pouch the woman had thrust into my hands. Inside there was a letter, two gold chains twisted together with a sapphire at the end, and 20 gold coins. I looked at the letter.
We opened the letter addressed to us.
I am sorry to do this to you. But I had to get my daughter away from the place. I cannot tell you who I am but my daughters name is Zali Reina, please care for her. The necklace is a memory of me. And sh must not open the letter until she is 20. Magic courses through her veins, though I fear what it will do to her so please protect her from it. The coins are to help. But I doubt I will ever see my daughter again.
Signed L.B
We didn't know who L.B was. And we did try and research who this mystery woman was. But we could find nothing. But we knew she had been some sort of noble by the what was in the pouch and the expensive clothes she had been wearing when she came. So we raised the girl called Zali as our own and we loved her like our own.
S A M P L E
-DIFFERENT SITE-
!?! So it would seem that Flaming Passions is coming to the end. Oh how darling. The Royals had been stolen from the land. By what? By mongrels, canines, wolves. And here I stand hiding in the shadows watching as the insanity begins and all I can do is listen amused. My dar orbs darted between the two studs. One my captor, the other my offspring. Oh humor humor it is.
!?! Funny how they hadn't yet smelt me. But I suppose Amen was in too much off a wrath to even notice me. But I guess that I had become skilled in my silent ways. Slipping in and out without notice. My auds twitched as I listened to the insane stud watching as he yelled and lounged at the colt. Some would think that at this point I would step in to save my son. But why should I. I had never helped with the up bringing of my brats. They weren't my problem. I didn't want or need them. They were lifeless little puppets in my eyes.
!?! Ah yes, my two foals. Kamilah and Silverstein. Both pretty much being bought up by their sires. Hey they wanted them that much then they can bring them up. I had been shipped to my next destination leaving them behind. And now they were both grown, and they both probably didn't know who I even was. Which made it all the more amusing to watch.
!?! My orbs watched as Amen spoke once more naming off others which I hadn't heard off. So this is the last of the great Amen. What an unmemorable way to die. Mauled to death by dogs. The same thing he is going to rescue. And they say I'm the crazy one!
!?! I heard a voice yell after Amen coming from close to my sides and slide back further into my cover. The shadows hiding me but revealing the rest. A stallion came into my view and I watched. He clearly didn't know what was going on. Pity. I suppose that the herd had been downsized since I was last here. Amen only spoke of a few. But yet here now stood just 2.
!?! I watched as he turned and galloped off. Leaving only his blurring tail in the horizon before fully disappearing. So now I had no bound. I was free from this place, nothing held me here. But the curious mind of me held me back, waiting to see what my apparently great son of mine would do now that his mentor wasn't here to guide him.
!?! I heard a yell and my boa snapped around to catch a fae this time running into the little group and staring after Amen. Well well Amen, always busy catching up the faes who fall in 'love' with you. Honestly, silly little fillies these days. I rolled my orbs as the whole coversation started on war. Who cared, war may be coming but by the time it got here I will have gone. No point in me staying. This place was bugging me anyway. Better if I just leave soon before everybody else is rushing after.
!?! A smirk rolled onto my kissers as I heard Silvers last words. Now it was my time to step in. Might as well. Moving my daggers forward I made my way out of the shadows and into the light, walking towards the group. Oh now this was going to be fun. "Thank you for waiting for me. I never knew I had such a caring son." I smiled my smirkish smile at Silverstein. The last time I had seen him was when he was around a month. And now a random crazed red roan mare was showing up and calling him son. Now this really was precious.
!?! I gazed at the other two. Being to impatient to wait for the questioning or puzzled stares I opened my maw and let the lyrics flow. "My my such a pity. Old Amen has gone to his death and your left here trapped. But others who are smart enough to leave must be getting along, you see I have somewhere to be. i just thought I might stay for awhile. You know, to see how the show goes." My bitter and sarcasm of words flowed smoothly as if it was the only thing I knew.And to be true, it was. "Oh and I suppose I should add just one more thing. Cursing is Latoya."
Post is from a mare called Latoya
