Post by Kono Slaker on Jan 3, 2007 23:00:35 GMT -5
Name: Syra Ietha (see-rha, I-E-tha)
Age: 95
Gender: Female
Hair// Eye color: Waist length raven black// Dark green
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 122
Town of Origin: Ellesmera
Weapon of Chocice: Sword (also carries a bow and a dagger)
Magic Experience: Quite Skilled
Languages: Human, Urgal
Description: Tall, skinny, and slightly musceled. High cheek bones and rounded chin. She looks 25 from her appearance and proper attitude, she has a small scar on her chin from falling out of a tree when she was younger.
Clothing: Syra wears light colored, form fitting dresses, some she made herself.
Dragon Name: Emarya
Dragon Gender: Female
Dragon Color: Red
Dragon Age: 16 years
Dragon Description: She is a small dragon, only about 7' tall and 16' long. She is very trustworthy and extremly protective but shy at times. Syra keeps Emarya well groomed and clean. She polishes her spikes and claws and washes her scales weekly.
Past: She lived in Ellesmera with her mother and father, she has no siblings. They weren't an important or powerful family and their house was near the outside of Ellesmera. They still live ther today.
Introduction: Syra leaned forward and looked over Emarya's shoulder to see the forest speeding along below them. Emarya tilted her wings and turned into a shawllow dive as they neared the familiar pattern of trees that marked Ellesmera.
As they neared the ground the dragon lifted her wings to slow down and pulled herself upright. She landed outside Ellesmera with a soft thump. Syra swung her legs over Emarya's side and slid to the ground.
That was fun, said Syra smiling we should go swimming in Rona lake more often.
It would, Emarya said yawning but it's much too far away
They walked side by side through the woods in silence. The mid-day sunlight shone through the leaves casting few shadows.
They came to a clearing and Syra stopped I'm going to practice, she said I'll meet you at dinner
All right, said Emarya turning just don't be late
I won't, see you.
She pulled her bow out of her quiver and knocked an arrow. She aimed at a knot in a nearby tree. She releases the arrow and it flew past the tree and fell to the ground. She frowned and knocked another arrow it too missed the target.
She shot arrow after arrow and finnaly one hit the knot. She collected her aroows and shot a few more times most hitting the knot in the tree. She put away her bow and drew her sword. The sword glinted blood red.
She moved through different positions and started to ward off invisible enimies. Then started to fight against a a sapling. When she was done there was a complicated series of slashes across the tree. The smiled to herself about how skilled she was becoming. And i never get to use it Syra thought to herself Why do I have to be stuck here all the time, doing nothing?
She began hacking at the sapling again. I should be out fighting with the Varden Before long the tree was reduced to a stump. She sheathed her sword and headed home.
(this application was accepted before the 3/3 rule)
Age: 95
Gender: Female
Hair// Eye color: Waist length raven black// Dark green
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 122
Town of Origin: Ellesmera
Weapon of Chocice: Sword (also carries a bow and a dagger)
Magic Experience: Quite Skilled
Languages: Human, Urgal
Description: Tall, skinny, and slightly musceled. High cheek bones and rounded chin. She looks 25 from her appearance and proper attitude, she has a small scar on her chin from falling out of a tree when she was younger.
Clothing: Syra wears light colored, form fitting dresses, some she made herself.
Dragon Name: Emarya
Dragon Gender: Female
Dragon Color: Red
Dragon Age: 16 years
Dragon Description: She is a small dragon, only about 7' tall and 16' long. She is very trustworthy and extremly protective but shy at times. Syra keeps Emarya well groomed and clean. She polishes her spikes and claws and washes her scales weekly.
Past: She lived in Ellesmera with her mother and father, she has no siblings. They weren't an important or powerful family and their house was near the outside of Ellesmera. They still live ther today.
Introduction: Syra leaned forward and looked over Emarya's shoulder to see the forest speeding along below them. Emarya tilted her wings and turned into a shawllow dive as they neared the familiar pattern of trees that marked Ellesmera.
As they neared the ground the dragon lifted her wings to slow down and pulled herself upright. She landed outside Ellesmera with a soft thump. Syra swung her legs over Emarya's side and slid to the ground.
That was fun, said Syra smiling we should go swimming in Rona lake more often.
It would, Emarya said yawning but it's much too far away
They walked side by side through the woods in silence. The mid-day sunlight shone through the leaves casting few shadows.
They came to a clearing and Syra stopped I'm going to practice, she said I'll meet you at dinner
All right, said Emarya turning just don't be late
I won't, see you.
She pulled her bow out of her quiver and knocked an arrow. She aimed at a knot in a nearby tree. She releases the arrow and it flew past the tree and fell to the ground. She frowned and knocked another arrow it too missed the target.
She shot arrow after arrow and finnaly one hit the knot. She collected her aroows and shot a few more times most hitting the knot in the tree. She put away her bow and drew her sword. The sword glinted blood red.
She moved through different positions and started to ward off invisible enimies. Then started to fight against a a sapling. When she was done there was a complicated series of slashes across the tree. The smiled to herself about how skilled she was becoming. And i never get to use it Syra thought to herself Why do I have to be stuck here all the time, doing nothing?
She began hacking at the sapling again. I should be out fighting with the Varden Before long the tree was reduced to a stump. She sheathed her sword and headed home.
(this application was accepted before the 3/3 rule)
