Daryl Dixon
Absentee
Reposting the CC, hope all of it shows. I have more to add to fill in blanks, like on the tribe ect. But you get most of the character here, just not all of her past. I'll edit it, though. Does it show all the way down to colour claim?
Name: Eve
Race: High Elf
Gender: Female
Age: 197
Laterality: Ambidextrous
Marital Status: Single
Religion:
Past Allegiances:
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Class: Barbarian
Appearance: Its sad to say but this is the least sexualized elf that I could find that suited what I had in mind. Her face is not as clean and pure, but its the same face. The hair is dirtier, but the same length. Ignore the clothes and what is on her face.
Her hair is a vibrant bright blonde and it falls down to her back. Her Elvish ears are visible at most times, she prefers to keep her hair behind them lest she hinder her hearing. Her face has the smooth soft features of an elf, but her expressions show the ruggedness of a Nord.
Armour: Eve wears an armour made of leather, she has used a variety of armours such as Steel, Iron and Fur. She uses leather armour now.
Weapons: She wields a bow on her back and two axes by her sides, the axes are made of steel and the bow of wood.
Personality: Eve is a strong minded woman and while she isn't completely selfish, she will not help you if she believes it will get her injured or worse. Confident in her abilities and aware of her limitations is one of the sole reasons she is alive today.
Ruthless in her punishments and quick to judge, she is a difficult person to get along with. She can be easily manipulated if you don't try to fight her on something but you convince her she is benefiting, but a rare few now how to do this with her.
Fears: Not having control of her own fate.
Ambitions: To survive this crisis.
Biography: Eve was raised in the wilds of Skyrim, taught to avoid or hunt humanoids who were not one of their tribe members. She was raised by her father, he taught her to hunt and to survive.
In truth, he was an axe bearing Nord man who was younger than she was. His name, Gregory. He was getting on in his fifties when he was slain, considered a very old age for someone who was living his lifestyle.
This Nord continued raising her after his own mother had taken Eve in. This woman was the daughter of a Stormcloak soldier. She was proficient with one handed and duel wielding combat, something her father taught her and she had passed on to her son and the son had passed on to Eve.
Eve had a sister. The true born daughter of the Nordic man, Gregory. Eve's sister Margret taught her the common tongue, after so long of Eve only knowing their 'tribal' language. Eve named herself after she formed a basic vocabulary, the 'v' sound was the hardest one for her to learn and so it stood as a symbol of how far she had come. How she had overtaken the challenge of that sound, as silly as it was it is all she could think of. She was very proud.
She still has trouble with the v sounds, unless she talks slow and calm. Although she is not a genius she is far from stupid, but with her limited vocabulary this is how she may come across. Without knowing she can state obvious things unnecessarily, making herself seem like a halfwit.
Her tribe consisted of Nords, she had always wondered why she was different and she was never told, but she didn't sulk about it. She was told the story of how the tribe formed, the tribes history and how that it was the only place she could go and be safe from the wrath of the Drakani. The closest translation her sister knew for this was 'monster'.
The Tribe was that of the Morakah.
Colour Claim: White
Name: Eve
Race: High Elf
Gender: Female
Age: 197
Laterality: Ambidextrous
Marital Status: Single
Religion:
Past Allegiances:
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Class: Barbarian
Appearance: Its sad to say but this is the least sexualized elf that I could find that suited what I had in mind. Her face is not as clean and pure, but its the same face. The hair is dirtier, but the same length. Ignore the clothes and what is on her face.
Her hair is a vibrant bright blonde and it falls down to her back. Her Elvish ears are visible at most times, she prefers to keep her hair behind them lest she hinder her hearing. Her face has the smooth soft features of an elf, but her expressions show the ruggedness of a Nord.
Armour: Eve wears an armour made of leather, she has used a variety of armours such as Steel, Iron and Fur. She uses leather armour now.
Weapons: She wields a bow on her back and two axes by her sides, the axes are made of steel and the bow of wood.
Personality: Eve is a strong minded woman and while she isn't completely selfish, she will not help you if she believes it will get her injured or worse. Confident in her abilities and aware of her limitations is one of the sole reasons she is alive today.
Ruthless in her punishments and quick to judge, she is a difficult person to get along with. She can be easily manipulated if you don't try to fight her on something but you convince her she is benefiting, but a rare few now how to do this with her.
Fears: Not having control of her own fate.
Ambitions: To survive this crisis.
Biography: Eve was raised in the wilds of Skyrim, taught to avoid or hunt humanoids who were not one of their tribe members. She was raised by her father, he taught her to hunt and to survive.
In truth, he was an axe bearing Nord man who was younger than she was. His name, Gregory. He was getting on in his fifties when he was slain, considered a very old age for someone who was living his lifestyle.
This Nord continued raising her after his own mother had taken Eve in. This woman was the daughter of a Stormcloak soldier. She was proficient with one handed and duel wielding combat, something her father taught her and she had passed on to her son and the son had passed on to Eve.
Eve had a sister. The true born daughter of the Nordic man, Gregory. Eve's sister Margret taught her the common tongue, after so long of Eve only knowing their 'tribal' language. Eve named herself after she formed a basic vocabulary, the 'v' sound was the hardest one for her to learn and so it stood as a symbol of how far she had come. How she had overtaken the challenge of that sound, as silly as it was it is all she could think of. She was very proud.
She still has trouble with the v sounds, unless she talks slow and calm. Although she is not a genius she is far from stupid, but with her limited vocabulary this is how she may come across. Without knowing she can state obvious things unnecessarily, making herself seem like a halfwit.
Her tribe consisted of Nords, she had always wondered why she was different and she was never told, but she didn't sulk about it. She was told the story of how the tribe formed, the tribes history and how that it was the only place she could go and be safe from the wrath of the Drakani. The closest translation her sister knew for this was 'monster'.
The Tribe was that of the Morakah.
Colour Claim: White
