OOC [18+] Conquer with Fire

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    Blackdoom59

    BATMAN!
    Well Dracula is from my country. Dosen't get any better than that.
     

    Andre Marek

    You can run, but you'll only die tired...
    yesterday was prbably one of the weirdest Canadian winter days I've ever seen. +9 degrees celcius and so foggy that I had to drive only 50km/h all the way to the city!
     

    Andre Marek

    You can run, but you'll only die tired...
    Well it wouldn't have been so weird if it hadn't been -30 the day before!
     

    Specter of Death

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    Ok. I will write a post for Varon right now, as I am on a computer. Then later tonight I will post Kira's CC. She will be taking VAron's position. Now, Varon needs to talk with a greybeard, or somebody about Braend 'On Dinok, and who he was. So who would that be directed at?
     

    Specter of Death

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    Well, it isn't the greatest post of all time. But it will do. I don't want to hold up the story much, and I hope to be able to post early tomorrow, if I get the answers to the questions I asked.
     

    Specter of Death

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    Kira Xalathiel
    A Shell of who she once was
    Basic Information
    Name: Akira Nataliel Xalathiel
    Alias: Sheik, Kira
    Age: 22
    Apparent Age: 20 - 21
    Birth Date: 23rd of Evening’s Star, 4E 179
    Birth Place: Cheydinhal, Cyrodiil
    Birth Sign: Lord
    Origin/Race: Nord Mother, Dark Elf Father (Takes After more of her Mother)
    Class: Initiate | Trainee (Check Notes)
    Gender: Female
    Laterality: Ambidextrous
    Sexuality: Straight
    Marital Status: Currently Single
    Properties: Small, Uncharted Cottage, in the forest southwest of Cheydinhal
    Affiliations: Cheydinhal Shops
    Alignment: Chaotic Un-biased (check notes)
    Afflictions: Vivid Flashbacks of her most haunting memory, as well as nightmares
    Religion: Atheist
    Patron Deity: N/A
    Habits: She openly studies books, and clues that she has
    Hobbies: Painting, Singing, Lute, Learning and Studying
    Family: Unknown

    Personality
    Her outer, happy, friendly and loyal personality is all a cover up. She is happy, but only as happy as her urges allow her to be. She is very loyal, but only loyal to those who are as equally disturbed. She can’t be loving, until her burden is gone. She sings songs of valor, and heroism, only to grasp onto the shell of who she was. Truly, she is thirsty. For blood and vengeance. Her thirst can become uncontrollable, but is unquenchable by normal death. She must kill those who took her. Those who took away who she was. The darkness has consumed her, and made her a dark person, cloaked in a disguise. Only few have seen the true happiness and love of her original self. Only those she has felt a connection with. And all of them, are long gone.
    Positive Traits: Seemingly Trusting, Tries to be happy (When not Dwelling on her Memories), Usually sings to uplift others (or herself?), and loves to make people smile
    Negative Traits: Very Controlled Temper, that can get out of hand; can be very naïve, and can stress herself out over small things
    Likes: Men, Food, Music, Art, Forging, Animals
    Dislikes: Pigs (selfish, disgusting men), Sexism, Stormcloaks, Ice Wraiths
    Fears: Having what happened to her Happen again
    Aspirations: To Kill those who ‘Killed’ Her
    Quirks: She can be Awkward, and sometimes makes conversations more awkward than anything else
    Philosophy: Cleanse the world of the Darkness that plagues it

    Skills
    [Level 81 Perks]
    Master:
    Smithing: Before her incident, she had never been interested in violence. But with the lack of her parent’s care, most of the city venders took kindly to her presence. One of which happened to be the blacksmith. He had thought of Kira as the daughter he had never had, and taught her everything he knew, and she learned more than he could ever teach. Kira has always loved her ability to create, and improve. And others have as well.
    Alchemy: As well as learning from a blacksmith, she had practiced and collected with an alchemist. She had taught Kira the ways of recognizing different alchemical properties and ingredients. And Kira knows a variety of different, potent combinations. Deadly, and beneficial.
    Enchanting: Though she never had a mentor in this craft, Kira had found it quite easy to enchant plenty of things. She has studied enough of the subject to be greater than any mere mage.
    Expert:
    Speech: Kira has always been a charming and beautiful woman. She can sing, and talk her way into almost anything, and though she doesn’t like to, she can ‘bribe’ her way into things.
    Lockpicking: Though, she doesn’t like to admit it, she is a thief. She had no way of gaining money, or any sort of home or place of rest. So she found herself breaking in to places, in order to steal, or even sleep for the night.
    Pickpocket: Along with her use of Lockpicking, she isn’t proud of her practice with picking pockets. She is skilled at getting through a potential subjects, for any sort of coin or valuable they have. Though she doesn’t like to so, she does steal from those who deserve it, or can afford it.
    Adept:
    Restoration: Though her extensive skills with potion and poison making are extensive, there are wounds that even some powerful potions and elixirs can’t heal. She would practice her limited skill of restoration magicka on others, in the temple near her home.
    One Handed: She had never practiced the skill of swordplay, until her incident. She has discovered an uncanny fascination with blades, and loves to practice her forms, and techniques. She wants to become a master of the sword.
    Sneak: She isn’t the smallest woman, but she is small enough to become unseen and anonymous. She finds it quite exciting to sneak into dangerous areas
    Apprentice:
    Destruction: She carries a rage that controls her flame magicka. She doesn’t know how to use or control it. And when it does come into action, it can or can’t be formidable.
    Archery: Along with her fascination with blades, she has another fascination with bows. She hasn’t quite practiced it as much as her blades, but she still wishes to master the skill. She just doesn’t know much about using bows.
    Light Armor: The little armor she wears requires limited skill to do so. She hasn’t really looked into attributes of different armors, she prefers light clothing, with slim armors, but doesn’t care for much else.
    Novice:
    Though she has never studied these other skills, or had any interest to, she fully respects their usefulness.

    Appearance
    Height: 5’6”
    Weight: 135
    BMI: 21.8
    Build: Skinny, Muscular, Beautiful
    Hair Length: A little below her shoulders
    Hair Color: Ebony-Very Dark Brown
    Facial Hair: N/A
    Eye Color: Teal-Green
    Skin Color: Relatively Tan
    Scars: Multiple Long Scars along her back, Burns on her Hands and Wrists, Rope Scars on her Wrists, and some other miscellaneous ones throughout her body
    Face: She is a very beautiful woman, by any standard
    Unique Features: N/A
    Tattoos: None at this Time
    Piercings: N/A


    Gear
    Armor: She wears a very simple weaved cuirass. She weaved I, and sewed it herself, making it look like a scaled chest piece. Under that, she wears all black trousers and shirt. Her wrists are covered in black leather bracers that turn into leather gloves over her hands. Her boots a matching black leather. Almost all of her gear is strongly enchanted towards magicka resistance. And on her back is a long black cloak that she wears during travel. The last bit that she wears is a matching ring and necklace. Both a darkened silver with sapphire. Not enchanted with anything, but the only remnants that she has of her family.
    Though it is incomplete, she is working on an actual set of armor that she hopes to complete one day. She has developed her own specialized metal that has the strength of ebony, the weight of air, and a color a brilliant dark blue. To accompany her armor, she has designed a very strong cloth that she has used for multiple things on her armor, from a belt, to a cloak. She calls this armor in progress Dravosbade.
    Weapons: Though she wishes for more, the only weapon that she carries is her sword. She created it from her dark metal, and calls it Lupin. It is decently long, and very sharp, as Kira has sharpened it every day she has had it. Though she has never enchanted the blade, it has a natural affinity to kill undead creatures much like the Dawn Breaker, with a fiery slash. She eventually plans to create another sword, matching Lupin, to increase her effectiveness. Though she doesn’t currently own one, Kira hopes to eventually learn what it means to use a bow, and craft one herself.
    Notes: She is known as a trainee class, because she is still learning what she needs to know, before she can start her personal mission of vengeance.
    Kira has the uncanny ability to learn and memories. She can master almost any skill if it suits her needs. And most books that she has read, she has memorized like a picture.
    Though she has never done so, she is fascinated with killing. Her scarred past has given her this unnatural curiosity.
    She has rules for thieving: They cannot be poor, they have to deserve it, and they must be able to afford it. She has never strayed from these rules, and has never been punished.

    History/Biography
    Childhood: Her parents died at a young age, of mysterious causes. So she was raised completely by the city of Cheydinhal. Everybody knew her, and loved her as their own. She was Cheydinhal’s child. The guards protected her, and the many venders raised her to be smart and wise. At a a young age, she picked up the skill of singing. She had a dream to be a bard, and would often sing in the inn, at Cheydinhal, to make the patrons happy.
    Along with her love of making people smile, she gained a curiosity for knowledge, and read a lot. Studied a lot. She learned enough to be smarter than an average man. She also started practicing with some of the vendors around town. Stitching and embroidering for the smith, picking alchemical ingredients for the Alchemist, collecting enchants and gems for the enchanter.
    Slowly she grew up to be the apprentices of all these vendors, learning from them every day. Taking on new skills, and hobbies that would come to help her later.
    Teenager: When she started to develop into a young woman, she became a Tavern Maiden at the inn. Singing, and waiting on the patrons. The regular patrons would call her Kira the Kind, as she knew everybody, and could always make people smile. But she would always correct them, her name was Akira, but nobody really cared. They would call her what they came to know her as, and she knew herself as just that. Kira.
    Though she was well loved in the city, she had no home, and no family. So she was sometimes forced to steal and sneak her way into people’s homes for food, gold or a warm place to stay. And often times, nobody really noticed the fact that she was nothing more than a homeless girl.
    As she grew, so did her urge to learn. She had read almost every book she could get her hands on, and mastered almost everything the Venders had taught her. So she developed her own skills, from things that she had read, or just thought up.
    Cheydinhal had never been a place of much violence, but when she lived there, the town was annually visited by a group of Rebels called the Skeevs. They were disgusting pigs, and thieves. They came to the town with a sense of entitlement, and took what they wanted. Though most of the town had developed an understanding with the group. As long as they didn’t do anything to them, they wouldn’t get hurt. But Kira wouldn’t stand for that.
    At one point, she had decided to stand up for herself, which wasn’t the best of decisions. These men reacted the only way they new how. Filthy violence. So they took Kira, into the forest, near the town. And did unspeakable things. This was the last time the Skeevs were seen. They were said to have disbanded years later. But no body knows for sure.
    Raped, beaten, and robbed of her innocence, and sense of morality and happiness. Kira returned to Cheydinhal in a blind depression.
    Adult: Over time she seemed to have coped to this happening. But on the inside, a darkness grew. One that she was aware of. It was eating who she was. She didn’t read anymore. No singing, unless it was something dark. And she started to have an unnatural fixation on swords. She would stand outside the forge for hours on end, just thrusting, and jabbing with daggers, knives, swords, spears, almost anything sharp.

    It was one day, when she decided to get vengeance, to cure her darkness, that she left her home. She left with no urge to return. Only an urge for blood. She wanted to find the men who took her life. And take theirs. But when she left, she put on a mask. To protect those around her, from her darkness, and her sorrow. A mask that allows her to be what she once was, or only a shell of who she was.
     

    Specter of Death

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    It is very likely that I will make little changes to Kira's CC in the Future. Just because I feel like I rushed this a little bit. I am very exhausted, and may or may not post her intro today. Odds are tomorrow.
     

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