Post by Ethalina Elros on Feb 20, 2012 21:41:55 GMT -5
Grey Ships Pass
[/font]Lay Down your sweet and weary head[/font]
x"And love was still lord of all."
Name: Ethalina Elros
Age: 18
Race: Human
Alliance: Neutral
Night has fallen you have come to Journey's end[/font]
History: Ethalina's parents where nothing even close to a love match. Their parents grew tired of their feud and set the two up to marry out of friendship to one another. The first child who came along was Zerameth. The darling daughter that was spoiled and given everything she desired. Only a year later another child was born. Ethalina. Sadly a year after the young girl was born the mother died of an unknown illness. Though her father cared naught that the woman he hated was dead he delt all of his love and attention on his first born daughter. He could find nothing wrong with the girl. But soon after he was forced to hire a nanny who could look after both girls for he had a life of his own and a job he had to do. Her father is a blacksmith, so he could not put all of his attention to his daughter like he wanted to.
Year upon year past and both young girls grew of age where they could marry. Zerameth, having grown into a spoiled child demanded only the best and though she was pursued by many elligable men she could not find one that would fit her standards. Not one of them caught her interest. She grew bored with men easily and tossed them asside after they had bought her gifts and she got all that she could out of them. In the year of Ethalina's sixteenth birthday she found a man who not only persued her sister but herself as well. The young man could not seem to deside of which sister he found more beautiful. In a jealous rage, Zerameth after seeing that Ethalina was falling in love with the young man slept with him. Soon after the suit with which he had been persueing Ethalina quickly ended. Breaking the heart of the young girl. When Ethalina confronted him asking if she had done something wrong his only reply was a slap to the face and the calling her of a whore.
Poor Ethalina grew warry of people after loosing her heart to a man who's now only interest was her sister. Falling out of love for the young sixteen year old girl was much harder than falling in love. Ethalina still hoped that the man would see that she was just as good as her sister. She did not demand attention or gifts only love. That was the one thing that Ethalina wanted most in her life. To be loved. Though she didn't end up as her sister did people where drawn to Ethalina because of her kindness. Because of the way she was different. Yet others comparred her to her sister. It broke the poor girls heart to be comparred to the sister who's only pleasure was to make others miserable.
When her father discovered of Zerameth's wanton ways he demanded that she marry the man whom Ethalina loved. Zerameth took great pleasure in the hurt in Ethalina's eyes the day that the two of them married. That night as Ethalina returned to her home on the outskirts of the city she was attacked and accousted by a very drunken brother in law. The man whom she had loved beat and raped her. When he realized what he had done he took the girl from the city and dumped her in a glade in the woods where she was found by a Sorceress named Alys. Alys taking pity on the young girl nursed the dieing girl and gave her back her life. But the damage had been done. Ethalina was never the same after that night. After another year passed by the young girl took a job for she never wanted to marry for with the change in Ethalina came the fear that would stay with her for the rest of her life. A fear of all things male. She took a job and now has her own home out in the surrounding Villiage of Minas Tirith.
Appearance: Eyes of the purest blue is the first thing you will notice of this young woman. Though her exotic tan is the next thing to come. Most women stay indoors and are not as deeply tanned as this young woman. Though it is quite apparent that she is a beauty she is for the most part comparred to her elder sister Zerameth. Though Ethalina is a beautiful girl most people say she is lost in comparrison to the angelic features of her elder sister. Her short five foot two frame is mirrored by her lithe weight of only one hundred pounds. Her hair cascades in light audurn curls that reach the center of her back. Her delicate waist flares into full hips. Her hands delicate appendages which would seem more suited to a musician instead of a regular bar maid. Full luscious lips the color of roses. A natural blush addorns her cheeks with a delicate hue giving her an air of a blushing maiden all of the time. When she smiles dimples can be seen in both of her cheeks though that is only if you are lucky enough to see the smile. And if it is full you shall see straight white teeth not utterly perfect but close enough that you could not see any flaw to them. Her face for the most part is blemish free except for a simple scar that runs across the left side of her chin down her throat. Though it is easily over-looked because the line is so thin. If you look even closer you will see the constant fear in her eyes and a slight trembling in her delicate hands.
Weapons: N/A
Grey ships pass into the west[/font]
Role Play Sample:
Alone, Kat should be used to being alone but she never would get used to the feeling of not being wanted. That was all the little hybrid girl really wanted but she wouldn't say anything. It was only recently that she had returned from her escapades in Russia. She had left when her parents split, but she had become homesick after a year away. She felt saddened by the fact she hadn't been missed. By her father, or brother. Cross had a new child whom he had adopted to put his affection in, while she was his first born child and his little girl. He had used to call her his kitten but now he rarely even looked at her, she was the spitting image of her father with her dyed black hair and heavy makeup. Kat loved to cover her pain in make up and hair dye, and recently she had gotten her first tattoo. A normal human's tattoo would have taken a couple weeks to heal, while hers had been healed in a couple of days. Katherine Cross brushed her hair behind her ear as she sat on the swing and pushed herself with one foot. She had her headphones in and was listening to Lips of an Angel by Hinder, so at first she didn't notice the approaching kids she went to high school with.
It wasn't until she was pushed off the swing and landed on her chest that she knew they where there. She sighed and took her headphones out and then glared up at them. "Where's your faggot brother?" One of them asked and then one of the girls giggled. "She's such a little dyke!" The girl sneered and Kat's eyes narrowed. She was in no way masculine, but she wasn't as curvy as the other girls in school. Kat had gotten her fathers body, and very few of her mothers curves, it hadn't bothered her until she started getting teased and being called a lesbian all the time. Which was entirely untrue, and she didn't understand why these rumors had gotten started. But it didn't matter did it? Just because her brother and she had a different way of dressing instead of going with the preppy bullshit. If Kat went a little lighter on the makeup she would fit in just fine. But when try to fit in when you where born to stand out? Kat got to her feet and the girl moved to push her down again, but this time Kat was prepared and she didn't budge. Kat was ten times stronger than the human who was trying to overpower her. "God your such a freak!" The girl said to reinstate her authority, or attempted authority over Kat.
But Kat wasn't listening, at least not to their voices. No, she was listening to their heartbeats and how satisfying it would be to rip their throats out and listen to that heart stop beating. They deserved to die, especially for the quip about her brother when it was well known that her brother liked girls and not boys, just because of the way he dressed. Kat had been treated with respect while she had been in Russia, but that might have been because she was sleeping with a very powerful vampire who seemed to call the shots out there. But Kat had her own power and influence out there, which was a big deal to her. She had gotten used to being a big shot and so it had angered him when a few weeks ago she had gotten back and she was thrown into this shit hole called high school. She wished her father would just let her drop out but she wasn't a quitter. Plus she was a Cross, they didn't quit. Ever. It just wasn't in her blood, even her uncle Ian lived by that and she would not be the first to slander the Cross name, at least not in words. She would happily slander it in blood. Which is what she wanted to do, she wanted to paint her room in these kids blood but she restrained herself because they where in a somewhat public area even though it was going to get dark in a few hours which meant she would have to wait.
While Kat was away in her thoughts the girl took advantage and pushed her into one of the guys who took her necklace in his hand and then gave a tug and broke it from her neck. "No!" She screamed and then in the blink of an eye she had her hood pulled up over her head to protect herself. That necklace was the only thing that stopped her from burning in the sun, which was what was happening to her hands as they where already starting to turn red and irritated. She would burn more slowly thanks to her human blood but because of that it would also be much more painful. "Give me my necklace back!" She said and tried to snatch it from his hand but he held it over her head, and seeing as he was over a foot taller than she there was no way she could get to it without an inhuman jump. She was going to turn to ash in front of these people and no one would even notice she was gone. She couldn't stay in the sun, she refused to die so she left without her necklace and she ran to the shade of the tree's. By the time she found a tree big enough her hands where shaking and she gritted her teeth in pain as smoke rose from her skin. She'd have to wait here for the sun to set and then she would be able to get home. Hopefully her dad would be able to get her a new amulet. Or maybe her luck had just run out.
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