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Post by wynter on Jan 31, 2008 22:32:40 GMT -5
Wynter is oriental in appearance,Her skin is a bit pale for her race but otherwise she is fairly attractive to look at.
Hair: very long ,straight and black with dark blue highlights
Eyes:Green
Body: 5'8 in height, very toned but does not have big muscles
If seen without sleeves she has a various tattoos on her upper body in the shou language (send me a tell if you speak it and i will tell you what they mean)her legs are long and well formed and she seems to move around swiftly and gracefully with ease.
She seems cold and merciless and her command of the common tongue is not good.
A red "T" is on her right hand it can been seen thru her gloves
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Post by wynter on Jan 31, 2008 22:44:55 GMT -5
She shuts and locks the door to her room after Alino leaves, thinking at least one of her allys thinks the same as she,
her mood goes dark as she thinks about what Lucius said and his sarcasm and wonders for a moment if she should add his heart to her collection.She walks over to her shrine and crystals and begins lighting incense,then sits down cross legged wondering for a moment what has happened to vrulo"why do i even miss the weak hearted fool" she sighs and starts to think about the past and what brought her to these lands........
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Post by wynter on Feb 1, 2008 0:49:55 GMT -5
The night is quiet and peaceful,The wind is gentle and still warm but you can feel the winter coming.
"Lin Lie(wynters real name)...out enjoying the night as usual I see " she turns around smiling and bows deeply "yes master " she says softly, glancing up at the night sky "You did very well in practice this day..not many students I have that are so skilled at such a young age" He looks her over as he speaks "but something troubles me..you seem to take to much pleasure in your opponents pain" he looks at her sternly "your fellow students are not your enemies.many of them refuse to even spar with you now" she frowns at his words"skilled with the fist you are but most battles can be simply avoided by using wisdom and Patience" he sighs "But wisdom comes with age and young you are..... and yes I to was young once and wanted to show the world my skills" he chuckles softly and pats her shoulder.She flinches at his touch and he nods knowingly"think on my words " he says as he walks away "yes master" she replies with a cold look and bows deeply"I will"
She stands and looks into the sky for a few more moments then turns around and begins walking across the grass ignoring the dark looks and whispers of her fellow students.She slides open her door and quickly walks into her room , looking around and making sure nothing is wrong, she slides her door closed, disrobes and puts on her silk night robes,blowing out the candle, she lays her head down and falls into a light troubled sleep.
She raises her head swiftly wondering why the night seems so bright then she hears the sounds of fighting ,jumping out of bed she runs to the door sliding it open swiftly ,fire and thick smoke light up the night, she sees many dark robed men running around and killing all that move.
Stepping out of her room, her silk robe blowing in the wind she quickly runs to the aid of a fellow student fighting two of the dark robes figures,coming up behind one she grabs his arm in mid swing and punches it at the elbow breaking it,a small smile comes to her face as she holds the arm and steps in behind the man kicking him in the back of the knee and swinging him against the wall she starts repeatedly kneeing the man in the back of the head until she hears the wall break and the mans last breathe leave his mouth.turning around she sees that she is to late to help her fellow student,she quickly runs in behind two more dark figures and silently kills them both before they even know she was there.
Looking around, the smoke stinging her eyes, she sees fighting still going on across the garden.Racing to the fight her heart beating like crazy, Three figures break from the circle forming around the last fight and start walking towards her,she looks them over. Bald men with pale skin and strange tattoos covering their faces she slows down and comes to a stop when she sees the smiles on their faces,"a pretty one here..you will scream for us wont you" the one in the middle says as she and the group close ranks.She smirks, quickly rushing the speaker and spits in his eyes,he raises his hands seeming not to have expected the move, her hand quickly strikes out grabbing his throat and ripping it out ,she smiles"a pity you will never scream again" she whispers.
As the man falls she tosses what she has of his throat at one of the opponents catching him in the face,he staggers back blinded by the blood as she kicks the third one in the groin ,grabs him by the hair and flips him on his back,smashing her foot down on his throat "hold" she hears yelled over the roar of the fires, looking up she sees a huge bald male his face covered in a scull tattoo walking towards her with the other dark figures following.He smiles lifting the head of her master into the air,she takes a defensive position glaring at the man.He tosses the head to the ground and throws back his head and laughs long and hard"such hatred I see in your eyes ,you are unlike these weaklings I believe" he says softly "I will have your heart "she screams and rushes the man,he hits her once in the chest with such speed she didn't even see the blow.Falling to her knees, unable to move, unable to breath she glares at him one final time before he kicks her in the head,she flies back her mind fading into darkness "take her alive" she hears before she passes out "I think she may prove useful".....
Her world goes black
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Post by wynter on Feb 1, 2008 0:54:09 GMT -5
//ooc to over the top? been like 15 years since i have written anything so any feedback would be greatly appreciated
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z1gg3h
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Post by z1gg3h on Feb 1, 2008 0:56:04 GMT -5
// Needs a little work on the grammar, maybe another space or two between the paragraphs to make it presentable. But it's good, I like it.
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Post by Panros on Feb 1, 2008 1:15:23 GMT -5
//Don't worry, I'll bring my grammar whore self to straighten that up in no time. I definitely get the feel of Wynter, and I easily understood it. That may be because I really know the character. Keep in mind that you should be writing for the reader who doesn't know jack squat about your characters. Bring your writing into Word and type it there. Save it, then get back to it a few hours later. That's when it comes out really pimp.
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Post by wynter on Feb 3, 2008 17:06:25 GMT -5
Shaking her head slightly as she rises, trying to forgot her dark memories.She licks her finger tips and puts out the incense.walks over to her dresser,sliding out of her silk robes on the way and neatly folding them and placing them on her bed as she passes.Pulling out a pitch black heavy robe she slides it over her head and grabs her bag of herbs and mushrooms and heads to the laboratory. The halls are dark and quite,the few torches along the wall giving off their feeble light.
Slowly she opens the door and pushes past one of the skeleton guards muttering about the need for such things.She takes a deep breathe and slowly walks to her work station,looking everything over,making sure nothing has been touched,she begins emptying her herb pouch.Placing a few of the herbs into a mortar she begins slowly grinding them,making sure not to grind to fast and produce to much heat and evaporating the oils from the herbs.
Looking over her various items as she grinds the herbs,she stops at one jar and smiles at the heart inside remembering the day she came across a Deva chained to a post ,oh how she beat that winged creature without mercy and finally when it couldn't beg any more or shed any more tears,*softly laughs*she remembers cutting out its heart while it still lived and showing it to her.
Sighing, her mind begins to wander back to the pain she had to endure at the hands of her new brothers.......
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Post by wynter on Mar 12, 2008 18:41:49 GMT -5
Drip….drip…she slowly shakes her head at the sound of the dripping liquid and thets out a soft grunt at the pain coursing thru her body, she slightly shivers and tries to open her eyes but they seem glued closed. She takes a deep breath and begins to gag from the stench of decay in the room.
“Finally awake I see” she hears a male softly speaking “good I had feared the master struck you too hard”. She feels a cold but soft hand grab her chin and turn her head from side to side “pretty one to for a human and quite skilled from what I hear, killed Leering with one move... quite impressive” The man releases her and she hears him walk away
“water’ she whispers thru cracked and bleeding lips ,the man laughs “thirsty are we” she hears the man walk close, he grabs her by the hair and tilts her head back and begins to pour a foul smelling liquid into her mouth. She spits the liquid up and receives two quick hits in the face.” Fool” the man screams “you will learn to drink this or you will die trying” he mutters walking away “It is the diluted poison of an asp snake, you will be made to drink and endure many poisons until the body is immune or you die” he says coldly.
She hears the man take a deep breath and then the crack of a whip, she screams out in pain but the whipping continues until the darkness takes her again. For many weeks she is forced to endure the beatings of whip and fist, the foul liquids forced down her throat or injected into her, the stench of death and the darkness.
The door slowly creaks open and she hears movement in the room, raising her head and gritting her teeth she prepares for the pain to come,” she still lives” she hears a rough male voice speak “yes master, she has died twice but our goddess has seen fit to give me the power to bring her back” she hears her torturer speak. She feels a cold rough hand slowly feel various parts of her body “no lasting marks you have done well” the rough voice says.” Yes master I healed any lasting marks before they could become scars”
“What is your name child” the rough voice asks “Lin Lie” she whispers
“Lin Lie” the man repeats and then pauses,” it means biting wind I believe master in the shou tongue” she hears her torturer say
“Well then...Child, you have lived thru and passed the trail of pain, we welcome you to our brotherhood” The rough voice speaks “clean and cloth her, then bring her to me”
“Yes master” she hears
The door shuts and she hears someone walking towards her, she feels a cold hand grab her head and she feels the blindfold being ripped off, she screams “the light” and quickly shuts her eyes for a moment, slowly opening her eyes the room and man slowly begin to focus, she looks the man over. Pointed ears she notices and almond shaped eyes” demon” she whispers, “no” the man laughs “ I am an Elf”
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