Post by Zaralyn Vestran on Feb 16, 2012 11:43:14 GMT -6
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GENERAL-
Name:[/b][/color] Zaralyn Vestran
Profession: None but does not mean she is not employed.
Alignment: Chaotic Good with Chaotic Neutral tendencies.
PHYSICAL-[/b]
Race: Dragon in humanoid form of her choice
Age: Appears to be mid 20s / Actual age: 2035 years
Sex: Female
Height: 5'9 in humanoid form/ 30 feet at the shoulder.
Weight: Appears to be 125lbs / 10 Tons
Hair Color: Depends on her humanoid form (See Profile Picture) / silver hued scales with white and red horizontal stripes in dragon form
Eye Color: Silvery blue in dragon form/ Storm Grey
Voice Description: Whenever she appears in humanoid form, which is the majority of the time, her voice comes across as lyrical with sultry undertones when she speaks. However when she is in dragon form, her voice carries an echo and the wisdom of the ages that weigh her tone down. Over two thousand years of life have aged her voice like a fine wine.
Clothing: When in a humanoid form, Zaralyn keeps her clothing simple like that of the elves that raised her. Most elves wear robes and tunics of fine fabrics that are layered in such a way that they create a colorful effects of flowers or flower like effect.
Build / Complexion: In humanoid form, Zaralyn creates the illusion of a extremely tall elf or an Irasa or a human depending upon what social interactions she is planning in the greater world of Solabren. Even though Zara can portray a nearly flawless image of any of the races that have been previously mentioned she cannot completely separate the dragon portions of herself; for instance her reptilian eyes where the pupils are split down the middle or fact that her skin always carries a very mild silver tone to it.
Physical Description: In a humanoid form Zara cuts a fine figure of a woman. Slender, tall and athletically muscular, she appears to be cut from the most ideal of molds no matter if she is an Elf, Human, Irasa, Dwarf, Ferdanie, or whatever else she could possibly think up to be. In nearly 200 centuries she has become nearly every race on Solabren, except for Xechotel. For some reason she is unable to create the proper second set of arms required for the race, however if no one is looking for the multiple arms and she can hide that fact beneath her robes she has played one... on occasion.
As a dragon, though she rarely shows anyone beyond her elven foster family what she really is, Zara stands thirty magnificent feet at the shoulder. Her scales shine like polished silver with thick bands of white and red that run vertically through each of her scales. The scales themselves flex with each muscle movement and every breath she takes. From tail to nose she reaches nearly sixty (60) feet in length. She only allows herself to this form when far away from civilization or if she needs to travel great distances off the beaten path.
MENTAL-
Likes:
Dislikes:
Strengths / Skills:
Weaknesses:
Fears:
Personality Description:
Many people, no matter what race they meet her as, remark on how nice Zara is. Generally good natured, she comes across as someone that anyone could get along with easily. Though there are times, even when among friends that she will seem more guarded than other times, like if she is drinking heavily or if she just had a romp in a bed roll. She learned at a young age that to survive one must adapt. Her personality, no matter what form she takes, she is a kind and often generous person. Even so, she has innate desires to hoard shiny objects like gems, coin and occasionally some really fine armor. No one but her knows where her lair is as she keeps with her dragon nature.
Throughout the long centuries, Zara has been driven by this urge to find others like herself. It has been an almost all consuming quest for her. On a whim she will take off on a travel looking for something she heard about in some tavern by some drunken sailor or she will explore forgotten ruins because she read somewhere that there was a trinket of particular interest there. In all honesty, she moves in which ever direction the wind is blowing.
HISTORICAL-[/b]
Place of Birth: Unknown, grew up in Irosan
Current Residence: Murtrone, Erando
Known Family:
Chosen Pantheon: Human
Preferred Deity: Resmartæ
Past History:
AoS 1975, Year of Broken Songs - As a young hatchling, Zara wandered away from the nest in which she had been laid. The other eggs had been smashed carelessly while her own egg strangely survived. For days after hatching she sent out clicks and rolling guttural calls for her mother to acknowledge her. Not wholly unprotected when the vandals came back, even as a newly hatched dragon, Zara caused a great deal of difficulty for those who tried to capture and or kill her. Eventually, using her underdeveloped breath weapon of super heated air, she caused several disabling leg injuries that afforded her time to escape.
AoS 1978, Year of Dark Lightening - Zara was caught in an elvish snared. Half mad with fear and attempting to gnaw through her own leg, a young elf girl approached her with a collection of snared rabbit and other forest creatures tossed over her shoulder. Curiously, the girl with the eyes the color of a summer sunset approached the creature she had accidentally trapped, avoiding the snapping jaws and thrashing tail of a two and a half foot wyrmling as she attempted to loosen the snare. After a moment of cowering once her leg was free, Zara approached the girl with a mixture of fear and curiosity. It wasn't long, after the girl spared a few of her catches that Zara happily followed the girl, who would later become her foster sister, to the elven village deep within the Irosan forest.
AoS 1985, Year of the Weeping Maiden - Zara, after spending several years hiding her true form in the shape as a slew of forest animals ranging from a squirrel to bob cat or a lynx, she made her first attempt at a humanoid race. It took several of trying and much encouragement from her foster family for Zara to take the form of a wood elf child. Each time she morphed her body she took one more step towards a sense of freedom she would never have known otherwise in her original dragon form. From that day in the heart of one of the harshest winters in even the wood elves could recollect, Zara found herself stepping into a whole new world and was embraced as a child of her caregivers: Eámanë, her husband and her newly found sister.
AoS 1992, Year of the Long Haired Star - Though appearing as though a elven young adult, Zara made her first venture into the world beyond the forest of Irosan. Curiosity got the better of her one day when she was following the trail of an unfamiliar animal while on a patrol with the young elves learning the ways of the rangers. During the night, she cut away from the group she was with while they slept and crept into the fields of grain that were just beyond the forest. The fields seemed to go on forever, or at least that is what she thought until she came upon a single building that was different than anything that she had ever seen with her elven brethren. Stone walls stood against the wind that came from the mountains beyond the Irosan, the roof of thatch reeds rustled slightly and smelled of slow decay to Zara as she got closer. The shutters had not been latched shut and gently waved back and forth in the breeze. There was a happy light from a cooking fire within and the sound of a female singing... Zara caught up in her curiosity nearly forgot herself as she watched this creature, looking much like an elf but not, as it cooked a meal did not hear the man and two children approach her from the direction of the barn. They were as startled as she when they began to shout. Zara, frightened and curious all at the same time fled on instinct. It was her first encounter with humans, a race to this very day still pique her curiosity.
AoS 2013 - Year of Endless Twilight - Though still considered a child, both in the eyes of the elves and as well as from what she understood about her dragon kin, Zara was introduced to what the elves considered her near constant nightmare: Human raids into the Irosan. Every hundred years or so, the humans from the near by kingdom would send out raiding parties and slavers into the forest looking for the last of the elves. Those that had managed to remain hidden since the time of the Age of Swords and Tears. The humans were more incline this time to slaughter the village that Zara had called home for thirty-five years of her life.
The trees seemed to scream as the fire arrows stuck into their bark. Their screams mingled with that of those cut down by both sword, axe and arrow. In the confusion, Zaralyn had been separated from her family as the elves fled into the surrounding woods. While the elves of the village melted into the trees and underbrush, Zara stayed fighting a fierce battle to protect two elves too young to fight back. Once her foe fell beneath the blade of her axe, she turned and gathered up the two small elves only to watch her father be cut down by two human knights. Unable to do anything for him, Zara fled the village as it smoldered and burned with the children in her arms. That autumn festival honoring those that had gone on to the Fields of Alurium (The elven place of final rest), took on a more sorrowful tone as the celebration of those who had either chose to go on through wasting and those who had their lives snuffed out like a candle in a violent wind. This was Zara's first experience with death and loss.
AoS 2075 - Year of the Goddess's Tears - Zara left the safety of the Wood Elf hamlet deep within the Irosan that she had known for nearly a century with a heavy heart and a look towards the future. A dragon-like need fell upon her as she moved through life there. The need to abscond with shiny valuables that were not hers. It was not her choice to leave the people who had become her family, however, her mother asked her to go before the elders could pass their judgement upon her for what they called stealing. Zara, with a heavy heart left her home for the world beyond during the night before the meeting of the Council of Elders to discuss her banishment.
AoS 2093 - Zara wandered the wider world like a wide eyed child for eighteen long years. She found in her elven form she was scorned and in some cases even set upon by armed men and women who had an intense hatred for the elves that bordered on irrational. However, after receiving so many beatings at the hands of a handful of armed mobs as she traveled around Zetomar and Aesterholm, Zara decided that a change was in order.
A human form that was pleasing to her own eye after spending so many years among them. In her new form Zara reinvented herself as a rogue scholar with an inclination towards magic. For many years, though her ability to use magic beyond her own shape shifting ability was limited to converting an apple to an orange for the amusement of others when she was short of cash in her travels, she started to discover more natural, if the could be called, innate abilities when she would find herself alone in the world beyond the cities and villages where she would not be spied upon if she changed into her natural form which she had found had grown quite substantially since she was a wyrmling. At 118 years old she now stood 5 foot at the shoulder, with a 13 foot wing span, while from nose to tip of the tail she was a respectable 14.5 feet. Even with the knowledge imparted upon her by her wood elf foster family about dragons, she knew that she was still a child in comparison to others that had come before her.
AoS 2158 - While adventuring around Aesterholm and finding herself bored with fighting those creatures surrounding the entrance into the Pit of Nargael Zara found herself drawn to the world below. At first, she ventured only a few hours below the surface fighting and exploring her way deeper and deeper. Within a few months, Zara found herself on the outskirts of a dark elf city. Hiding herself beneath the cowl of her cloak and keeping an ear open for the rough language of the dark elves. When she felt she was comfortable enough to spare herself the beating that surely would have come if she was discovered as an outsider. After three tries, Zara took a form of a young drow female.
At first, Zara found it difficult to find respectable work as she had done when she was able to take human form. The drow are a violent and suspicious people she was soon to discover with a matriarchal society. Even as a female without a house to call her own, she was still on the outside. Sticking to the two major bazaars of the city of Chezad Met'aste, she quickly grew nimble fingers and an eye for thievery. Working as a common pick pocket for several years, Zara made a decent living until she began to step on the toes of the local thieves guild; the Silver Hand.
After a few years of dodging the Silver Hand's assassins and other cut throats, the guild master, a Drow male by the name of Nym Aefin offered her a position within the guild. This opportunity opened to her, Zara quickly rose through the ranks of the guild working as a pick pocket and the brains behind some of the most elaborate illegal operations. When Nym Aefin was killed by a rival guild master, those members who had worked with Zara elevated her to the position of guild master only after six years of being with the guild. For the next 451 years, Zara unofficially ran the Silver Hand Guild, dodging and defying the attempts on her life until one day she up and decided she had had enough of Chezad Met'aste and began her trek back to the surface.
AoS 2609 - Zara resurfaced close to the coast of the Res - Khan after several hundred years adventuring below ground. Having had encountered the Irasa peoples it did not take much for her to slip into their population. After the constant intrigues and back biting of the Drow, Zara took her time with the easy going, fun loving and spirited peoples using the time to decompress from over four hundred years of trying to keep her life.
AoS 2659 - After about fifty years, Zara quietly slipped away from Ras-Khan to the Eire coast in an attempt to make her way back across the forest and across the mountains and desert of the Setani because she had a desire to return Irosan's forest. Crossing the forest found her
Site History:
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GENERAL-
Name:[/b][/color] Zaralyn Vestran
Profession: None but does not mean she is not employed.
Alignment: Chaotic Good with Chaotic Neutral tendencies.
PHYSICAL-[/b]
Race: Dragon in humanoid form of her choice
- Dragons were the first race to be created by a Godling in an attempt to replace the Elves, and were sired by Peliro himself. A strong, magical race, the dragons were more than a match for the Elves, and the two nearly destroyed each other within a matter of years until a truce was reach between them. With their allegiance, however, came consequences, and, just like the Elves, the dragons were nearly hunted into extinction as well. Now only a handful remain.
Pro's / Con's: Dragons have the unique ability to magically change from their draconic form into a sentient form of their choosing (See Body Shifting below). Just like the lesser Chitusian race, Dragon scales make an excellent armor, making them nearly impervious to damage in their draconic form. They must rely on more mortal forms of protection in their sentient forms, however. The greatest downfall of the dragon race is that many sentients still hunt them, viewing them as a sign of evil because of the menacing look of their draconic form, though their Body Shifting ability has allowed them to somewhat integrate unnoticed into society.
Age: Appears to be mid 20s / Actual age: 2035 years
Sex: Female
Height: 5'9 in humanoid form/ 30 feet at the shoulder.
Weight: Appears to be 125lbs / 10 Tons
Hair Color: Depends on her humanoid form (See Profile Picture) / silver hued scales with white and red horizontal stripes in dragon form
Eye Color: Silvery blue in dragon form/ Storm Grey
Voice Description: Whenever she appears in humanoid form, which is the majority of the time, her voice comes across as lyrical with sultry undertones when she speaks. However when she is in dragon form, her voice carries an echo and the wisdom of the ages that weigh her tone down. Over two thousand years of life have aged her voice like a fine wine.
Clothing: When in a humanoid form, Zaralyn keeps her clothing simple like that of the elves that raised her. Most elves wear robes and tunics of fine fabrics that are layered in such a way that they create a colorful effects of flowers or flower like effect.
Build / Complexion: In humanoid form, Zaralyn creates the illusion of a extremely tall elf or an Irasa or a human depending upon what social interactions she is planning in the greater world of Solabren. Even though Zara can portray a nearly flawless image of any of the races that have been previously mentioned she cannot completely separate the dragon portions of herself; for instance her reptilian eyes where the pupils are split down the middle or fact that her skin always carries a very mild silver tone to it.
Physical Description: In a humanoid form Zara cuts a fine figure of a woman. Slender, tall and athletically muscular, she appears to be cut from the most ideal of molds no matter if she is an Elf, Human, Irasa, Dwarf, Ferdanie, or whatever else she could possibly think up to be. In nearly 200 centuries she has become nearly every race on Solabren, except for Xechotel. For some reason she is unable to create the proper second set of arms required for the race, however if no one is looking for the multiple arms and she can hide that fact beneath her robes she has played one... on occasion.
As a dragon, though she rarely shows anyone beyond her elven foster family what she really is, Zara stands thirty magnificent feet at the shoulder. Her scales shine like polished silver with thick bands of white and red that run vertically through each of her scales. The scales themselves flex with each muscle movement and every breath she takes. From tail to nose she reaches nearly sixty (60) feet in length. She only allows herself to this form when far away from civilization or if she needs to travel great distances off the beaten path.
MENTAL-
Likes:
- Roasted fish
- Hunting
- Elvish music
- Dancing
- Bawdy drinking songs
- Flying
- Shiny objects
- Fresh cream and wild berries
- Ancient mysteries
- Old tomes
- Exploration
- Curious life in the greater world.
- Astronomy
- Drinking
- Dead languages
Dislikes:
- Pushy merchants
- Distrust among friends
- Having to hide who she really is
- Being one of the last of her kind
- Being hunted because she is a dragon
Strengths / Skills:
- Strong grasp of languages. Give her a few days to decipher a dialect and she will speak it fluently.
- Wisdom of several races plus her own experience. She draws upon both to guide her through whatever life throws at her.
- Her shape changing ability allows her to assimilate into a society with near flawless accuracy.
Weaknesses:
- Hates authority. Has been jailed on several occasions in response to sparking rebellions.
Fears:
- Being hunted
- Losing the only parents she has known to death by wasting away
- Being discovered by those who would use her for ill means.
- Being the only dragon left alive.
Personality Description:
Many people, no matter what race they meet her as, remark on how nice Zara is. Generally good natured, she comes across as someone that anyone could get along with easily. Though there are times, even when among friends that she will seem more guarded than other times, like if she is drinking heavily or if she just had a romp in a bed roll. She learned at a young age that to survive one must adapt. Her personality, no matter what form she takes, she is a kind and often generous person. Even so, she has innate desires to hoard shiny objects like gems, coin and occasionally some really fine armor. No one but her knows where her lair is as she keeps with her dragon nature.
Throughout the long centuries, Zara has been driven by this urge to find others like herself. It has been an almost all consuming quest for her. On a whim she will take off on a travel looking for something she heard about in some tavern by some drunken sailor or she will explore forgotten ruins because she read somewhere that there was a trinket of particular interest there. In all honesty, she moves in which ever direction the wind is blowing.
HISTORICAL-[/b]
Place of Birth: Unknown, grew up in Irosan
Current Residence: Murtrone, Erando
Known Family:
- Eámanë Nénharma - Foster Mother, Wood Elf
- Golradir Nénharma - Foster Father, Wood Elf -Deceased AoS 2013, the Year of Endless Twilight
- Lúthien Nénharma - Foster Sister - Wood Elf
Chosen Pantheon: Human
Preferred Deity: Resmartæ
Past History:
AoS 1975, Year of Broken Songs - As a young hatchling, Zara wandered away from the nest in which she had been laid. The other eggs had been smashed carelessly while her own egg strangely survived. For days after hatching she sent out clicks and rolling guttural calls for her mother to acknowledge her. Not wholly unprotected when the vandals came back, even as a newly hatched dragon, Zara caused a great deal of difficulty for those who tried to capture and or kill her. Eventually, using her underdeveloped breath weapon of super heated air, she caused several disabling leg injuries that afforded her time to escape.
AoS 1978, Year of Dark Lightening - Zara was caught in an elvish snared. Half mad with fear and attempting to gnaw through her own leg, a young elf girl approached her with a collection of snared rabbit and other forest creatures tossed over her shoulder. Curiously, the girl with the eyes the color of a summer sunset approached the creature she had accidentally trapped, avoiding the snapping jaws and thrashing tail of a two and a half foot wyrmling as she attempted to loosen the snare. After a moment of cowering once her leg was free, Zara approached the girl with a mixture of fear and curiosity. It wasn't long, after the girl spared a few of her catches that Zara happily followed the girl, who would later become her foster sister, to the elven village deep within the Irosan forest.
AoS 1985, Year of the Weeping Maiden - Zara, after spending several years hiding her true form in the shape as a slew of forest animals ranging from a squirrel to bob cat or a lynx, she made her first attempt at a humanoid race. It took several of trying and much encouragement from her foster family for Zara to take the form of a wood elf child. Each time she morphed her body she took one more step towards a sense of freedom she would never have known otherwise in her original dragon form. From that day in the heart of one of the harshest winters in even the wood elves could recollect, Zara found herself stepping into a whole new world and was embraced as a child of her caregivers: Eámanë, her husband and her newly found sister.
AoS 1992, Year of the Long Haired Star - Though appearing as though a elven young adult, Zara made her first venture into the world beyond the forest of Irosan. Curiosity got the better of her one day when she was following the trail of an unfamiliar animal while on a patrol with the young elves learning the ways of the rangers. During the night, she cut away from the group she was with while they slept and crept into the fields of grain that were just beyond the forest. The fields seemed to go on forever, or at least that is what she thought until she came upon a single building that was different than anything that she had ever seen with her elven brethren. Stone walls stood against the wind that came from the mountains beyond the Irosan, the roof of thatch reeds rustled slightly and smelled of slow decay to Zara as she got closer. The shutters had not been latched shut and gently waved back and forth in the breeze. There was a happy light from a cooking fire within and the sound of a female singing... Zara caught up in her curiosity nearly forgot herself as she watched this creature, looking much like an elf but not, as it cooked a meal did not hear the man and two children approach her from the direction of the barn. They were as startled as she when they began to shout. Zara, frightened and curious all at the same time fled on instinct. It was her first encounter with humans, a race to this very day still pique her curiosity.
AoS 2013 - Year of Endless Twilight - Though still considered a child, both in the eyes of the elves and as well as from what she understood about her dragon kin, Zara was introduced to what the elves considered her near constant nightmare: Human raids into the Irosan. Every hundred years or so, the humans from the near by kingdom would send out raiding parties and slavers into the forest looking for the last of the elves. Those that had managed to remain hidden since the time of the Age of Swords and Tears. The humans were more incline this time to slaughter the village that Zara had called home for thirty-five years of her life.
The trees seemed to scream as the fire arrows stuck into their bark. Their screams mingled with that of those cut down by both sword, axe and arrow. In the confusion, Zaralyn had been separated from her family as the elves fled into the surrounding woods. While the elves of the village melted into the trees and underbrush, Zara stayed fighting a fierce battle to protect two elves too young to fight back. Once her foe fell beneath the blade of her axe, she turned and gathered up the two small elves only to watch her father be cut down by two human knights. Unable to do anything for him, Zara fled the village as it smoldered and burned with the children in her arms. That autumn festival honoring those that had gone on to the Fields of Alurium (The elven place of final rest), took on a more sorrowful tone as the celebration of those who had either chose to go on through wasting and those who had their lives snuffed out like a candle in a violent wind. This was Zara's first experience with death and loss.
AoS 2075 - Year of the Goddess's Tears - Zara left the safety of the Wood Elf hamlet deep within the Irosan that she had known for nearly a century with a heavy heart and a look towards the future. A dragon-like need fell upon her as she moved through life there. The need to abscond with shiny valuables that were not hers. It was not her choice to leave the people who had become her family, however, her mother asked her to go before the elders could pass their judgement upon her for what they called stealing. Zara, with a heavy heart left her home for the world beyond during the night before the meeting of the Council of Elders to discuss her banishment.
AoS 2093 - Zara wandered the wider world like a wide eyed child for eighteen long years. She found in her elven form she was scorned and in some cases even set upon by armed men and women who had an intense hatred for the elves that bordered on irrational. However, after receiving so many beatings at the hands of a handful of armed mobs as she traveled around Zetomar and Aesterholm, Zara decided that a change was in order.
A human form that was pleasing to her own eye after spending so many years among them. In her new form Zara reinvented herself as a rogue scholar with an inclination towards magic. For many years, though her ability to use magic beyond her own shape shifting ability was limited to converting an apple to an orange for the amusement of others when she was short of cash in her travels, she started to discover more natural, if the could be called, innate abilities when she would find herself alone in the world beyond the cities and villages where she would not be spied upon if she changed into her natural form which she had found had grown quite substantially since she was a wyrmling. At 118 years old she now stood 5 foot at the shoulder, with a 13 foot wing span, while from nose to tip of the tail she was a respectable 14.5 feet. Even with the knowledge imparted upon her by her wood elf foster family about dragons, she knew that she was still a child in comparison to others that had come before her.
AoS 2158 - While adventuring around Aesterholm and finding herself bored with fighting those creatures surrounding the entrance into the Pit of Nargael Zara found herself drawn to the world below. At first, she ventured only a few hours below the surface fighting and exploring her way deeper and deeper. Within a few months, Zara found herself on the outskirts of a dark elf city. Hiding herself beneath the cowl of her cloak and keeping an ear open for the rough language of the dark elves. When she felt she was comfortable enough to spare herself the beating that surely would have come if she was discovered as an outsider. After three tries, Zara took a form of a young drow female.
At first, Zara found it difficult to find respectable work as she had done when she was able to take human form. The drow are a violent and suspicious people she was soon to discover with a matriarchal society. Even as a female without a house to call her own, she was still on the outside. Sticking to the two major bazaars of the city of Chezad Met'aste, she quickly grew nimble fingers and an eye for thievery. Working as a common pick pocket for several years, Zara made a decent living until she began to step on the toes of the local thieves guild; the Silver Hand.
After a few years of dodging the Silver Hand's assassins and other cut throats, the guild master, a Drow male by the name of Nym Aefin offered her a position within the guild. This opportunity opened to her, Zara quickly rose through the ranks of the guild working as a pick pocket and the brains behind some of the most elaborate illegal operations. When Nym Aefin was killed by a rival guild master, those members who had worked with Zara elevated her to the position of guild master only after six years of being with the guild. For the next 451 years, Zara unofficially ran the Silver Hand Guild, dodging and defying the attempts on her life until one day she up and decided she had had enough of Chezad Met'aste and began her trek back to the surface.
AoS 2609 - Zara resurfaced close to the coast of the Res - Khan after several hundred years adventuring below ground. Having had encountered the Irasa peoples it did not take much for her to slip into their population. After the constant intrigues and back biting of the Drow, Zara took her time with the easy going, fun loving and spirited peoples using the time to decompress from over four hundred years of trying to keep her life.
AoS 2659 - After about fifty years, Zara quietly slipped away from Ras-Khan to the Eire coast in an attempt to make her way back across the forest and across the mountains and desert of the Setani because she had a desire to return Irosan's forest. Crossing the forest found her
Site History:
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