Post by Pseudonym on Jun 27, 2009 2:30:41 GMT -5
"I hope that I'm doing this right... I often get overeager and do too much to start but I believe the fallen angels are first come first serve, right...?" Nervous.
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Name: Yisiil
Age: He appears to be mid-twenties, but he lost count of the actual value quite a while ago.
Gender: Male
Species: Fallen Angel (Death)
Appearance: [Picture pending...Since I draw slow. >__>]
As is to be expected of his kind, Yisiil stands taller than most and has a strange handsomeness about him. Often traveling, he has little time to manage his appearance and therefore ties his black hair back to keep it out of the way, though most of it refuses to obey and falls forward around his face. His eyes are a grey-blue shade, and he has two circles painted at the corner of his eyes in a dark red (when questioned he says they have a certain meaning to him and leaves it at that).
However, after quite a while away from his roots, he has picked up some offsets to his racial beauty. Long stretches without sleep have given him rather permanent dark marks under his eyes, and close interaction with the dead have given them a rather hollow and glazed look. His status and his wanderings have given him a weary posture, and his emotions, when he bothers to show them, are superficial and stilted. He keeps active enough to keep from appearing lanky, but it’s the bare minimum for looking mildly healthy and still being able to wield a weapon.
As for clothing, he prefers loose outfits that are easy to move around in. As long as it’s comfortable, he’ll wear it, and his choices tend to be quite plain. The colors he wears rarely change from black or grey, though occasionally he’ll strike out and pick an earthy color like brown or green.
Job/Occupation:
As Yisiil has difficulties choosing a ‘normal’ life, he picks up odd jobs where possible. His record of a steady job since his fall is a week and a half, making assorted pastries.
Strength: 15
Weapons:
His only weapon consists of a summoned scythe, sealed in a black tattoo that winds up his wrist because he didn’t want to tote the thing around or be seen doing so. While the scythe is recognizable as an angel’s weapon, it was a spell bonded to his own form that could not be taken away as his wings were. The weapon itself is large and bulky, but training has given Yisiil a grace in wielding it that surprises most. The blade is dull grey, while the handle is black and wrapped to provide a better grip.
Biological Environment:
Yisiil owns a small cabin of sorts on the shores of a small lake somewhere in a small forest, though he rarely returns to it except to drop off artifacts of interest or replace a tattered outfit. Every other moment he is throwing himself into some new occupation, traveling about at random. Each new job pays for his lodgings in whichever area he has chosen to live for the moment, and when traveling he has no qualms about staying outside. However, sleep is rare for him as he prefers to research and generally be active during night hours. It’s only his jobs that keep him up during the day.
He will eat any food provided for him, though he does register the taste and therefore has no preference for anything particular. Since eating is not a pleasure, he’ll often forget to do so.
Weakness:
His back is his greatest physical weakness, for the scars of his torn wings still cause great pain. It’s something that he guards fiercely but makes effort to keep subtle because it could make him quite vulnerable. Also, as someone who has become accustomed to a nocturnal lifestyle, his activity in the day is quite limited. As he is quite the workaholic, he goes through many periods where lack of any nourishment and occasional sleep render him helpless. Any other fighting style than his standard weapon tends to be lacking, though he has adapted to most opponents and can just be considered average in those areas.
Powers/talents:
Yisiil is essentially undetectable at night and in his element, namely out for someone’s life. He is a master of assassination, stealing away lives either by blade or by persuasion. His form of healing is mercy through release; he is able to sever souls completely from their forms. While this was initially his task as guidance of the dead, he can sacrifice his own stamina to steal remaining life and power from those who were meant to live as well as higher beings, including angels.
Anything else: "That’s it, considering I rambled enough… >_> I apologize if it’s far too long."
Note from Mera: I give this one 15 strength simply because he's an angel of death.
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Name: Yisiil
Age: He appears to be mid-twenties, but he lost count of the actual value quite a while ago.
Gender: Male
Species: Fallen Angel (Death)
Appearance: [Picture pending...Since I draw slow. >__>]
As is to be expected of his kind, Yisiil stands taller than most and has a strange handsomeness about him. Often traveling, he has little time to manage his appearance and therefore ties his black hair back to keep it out of the way, though most of it refuses to obey and falls forward around his face. His eyes are a grey-blue shade, and he has two circles painted at the corner of his eyes in a dark red (when questioned he says they have a certain meaning to him and leaves it at that).
However, after quite a while away from his roots, he has picked up some offsets to his racial beauty. Long stretches without sleep have given him rather permanent dark marks under his eyes, and close interaction with the dead have given them a rather hollow and glazed look. His status and his wanderings have given him a weary posture, and his emotions, when he bothers to show them, are superficial and stilted. He keeps active enough to keep from appearing lanky, but it’s the bare minimum for looking mildly healthy and still being able to wield a weapon.
As for clothing, he prefers loose outfits that are easy to move around in. As long as it’s comfortable, he’ll wear it, and his choices tend to be quite plain. The colors he wears rarely change from black or grey, though occasionally he’ll strike out and pick an earthy color like brown or green.
Job/Occupation:
As Yisiil has difficulties choosing a ‘normal’ life, he picks up odd jobs where possible. His record of a steady job since his fall is a week and a half, making assorted pastries.
Strength: 15
Weapons:
His only weapon consists of a summoned scythe, sealed in a black tattoo that winds up his wrist because he didn’t want to tote the thing around or be seen doing so. While the scythe is recognizable as an angel’s weapon, it was a spell bonded to his own form that could not be taken away as his wings were. The weapon itself is large and bulky, but training has given Yisiil a grace in wielding it that surprises most. The blade is dull grey, while the handle is black and wrapped to provide a better grip.
Biological Environment:
Yisiil owns a small cabin of sorts on the shores of a small lake somewhere in a small forest, though he rarely returns to it except to drop off artifacts of interest or replace a tattered outfit. Every other moment he is throwing himself into some new occupation, traveling about at random. Each new job pays for his lodgings in whichever area he has chosen to live for the moment, and when traveling he has no qualms about staying outside. However, sleep is rare for him as he prefers to research and generally be active during night hours. It’s only his jobs that keep him up during the day.
He will eat any food provided for him, though he does register the taste and therefore has no preference for anything particular. Since eating is not a pleasure, he’ll often forget to do so.
Weakness:
His back is his greatest physical weakness, for the scars of his torn wings still cause great pain. It’s something that he guards fiercely but makes effort to keep subtle because it could make him quite vulnerable. Also, as someone who has become accustomed to a nocturnal lifestyle, his activity in the day is quite limited. As he is quite the workaholic, he goes through many periods where lack of any nourishment and occasional sleep render him helpless. Any other fighting style than his standard weapon tends to be lacking, though he has adapted to most opponents and can just be considered average in those areas.
Powers/talents:
Yisiil is essentially undetectable at night and in his element, namely out for someone’s life. He is a master of assassination, stealing away lives either by blade or by persuasion. His form of healing is mercy through release; he is able to sever souls completely from their forms. While this was initially his task as guidance of the dead, he can sacrifice his own stamina to steal remaining life and power from those who were meant to live as well as higher beings, including angels.
Anything else: "That’s it, considering I rambled enough… >_> I apologize if it’s far too long."
Note from Mera: I give this one 15 strength simply because he's an angel of death.
