Post by Natayla Kingsley on Sept 20, 2012 4:38:31 GMT -5
GENERAL
Race: Human
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Birthplace: Tower of Magi, Lake Calenhad
Residence: Denerim
Affiliation: Grey Wardens
Occupation: Gnawed Noble Inn
Religion: Andrastian
COMBAT
Class: Rogue
Character Stats:
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 2
Willpower:
Magic:
Cunning: 2
Spells: --
Gear: Natayla wears a simple leather armor set, but when she is just around the city, she wears her traveling garb. Her weapons consist of two simple daggers, nothing special.
CHARACTERISTICS
Appearance: Natayla stands a mere five foot six inches from the dirt under her feet. She has deep brown eyes and long brown hair. She is a very fair woman for one raised by the Chantry and leaving to be on her own when she was sixteen. She wears simple garb, nothing fancy by any means.
HISTORY
The wind could be heard whipping around the Tower of Magi. The whistle of the wind was more powerful than that of the mother’s scream. Inside the rather large tower in the lake, surrounded by Templars and nurses, a child was given life, Natayla. The mother whom was a mage inside the circle, Freywinn. She had no idea that her dealings with the Warden would bear her child, but it did. How she did not know, nor did the father and Grey Warden, Duncan.
The child was taken from the mother at an instant, and placed into the Highever Chantry. Raised by the Mother’s there. Her time there she learned mostly of what it was that she was supposed to believe in, not only that but they were keeping a close eye on her. If she had magic, she would be shipped right back to the Circle. When not being nagged by the people inside the Chantry she was off doing her own thing. Which really consisted of nothing, she did pick up the skill of being an artist, of the painting kind. For the most part she kept to herself. When she was deemed that she did not have any magic in her blood, she was let loose into the world.
Which was probably not the best thing for a sixteen year old girl. Not wanting to become a priestess nor a Templar. She to her knowledge had no parents and that in a way, angered her. Having no idea what was laid before her, she resorted to the only thing that she knew to do. Packing up what little possessions she had, she moved on the Denerim. Nearly running out of food way before she had got there, she was picked up by a caravan headed to Denerim to sell goods. But in the days Denerim had proved to be a bit much. But she had a feeling that it would easier to cope here, than anywhere else.
Natayla did the one thing to survive, not killing, but stealing. She would wait for the right times, pick out her targets with care. She had great observation about people and her surroundings. She would perch herself just outside of the Pearl, and when most people realized that they were too drunk to leave and walk back inside, that was when she made her strike. It was her surviving that was all that there was too it.
When she got older, she had actually managed to get a job. Working at the Gnawed Noble Inn. The patrons of the tavern grew to actually like her. Her role as locale thief had all but vanished. By this time she had started to rent a room in the Tavern, and had all but forgot her residence just outside of Denerim, which had been a tree house she had built when she had first got to the city. Call it, keeping her inner child.
When the Fifth Blight came about she like little of the people that were there in the city when the darkspawn attacked, she did not panic. She in fact helped people get out of the city, it was when the Archdeamon came, that she fled with others. She seen the light come from the tower when it was defeated. The darkspawn flad the field, back into the Deep Roads. She went back to help rebuild. She really does not know what she is capable of, considering she only knows one thing, stealing or being a hostess. Not that she is good at either.
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Player’s Pen Name: Sayenith
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Roleplay Experience: 9+ years
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