Nolamarra [DONE]

[[cass]]

Full Name: Nolamarra

Other name: The dead one.

Race: Werecat

Side: The Varden

Birthplace: I don't know.

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Birthday: I don't know.

Eyes: Emerald Green

Hair: My hair is long and dark, it is as dark as a ravens wing, when light hits it you see a glimmer of red amongst my black strands.

Weight: about 45kg

Height: 150cm

Magic User: Nope

Preferred Weapon(s): Out of most weapons she prefers a short bladed sword.

Appearance: My eyes may be green, but as my other, given name suggests, there is no hint of life, beneath the deep waves of my emerald sea. I believe it all died as my soul faded and fell through the floors of my old home, it sunk below the Earsths surface and disappeared like a ghost. I let it slip through my fingers and fall. I couldn't catch it. My skin is deathly pale, and my hair, eyes and lips stick out like a beckon on my face, framed by the pale, almost transparent skin.

Far off in the back of my mind, buried beneath layers of death is a thing that most call insanity. I try to keep it hidden, but it pushes hard aginst the walls of my well-kept sanity, it pushes and tugs at the strings of my body, trying to take control of me. I often wonder if people who look into my eyes see the crazed, hungry look that I feel. I wonder if they can see deep into my heart and if they can tell it is dying, like the dying embers of a fire. This fire has no hope to be relight and I wonder if they can see this, or if they just look past me like I mean nothing.

All they see is a girl that can barely hold herself up, clothes that have gone for years without a wash, skin that is pale and lifeless and eyes that have come from the very ground, ripped from the very dead and shoved in the place of eyes that should be happy and lifeful. I wonder if they see me and who I really am, or am I just there and nothing, but a toy, animal, creature, disese and dead. Maybe I will be able to carry myself away from this world, but I wonder just how far my stick like limbs, thin damaged legs and melnourished body will get me.

Personality: A fire consumes my body boring deep into me from the outside and going further then me soul, it drills deeper then the very essence of who I am and i wake up screaming each and every night. I am a fearful girl, I fear everything except for the one thing, death. Death will be my savour, it will be my gift, but it has not come, at does not beckon me and call for my name, it does not want me. So I continue my life in a circle, I hide and run, cringe and cry and move away from this world and hope for my release, but it never comes.

Silence, is a treasure and one that I love, it is something of peace and tranquility and it allows me to truly look at myself and who I am. It allows me to sink further into the misery of my life, wrapping it's tenticles around me like an octupus and strnagling me until I can't breath, but it also helps me see. I open my eyes and look at the world I am in, instead of looking with closed eyes I can see. It helps me to see right from wrong and the good from bad and the reason why I fight, in a way it shows me why I am still alive and not six feet down under, no matter how much I wish for it.

This world is poison and when I look down at my skin I can see the venom racing its way through my veins, pouring itslef into my body so that I am like them all, willing to fight, to lay down my life for this thing they call freedom. Freedom for the body, but not for the soul or heart, freedom to do as you will, but not think as you want. I often ask myself why I am doing this and no words come to find, so I just follow in the hope that some answer will reach me if i continue down this path that has been set forth for me. I try not to look back, I try not to look forward, both are to full and over-flowing with nightmares and problems, all I have is the present and I think I am finally determined to live through it.

Likes: Death and quiet.

Dislikes: Pain, hate, love, peace, war, fighting, life, everything except for death.

Strengths: Is a good fighter, independent, tough, sensitive, sweet, brave, courageous, would easily scarfice life for anyone or anything.

Weakness: scared of so much, would welcome death instead of fighting it.

Family: None

History: I don't know anything about them. I don't know who they were are what they did, I don't know if they were good or evil or why I am even alive. From the moment I could open my eyes all I remember is being alone. I don't remeber seeing even a flash of the people that were known as my parents, I believe there disappearnce may be a reason why I am me and why I am not so alive. There lack of attention, or even for the matter saying who I am has left me feeling unloved, unwanted and essentialy dead. I find no reason to live in this world, my parents found no reason as to why I should be alive.

Life has never been easy, at birth I was found by another werecat. She was only a young and foolish werecat, she thought she had power and the right to just take me into her family. They were not so happy about this, so they tried to kill me, but even as a child of merely a day I fought, I cried and screamed and trashed, they saw this as spirit, more spirit then they had seen for sometime, so they kept me and I realsied somehting, even from as a baby death never wanted me, it was like an unwelcoming friend, someone I so desparely wanted, but they wanted no part of me and who i was.

I stayed with them for a good amount of time, before I just left, no letter, note or words, I just got up and waled, I didn't look back. There wasn't much to miss. I wasn't really wanted, I didn't feel cared for or for that matter missed. For a few hours I let the idea that prehaps they didn't even know I was gone sit in me, but I soon banished it from mind as I set off on the direction of the Boer Mountains.

The Varden wasn't as welcoming as I had excepted, so as they first come out I hide and instead snuck my way into the tall tower. I hide in one of the empty rooms and stayed in there until the war finally hit the place and then and only then did I join in the fight. It is how it has been ever since.

Anything extra: Do you want an RP sample? ?

Password: Witch of Terim ? ?

[Rhaxta]

Welcome to Argetlam, Cass! Love your character idea, werecats are always fun. You can give me an RP sample if you want to, or you can jump right on into RPing. Just remember that we tend to do it in third person to save too much confusion for each other

I would give more detailed YAYS but I gotta go babysit for an hour but I will be back! Lovely to have you with us Cass and I look forward to RPing with you.

[[cass]]

Thank-you so much Rhaxta! I can't wait to jump in! Here is just a bunch of some of my writing! It's all colour coded, so it wouldn't really show in here! Again, thanks so much <3