Esmeralda Violetsky
Aug 1, 2013 18:14:58 GMT -5
Post by Esmeralda on Aug 1, 2013 18:14:58 GMT -5
Full Name: Esmeralda
Other name: Esme, Violetsky (purple dragon, and always being in flight)
Race: Half-elf
Side: Neutral
Birthplace: Belatona
Age: 70
Gender: Female
Birthday: August 2, 1943
Eyes: Dark blue/gray
Hair: Silver
Weight: 130
Height: 5'5"
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Magically enhanced dagger
Appearance: Esme sports nearly elbow length shimmers of silver locks, which are lightly toned with white and a few strands of gold. It falls with ever so slight waves that frame her human-like face. Her semi-pointed ears can be seen easily with her hair pulled back. Her eyes aren't very slanted, due to her mixed blood. However, they have a slight almond shape to them, with long light eyelashes that billow out in a sharp bend. She has a very strong nose, thanks to her father, however it doesn't look mismatched on her face. Esme's lips are heart-shaped, but with a bit more fullness to them than a noraml human. She has an athletic build, although she is a bit on the short side.
She prefers clothing items that reflect the nature she surrounds herself with. If she is/around in a forest, she will wear rich earthy tones. If she is near the desert, she will adorn in golden hued items. Around a water source, you will see fitting blue or gray shaded clothes. Esme will usually perfer to wear a dress, but on any sort of expedition that she must sacrifice comfort, she will wear a long, capped sleeve shirt that may or may not be layered. As for bottoms, the loose shape of her dress is replaced with tights, or a pair of loose fitting jean-like pants. She has many different options for shoes, like any girl, but few fit her taste. She may choose to be barefoot, or wear sandals, which are perfect for the desert and beach. For more rough terrain, her feet will be protected with cleated or fur lined boots. Esme's skin is a little darker than most elf's, as her father was on very dark skin. This, in contrast with her light hair, gives her a very foreign and peculiar look that many men find mysterious and alluring.
Personality: Esme is a woman of few words, which is quite rare. She expresses herself in different types of arts, such as painting or sketching. This, couples with her need for quiet, gives her a very peaceful disposition. When she does speak, you can most often hear something philosophical. She spends many hours lost deep in thought. Although she does enjoy the serenity of peaceful silence, Esme enjoys listening to songbirds. She feels like they are the voice of nature, and often finds inspiration in their tunes. She enjoys adventures, so she often traverses the land, hoping to find something new and exciting. Esme doesn't like to feel stuck in one place, and yearns for a change of secenery more often than regular people, or elves.
Esme has always had a fascination with dragons. She loves the feeling of being free and unrestricted. She has often dreamed of flying with the birds, however, her magical ability is limited from being half human. Over the course of her 70 years, she has learned how to read people's body language and is very analytical about others' personalities. She tries not to be too judgemental, especially when she is able to tell how people really are under their masks. Esme loathes confrontation, and does what she can to avoid it. If a peaceful compromise is unable to happen, she does not hesitate to defend herself. She is quicker than most of her mixed race, and spends time training herself in close combat in her free time. Esme does not like suffering, and will try to end things very quickly before the situation gets out of hand.
--->Likes: Quiet, art, birds, magic, music
--->Dislikes: Loud noises, battles/death, creepy crawlies
--->Strengths: Peaceful compromises, close combat, speed
--->Weakness: Getting close to anyone, speaking her mind, being in large groups
Family: Esme's father, being human, died years after her birth. His name was Sringr, and he was 42 years old. Her mother, Oriana, was an elf, and in desparation of her dearly departed, disappeared shortly thereafter. Esme is an only child.
History: Sringr and Oriana met when they were young, and fell terribly hard in love. Sringr was 20, and Oriana 53. It was against most tradition for an elf to be with a human, due to their short lifetime. It was painfully cruel, really. They were together for most of Sringr's life, until he had an unfortunate accident. On a hunting trip, a wild animal attacked him. Or so Esmeralda was told. She was never really sure what had happened. Her father was 42 years old, and her mother was 75. Unable to cope with this great loss, Oriana disappeared from Esme's life. This is very rare, for an elf to have a child is the greatest showing of love. In her years leading up to her departure, Esme was taught a little magic and taught to defend herself. This way, she would be able to fend for herself in a very unfair world.
Esme had taken to traveling, in search of her mother. She was alone for much of the time, her little bit of company was the songbirds that she met along her journy. In this time, she began to truly appreciate music and the freedom of these birds. Esme began to draw things she saw and she trekked across the country, and used this as self expression. She came into contact with very few people, and became very reserved. When she went into towns, she watched people go about their daily lives and studied them. How they provided for their families, tried to sell merchandise, and ate meat vigorously. Esme felt a bit out fo place, for she didn't necessarily fit in with any one group. There were elves in Ellesmera, she knew the way, but she wasn't sure how to blend in. She enjoyed the traveling life, and learned many things just by watching and listening.
She lived this way for many years, searching but never finding, until she had a peculiar dream. She was walking through a dark tunnel, her footsteps echoed off the black, invisible walls. Clear as day, came a voice. She was unsure what they said, but it drew her forward. A bright, purple light emanated from far in the distance. Esme could hear fire crackling, and the song of flapping wings reverberated around her. She could smell the fresh air, and felt a light breeze tickle her nose. And she was thust awake, with the feeling as though she was falling infinitely. A feeling formed in her heart, that she was meant for something, though she wasn't sure what for. It was so powerful, it nearly ached. It was then that Esme gave up her long expedition for her mother, after 30 years of fruitless search. Although she wasn't quite sure what she was after, she knew that a purple light would lead her in the direction she needed to be.
Esme is still on her searching journey, although instead of answers of her past, she is looking for her future. Something that will fill her with hope, and perhaps a life long friend, which is something she hasn't had as long as she has lived. It's a faith that now drove her, and we all know how powerful faith can be.
Anything extra: Dragon Bio
Name: Lila
Side: Neutral
Birthplace: Leona Lake
Was his/her egg in the wild or with the empire/varden: Wild
If Dragon Rider, how did the rider find the egg?: Found
Age: N/A
Gender: Female
Eyes: Silver
Scale Color: Deep royal purple and gold
Appearance: Lila is a dragon on the smaller side, and has lots of room for growing. Although she is muscularly inept at this time, her body is very long, and lithe. Some may see this as a liability, but she is extra flexible and fast in flight. She has piercing silver eyes, that match the hair of her Rider. Her forehead has short, but sharp spikes and ridges lining all the way to the tip of her tail. Her neck is slender, and covered with sparkly purple and blue-ish scales; as is the rest of her body. Lila's wings are of normal size. On the lower membranes of her appendages, is a striking golden hue that is a wonderful contrast with the purple, giving her a very regal look. On the ends of her pennon's, are thick razor-like hooked claws. Further down Lila's body, is a very long tail, with a golden sword-like pointed tip, which continues to her underside, coating her entire chest and belly in a dazzling, nearly liquid, gold iridescence. Her violet length of legs have a bit more muscle, and under the pads of her feet is more golden scales. Long, alabaster claws garnish her feet, alongside a thick membrance between her toes to aid with swimming.
Personality: Lila is a bit like her Rider, who appreciates things in stilled silence. Although, she can only take the quiet for so long. She loves to ruffle her wings and hear the sound of the wind as it rushes by. She will often fly very high at night, and bellow to the moon. Lila is very free-spirited, and does what she wants. She does not like to feel constricted, and does not like to wear a saddle, for they are meant for horses; and she is not a horse. Lila is a very proud dragon, and will not tolerate and funny business, unless she is the one instigating it. Her head is always raised very high, and she puffs her chest out as far as it goes. This is probably because of her small size, however, she would never admit it. Because Lila hatched on the banks of a lake, she loves the water. Her webbed feet help her to swim, and her thin body glides through the water almost effortlessly. She will often hide underwater, and let out some bubbles next to boats to scare any nearby fisherman. Although Lila has a very illustrious disposition around most people, she lets down her guard around her Rider, her one true friend and lifelong partner. She shares the loneliness with Esme, and has often dreamed about finding another dragon to befriend.
--->Likes: Flight, clouds, music, water, hunting
--->Dislikes: Saddles, intense heat(other than her fire), posing for paintings
--->Strengths: Speed, endurance,
--->Weakness: Fighting sense, strength
History: N/A
Password:N/A
Other: Esme will not start out with having the dragon egg, she will obtain it further into the roleplay
Password: Nuanen Brisingr
Other name: Esme, Violetsky (purple dragon, and always being in flight)
Race: Half-elf
Side: Neutral
Birthplace: Belatona
Age: 70
Gender: Female
Birthday: August 2, 1943
Eyes: Dark blue/gray
Hair: Silver
Weight: 130
Height: 5'5"
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Magically enhanced dagger
Appearance: Esme sports nearly elbow length shimmers of silver locks, which are lightly toned with white and a few strands of gold. It falls with ever so slight waves that frame her human-like face. Her semi-pointed ears can be seen easily with her hair pulled back. Her eyes aren't very slanted, due to her mixed blood. However, they have a slight almond shape to them, with long light eyelashes that billow out in a sharp bend. She has a very strong nose, thanks to her father, however it doesn't look mismatched on her face. Esme's lips are heart-shaped, but with a bit more fullness to them than a noraml human. She has an athletic build, although she is a bit on the short side.
She prefers clothing items that reflect the nature she surrounds herself with. If she is/around in a forest, she will wear rich earthy tones. If she is near the desert, she will adorn in golden hued items. Around a water source, you will see fitting blue or gray shaded clothes. Esme will usually perfer to wear a dress, but on any sort of expedition that she must sacrifice comfort, she will wear a long, capped sleeve shirt that may or may not be layered. As for bottoms, the loose shape of her dress is replaced with tights, or a pair of loose fitting jean-like pants. She has many different options for shoes, like any girl, but few fit her taste. She may choose to be barefoot, or wear sandals, which are perfect for the desert and beach. For more rough terrain, her feet will be protected with cleated or fur lined boots. Esme's skin is a little darker than most elf's, as her father was on very dark skin. This, in contrast with her light hair, gives her a very foreign and peculiar look that many men find mysterious and alluring.
Personality: Esme is a woman of few words, which is quite rare. She expresses herself in different types of arts, such as painting or sketching. This, couples with her need for quiet, gives her a very peaceful disposition. When she does speak, you can most often hear something philosophical. She spends many hours lost deep in thought. Although she does enjoy the serenity of peaceful silence, Esme enjoys listening to songbirds. She feels like they are the voice of nature, and often finds inspiration in their tunes. She enjoys adventures, so she often traverses the land, hoping to find something new and exciting. Esme doesn't like to feel stuck in one place, and yearns for a change of secenery more often than regular people, or elves.
Esme has always had a fascination with dragons. She loves the feeling of being free and unrestricted. She has often dreamed of flying with the birds, however, her magical ability is limited from being half human. Over the course of her 70 years, she has learned how to read people's body language and is very analytical about others' personalities. She tries not to be too judgemental, especially when she is able to tell how people really are under their masks. Esme loathes confrontation, and does what she can to avoid it. If a peaceful compromise is unable to happen, she does not hesitate to defend herself. She is quicker than most of her mixed race, and spends time training herself in close combat in her free time. Esme does not like suffering, and will try to end things very quickly before the situation gets out of hand.
--->Likes: Quiet, art, birds, magic, music
--->Dislikes: Loud noises, battles/death, creepy crawlies
--->Strengths: Peaceful compromises, close combat, speed
--->Weakness: Getting close to anyone, speaking her mind, being in large groups
Family: Esme's father, being human, died years after her birth. His name was Sringr, and he was 42 years old. Her mother, Oriana, was an elf, and in desparation of her dearly departed, disappeared shortly thereafter. Esme is an only child.
History: Sringr and Oriana met when they were young, and fell terribly hard in love. Sringr was 20, and Oriana 53. It was against most tradition for an elf to be with a human, due to their short lifetime. It was painfully cruel, really. They were together for most of Sringr's life, until he had an unfortunate accident. On a hunting trip, a wild animal attacked him. Or so Esmeralda was told. She was never really sure what had happened. Her father was 42 years old, and her mother was 75. Unable to cope with this great loss, Oriana disappeared from Esme's life. This is very rare, for an elf to have a child is the greatest showing of love. In her years leading up to her departure, Esme was taught a little magic and taught to defend herself. This way, she would be able to fend for herself in a very unfair world.
Esme had taken to traveling, in search of her mother. She was alone for much of the time, her little bit of company was the songbirds that she met along her journy. In this time, she began to truly appreciate music and the freedom of these birds. Esme began to draw things she saw and she trekked across the country, and used this as self expression. She came into contact with very few people, and became very reserved. When she went into towns, she watched people go about their daily lives and studied them. How they provided for their families, tried to sell merchandise, and ate meat vigorously. Esme felt a bit out fo place, for she didn't necessarily fit in with any one group. There were elves in Ellesmera, she knew the way, but she wasn't sure how to blend in. She enjoyed the traveling life, and learned many things just by watching and listening.
She lived this way for many years, searching but never finding, until she had a peculiar dream. She was walking through a dark tunnel, her footsteps echoed off the black, invisible walls. Clear as day, came a voice. She was unsure what they said, but it drew her forward. A bright, purple light emanated from far in the distance. Esme could hear fire crackling, and the song of flapping wings reverberated around her. She could smell the fresh air, and felt a light breeze tickle her nose. And she was thust awake, with the feeling as though she was falling infinitely. A feeling formed in her heart, that she was meant for something, though she wasn't sure what for. It was so powerful, it nearly ached. It was then that Esme gave up her long expedition for her mother, after 30 years of fruitless search. Although she wasn't quite sure what she was after, she knew that a purple light would lead her in the direction she needed to be.
Esme is still on her searching journey, although instead of answers of her past, she is looking for her future. Something that will fill her with hope, and perhaps a life long friend, which is something she hasn't had as long as she has lived. It's a faith that now drove her, and we all know how powerful faith can be.
Anything extra: Dragon Bio
Name: Lila
Side: Neutral
Birthplace: Leona Lake
Was his/her egg in the wild or with the empire/varden: Wild
If Dragon Rider, how did the rider find the egg?: Found
Age: N/A
Gender: Female
Eyes: Silver
Scale Color: Deep royal purple and gold
Appearance: Lila is a dragon on the smaller side, and has lots of room for growing. Although she is muscularly inept at this time, her body is very long, and lithe. Some may see this as a liability, but she is extra flexible and fast in flight. She has piercing silver eyes, that match the hair of her Rider. Her forehead has short, but sharp spikes and ridges lining all the way to the tip of her tail. Her neck is slender, and covered with sparkly purple and blue-ish scales; as is the rest of her body. Lila's wings are of normal size. On the lower membranes of her appendages, is a striking golden hue that is a wonderful contrast with the purple, giving her a very regal look. On the ends of her pennon's, are thick razor-like hooked claws. Further down Lila's body, is a very long tail, with a golden sword-like pointed tip, which continues to her underside, coating her entire chest and belly in a dazzling, nearly liquid, gold iridescence. Her violet length of legs have a bit more muscle, and under the pads of her feet is more golden scales. Long, alabaster claws garnish her feet, alongside a thick membrance between her toes to aid with swimming.
Personality: Lila is a bit like her Rider, who appreciates things in stilled silence. Although, she can only take the quiet for so long. She loves to ruffle her wings and hear the sound of the wind as it rushes by. She will often fly very high at night, and bellow to the moon. Lila is very free-spirited, and does what she wants. She does not like to feel constricted, and does not like to wear a saddle, for they are meant for horses; and she is not a horse. Lila is a very proud dragon, and will not tolerate and funny business, unless she is the one instigating it. Her head is always raised very high, and she puffs her chest out as far as it goes. This is probably because of her small size, however, she would never admit it. Because Lila hatched on the banks of a lake, she loves the water. Her webbed feet help her to swim, and her thin body glides through the water almost effortlessly. She will often hide underwater, and let out some bubbles next to boats to scare any nearby fisherman. Although Lila has a very illustrious disposition around most people, she lets down her guard around her Rider, her one true friend and lifelong partner. She shares the loneliness with Esme, and has often dreamed about finding another dragon to befriend.
--->Likes: Flight, clouds, music, water, hunting
--->Dislikes: Saddles, intense heat(other than her fire), posing for paintings
--->Strengths: Speed, endurance,
--->Weakness: Fighting sense, strength
History: N/A
Password:N/A
Other: Esme will not start out with having the dragon egg, she will obtain it further into the roleplay
Password: Nuanen Brisingr
