Zane Mora (Empire Rider)
Nov 5, 2011 5:35:37 GMT -5
Post by Arwen of Gil'ead on Nov 5, 2011 5:35:37 GMT -5
Full Name: Zane Mora daughter of Leron
Other name: “The Green Rider”, “The Bane of Men”, and the “Dark Wanderer”
Race:: Human Rider
Side: Empire
Birthplace: Dras-Leona
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Birthday: The 1st day of Winter
Eyes: Zane has eire light green eyes that almost seem to glow unnaturally.
Hair: Zane has gorgeous dark brown, almost black hair. It flows down to the middle of her thighs in the front and down to her knee in the back. She has a long side bang that hangs only slightly in one eye. Her hair is surprisingly light, not heavy, and when she moves it flows around her like a ghost. She always wear’s it long except in battle or when she is undercover when she will place it in a high chignon.
Weight: 120 lbs
Height: 5’ 5’’
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Growan - A simple steel sword that is enhanced with magic so that it will not break. The blade is thin and almost seems to be elf-made. The pommel of the sword is green.
Personality: Zane has two very distinct personalities. When she in public she is cold, calculating and fierce. She often has even the strongest of men quaking in their boots. Her temper will flair with even the slightest remark, and she has no problem killing. But in private and with those closest to her, she is very soft spoken and calm. Her soul is kind but has been twisted with knowledge of the dark arts and he own dark madness. Zane is partially insane, though she hides it well.
Appearance: Zane is of average height and is extremely pale from lack of sun during her upbringing and by how dark her hair is in comparison. On the back of her neck their is a tattoo of a dragon’s eye, and on her collar bone is the glyph of the ancient language. She has a petite heart shaped face with a perfect nose, and round eyes. Zane is dangerously alluring and mysterious, luring many of men into a deadly trap. She holds her head up high and acts that she has always been a noble.
Zane often wears high waisted leggings, cinched at the waist with a double buckled brown leather belt with her sword hanging of it. For a shirt she wears a cropped tunic that reveals her stomach. When she is traveling she will wear a black hooded cloak pinned with an emerald brooch. When in battle she wears black armor with green trim, with the same glyph of the ancient language etched into the breast plate.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Reading, Poetry, Fighting, Speaking, Flying, and Arguing. / Dislikes: Mindless Killing, Being Controlled, Hiding, Shades, and the Varden.
Strengths: Zane is quite good at magic and the dark arts. She is also a great swords woman and fighter. Her ferocity and reputation often make the fight end before she draws her sword.
Weakness: Zane does have several soft spots for people and a incredible guilt complex. She also his a bit insane and often loses control of herself and is prone to black outs. Often if she will cast spells that are out of her reach and knock herself out.
Family: Father - Leron Priest of Dras- Leona (Deceased)
Mother- Unknown
Twin Sister - Elisha (Deceased)
Not-So-Brief History: When Zane was born a lot of scandal surrounded her father. Many of the priests of Helgrind did not have children, or even bed women, but he had done both things, resulting in the peculiarly female child Zane and her twin sister Elisha. Both of girls, much to their misfortune, lost their young mother in child birth. And throughout their childhood, they would often bother their twisted father to death about who she has been. He would never answer of course, often threatening to sacrifice them to the Ra’ Zac if they didn’t leave him alone.
Unlike her sister, Zane was very strange. She wasn’t strange personally, but the air around her was always different, more ominous. And the young girl was wild and fierce often playing sward fighting with sticks with boys, while her sister was soft spoken and gentle. Zane and Elisha never quite got a long but they were close, as close as twins could be.
At the age of 13, their father mysteriously took Elisha to a service at the foot of Helgrind, leaving Zane alone in their simple hut of a home. Zane was incredibly curious and jealous. Father never took her to any of the services he worshiped at. If she would try to go, he would look her in the broom closet until he returned. It drove Zane stark raving mad that she wasn’t in on the secret between Elisha and her Father. In fact, she was especially curious now. A few weeks before, Elisha had returned home missing hand, and now Zane was sure that she had gone to lose another body part for this strange religion. When Zane had arrived at Helgrind she was to late. Her sister has lost her head on the great stone alter. She was dead, as dead as they come. One last final sacrifice. From that point on, whenever Zane saw her father all she saw was him covered in blood.
Weeks after that horrid event, she awoke to find her father dead on the floor of their hut. Both arms missing and blood all over the floor. Blood. Zane had no feeling towards it anymore. She left that hut that night, leaving whatever small belongings she had behind. She had no need for them now. They were useless. She moved herself onto the streets, fighting to live and survive. Her mind constantly assaulted by the images of her sister and father and she succumbed to madness.
At the age of 16, a emissary of the King arrived in Dras-Leona, a dark twisted Shade by the name of Durza. And with him, was beautiful emerald green egg. Zane immediately fell in love with the egg, it was the first thing in a long while that she did not see imaginary blood all over. She wanted the opportunity to touch the egg, to see if it would hatch for her. So she gathered herself amongst the crowd. She looked like a horrible wretched thing, in the rags of her clothing that was too small for her now. She had not eaten in weeks, but she had recently bathed. She saw that as a good sign.
The egg passed her as it traveled along the road up to the home of Lord Marcus Tábor. It was so close, so close. Zane reached out to the egg and touched it as if drawn to by some invisible force. Then she felt her arm grabbed fiercely and she was dragged out of the crowd by the dark Shade. He was about to punish her severally when the egg moved on it’s on and a small crack appeared in it’s shell. Zane and the egg were immediately taken to the governor's home so that the rest of the hatching could continue in peace. Out of the egg emerged a male green Dragon which Zane later named, Calen.
The two were whisked away to Ur’ Baen and brought before Galbatorix. Zane was reluctant at first to join the kings ranks. Until he told her he could get rid off the bloody images in her mind and that she would no longer after live with the haunting deaths of her family and that she would no longer have to live in the mud and dirt of society. She could be a noble woman and become powerful. Zane fell for his speech and both her and Calen swore an oath to him. But Galbatorix did keep his end of the bargain. He help Zane control the bloody images in her mind and taught her the ways of magic of fighting. She almost began to see Galbatorix as her second father. And even though she was often sent on murderous slaughtering missions she did not approve of, she did it to please him. She was in debt to him, for he had turned her mess of a life around. And even though the madness still hung in her mind, she no longer felt helpless to it, She was in control.
Anything extra: Dragon Info:
Name: Calen
Gender: Male
Appearance: Calen is a dark emerald green with dark green eyes and white spikes and teeth. He is still a bit young and is of medium size. He is more lithe than bulky.
Personality: Calen is as crazy as his mistress. He too has moments where he is kind or moments when he is filled with furious with rage. After being joined to Zane he started to feel her maddness too, but unlike his Rider, Calen has yet to learn how to control it.
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Other name: “The Green Rider”, “The Bane of Men”, and the “Dark Wanderer”
Race:: Human Rider
Side: Empire
Birthplace: Dras-Leona
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Birthday: The 1st day of Winter
Eyes: Zane has eire light green eyes that almost seem to glow unnaturally.
Hair: Zane has gorgeous dark brown, almost black hair. It flows down to the middle of her thighs in the front and down to her knee in the back. She has a long side bang that hangs only slightly in one eye. Her hair is surprisingly light, not heavy, and when she moves it flows around her like a ghost. She always wear’s it long except in battle or when she is undercover when she will place it in a high chignon.
Weight: 120 lbs
Height: 5’ 5’’
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Growan - A simple steel sword that is enhanced with magic so that it will not break. The blade is thin and almost seems to be elf-made. The pommel of the sword is green.
Personality: Zane has two very distinct personalities. When she in public she is cold, calculating and fierce. She often has even the strongest of men quaking in their boots. Her temper will flair with even the slightest remark, and she has no problem killing. But in private and with those closest to her, she is very soft spoken and calm. Her soul is kind but has been twisted with knowledge of the dark arts and he own dark madness. Zane is partially insane, though she hides it well.
Appearance: Zane is of average height and is extremely pale from lack of sun during her upbringing and by how dark her hair is in comparison. On the back of her neck their is a tattoo of a dragon’s eye, and on her collar bone is the glyph of the ancient language. She has a petite heart shaped face with a perfect nose, and round eyes. Zane is dangerously alluring and mysterious, luring many of men into a deadly trap. She holds her head up high and acts that she has always been a noble.
Zane often wears high waisted leggings, cinched at the waist with a double buckled brown leather belt with her sword hanging of it. For a shirt she wears a cropped tunic that reveals her stomach. When she is traveling she will wear a black hooded cloak pinned with an emerald brooch. When in battle she wears black armor with green trim, with the same glyph of the ancient language etched into the breast plate.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Reading, Poetry, Fighting, Speaking, Flying, and Arguing. / Dislikes: Mindless Killing, Being Controlled, Hiding, Shades, and the Varden.
Strengths: Zane is quite good at magic and the dark arts. She is also a great swords woman and fighter. Her ferocity and reputation often make the fight end before she draws her sword.
Weakness: Zane does have several soft spots for people and a incredible guilt complex. She also his a bit insane and often loses control of herself and is prone to black outs. Often if she will cast spells that are out of her reach and knock herself out.
Family: Father - Leron Priest of Dras- Leona (Deceased)
Mother- Unknown
Twin Sister - Elisha (Deceased)
Not-So-Brief History: When Zane was born a lot of scandal surrounded her father. Many of the priests of Helgrind did not have children, or even bed women, but he had done both things, resulting in the peculiarly female child Zane and her twin sister Elisha. Both of girls, much to their misfortune, lost their young mother in child birth. And throughout their childhood, they would often bother their twisted father to death about who she has been. He would never answer of course, often threatening to sacrifice them to the Ra’ Zac if they didn’t leave him alone.
Unlike her sister, Zane was very strange. She wasn’t strange personally, but the air around her was always different, more ominous. And the young girl was wild and fierce often playing sward fighting with sticks with boys, while her sister was soft spoken and gentle. Zane and Elisha never quite got a long but they were close, as close as twins could be.
At the age of 13, their father mysteriously took Elisha to a service at the foot of Helgrind, leaving Zane alone in their simple hut of a home. Zane was incredibly curious and jealous. Father never took her to any of the services he worshiped at. If she would try to go, he would look her in the broom closet until he returned. It drove Zane stark raving mad that she wasn’t in on the secret between Elisha and her Father. In fact, she was especially curious now. A few weeks before, Elisha had returned home missing hand, and now Zane was sure that she had gone to lose another body part for this strange religion. When Zane had arrived at Helgrind she was to late. Her sister has lost her head on the great stone alter. She was dead, as dead as they come. One last final sacrifice. From that point on, whenever Zane saw her father all she saw was him covered in blood.
Weeks after that horrid event, she awoke to find her father dead on the floor of their hut. Both arms missing and blood all over the floor. Blood. Zane had no feeling towards it anymore. She left that hut that night, leaving whatever small belongings she had behind. She had no need for them now. They were useless. She moved herself onto the streets, fighting to live and survive. Her mind constantly assaulted by the images of her sister and father and she succumbed to madness.
At the age of 16, a emissary of the King arrived in Dras-Leona, a dark twisted Shade by the name of Durza. And with him, was beautiful emerald green egg. Zane immediately fell in love with the egg, it was the first thing in a long while that she did not see imaginary blood all over. She wanted the opportunity to touch the egg, to see if it would hatch for her. So she gathered herself amongst the crowd. She looked like a horrible wretched thing, in the rags of her clothing that was too small for her now. She had not eaten in weeks, but she had recently bathed. She saw that as a good sign.
The egg passed her as it traveled along the road up to the home of Lord Marcus Tábor. It was so close, so close. Zane reached out to the egg and touched it as if drawn to by some invisible force. Then she felt her arm grabbed fiercely and she was dragged out of the crowd by the dark Shade. He was about to punish her severally when the egg moved on it’s on and a small crack appeared in it’s shell. Zane and the egg were immediately taken to the governor's home so that the rest of the hatching could continue in peace. Out of the egg emerged a male green Dragon which Zane later named, Calen.
The two were whisked away to Ur’ Baen and brought before Galbatorix. Zane was reluctant at first to join the kings ranks. Until he told her he could get rid off the bloody images in her mind and that she would no longer after live with the haunting deaths of her family and that she would no longer have to live in the mud and dirt of society. She could be a noble woman and become powerful. Zane fell for his speech and both her and Calen swore an oath to him. But Galbatorix did keep his end of the bargain. He help Zane control the bloody images in her mind and taught her the ways of magic of fighting. She almost began to see Galbatorix as her second father. And even though she was often sent on murderous slaughtering missions she did not approve of, she did it to please him. She was in debt to him, for he had turned her mess of a life around. And even though the madness still hung in her mind, she no longer felt helpless to it, She was in control.
Anything extra: Dragon Info:
Name: Calen
Gender: Male
Appearance: Calen is a dark emerald green with dark green eyes and white spikes and teeth. He is still a bit young and is of medium size. He is more lithe than bulky.
Personality: Calen is as crazy as his mistress. He too has moments where he is kind or moments when he is filled with furious with rage. After being joined to Zane he started to feel her maddness too, but unlike his Rider, Calen has yet to learn how to control it.
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