Post by Srarnu on Aug 29, 2009 13:34:39 GMT -8
Full Name: Srarnu Drackos
Nicknames: Srar
Date of Birth: 2101 A.G.
Age:
Race: Iksar
Gender: Female
Hair: N/A
Skin: Grey Scales with white chest and belly.
Eyes: Red
Height: Average
Weight: Thin and lean
Place of Residence: Cabilis
Place of Birth: Cabilis
Known Relatives: Ishy Drackos (mate), Xaslea (daughter), Niles (son)
Group/Guild affiliation: Champions of Cabilis
Guild Rank: Officer
Religion/Philosophy: Cazic Thule
Occupation: Necromancer
Weapons of Choice: Knives and staves
Professions: Baker, Researcher, Brewer.
Enemies: Di'zok, all goblin, froglok, and giant tribes, forsaken Iksar.
Likes: Swimming, parties, walks through Kunark.
Favorite Foods: Anything foraged and edible from Kunark and various recipes from the Planes.
Favorite Drinks: Wine, tea, and fizzlepop
Favorite Colors: Black, purple, red
Dislikes:
Hobbies: Baking, researching, brewing, swimming, writing, and history.
Physical Features:
Special Abilities:
Positive Personality Traits:
Negative Personality Traits:
Misc. Quirks:
Played by What Famous Person:
Theme Songs:
History: Srarnu was born in Cabilis and learned her profession through the teachings of the Brood of Kotiz. While spending her younger years alone, she eventually met and joined with a band of Iksar from Cabilis. Together, they helped each other grow and defend their beloved city.
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Srarnu lie on her back, floating on top of the Lake of Ill Omen. It was a hot summer day in Cabilis and this one one of the ways she liked to unwind. Although Srarnu was an esteemed and feared Necromancer, she also had a side to her that enjoyed nature and the complete solice it had to offer.
She made a few strokes with her arms and tail, floating further out on the lake. She could hear the lake goblins underneath skitter away as she appoached. She was not out to get them today, no, but she did enjoy sensing their fear.
She smiled and stared up at her clouds once again, making shapes in them.
Making a few strokes with her arms she floated closer to the shore where her undead servant await.
Not yet, Kabekab..." she said.
He bows his head and waits patiently and alert.
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The Early Years
Kilanak was the first to find her. She was overrun by Sabretooths while practicing her magic near the lake. She had never seen such a big Iksar and he had come out of nowhere to help her.
With slashes from his blade and magical incantations, the sabretooths were reduced to ashes in seconds and Srarnu was left with bloody limbs and torn robes.
They sat on the side of the lake while binding her wounds - she was alone on her hunt, which he strongly opposed.
"You should not be out so far! There are plenty of places closer to Cabilis to practice your magic!," He menaced.
"I have seen you before, near the giant's fort in Warslik's Wood. You know my friend Tlolok," She managed a weak voice.
"Yes, he is another one whose ambitions are too high for his age. You both need to speak with the leader of my group, we are Champions of Cabilis."
Srarnu grinned curiously. It was her first offer to join a group to share in her learning. She had heard of these groups before, but most of them were allied with softskins - a lot of them even leaders over the Iksar! She would have no part in that!
"Yesss! Kilanak, it would be an honor to serve!"
Being an officer, he took a paper and quill from his pack, grabbed her hand and stabbed it using the blood as ink to draw up the note of membership.
Srarnu flinched for just a moment, then grinned evilly as she watched him closely.
"You and I both will be better off knowing that you are safe." And with that, he sealed the note with blood red wax and an official emblam of the Crusader's of Greenmist.
...
Nicknames: Srar
Date of Birth: 2101 A.G.
Age:
Race: Iksar
Gender: Female
Hair: N/A
Skin: Grey Scales with white chest and belly.
Eyes: Red
Height: Average
Weight: Thin and lean
Place of Residence: Cabilis
Place of Birth: Cabilis
Known Relatives: Ishy Drackos (mate), Xaslea (daughter), Niles (son)
Group/Guild affiliation: Champions of Cabilis
Guild Rank: Officer
Religion/Philosophy: Cazic Thule
Occupation: Necromancer
Weapons of Choice: Knives and staves
Professions: Baker, Researcher, Brewer.
Enemies: Di'zok, all goblin, froglok, and giant tribes, forsaken Iksar.
Likes: Swimming, parties, walks through Kunark.
Favorite Foods: Anything foraged and edible from Kunark and various recipes from the Planes.
Favorite Drinks: Wine, tea, and fizzlepop
Favorite Colors: Black, purple, red
Dislikes:
Hobbies: Baking, researching, brewing, swimming, writing, and history.
Physical Features:
Special Abilities:
Positive Personality Traits:
Negative Personality Traits:
Misc. Quirks:
Played by What Famous Person:
Theme Songs:
History: Srarnu was born in Cabilis and learned her profession through the teachings of the Brood of Kotiz. While spending her younger years alone, she eventually met and joined with a band of Iksar from Cabilis. Together, they helped each other grow and defend their beloved city.
---
Srarnu lie on her back, floating on top of the Lake of Ill Omen. It was a hot summer day in Cabilis and this one one of the ways she liked to unwind. Although Srarnu was an esteemed and feared Necromancer, she also had a side to her that enjoyed nature and the complete solice it had to offer.
She made a few strokes with her arms and tail, floating further out on the lake. She could hear the lake goblins underneath skitter away as she appoached. She was not out to get them today, no, but she did enjoy sensing their fear.
She smiled and stared up at her clouds once again, making shapes in them.
Making a few strokes with her arms she floated closer to the shore where her undead servant await.
Not yet, Kabekab..." she said.
He bows his head and waits patiently and alert.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Early Years
Kilanak was the first to find her. She was overrun by Sabretooths while practicing her magic near the lake. She had never seen such a big Iksar and he had come out of nowhere to help her.
With slashes from his blade and magical incantations, the sabretooths were reduced to ashes in seconds and Srarnu was left with bloody limbs and torn robes.
They sat on the side of the lake while binding her wounds - she was alone on her hunt, which he strongly opposed.
"You should not be out so far! There are plenty of places closer to Cabilis to practice your magic!," He menaced.
"I have seen you before, near the giant's fort in Warslik's Wood. You know my friend Tlolok," She managed a weak voice.
"Yes, he is another one whose ambitions are too high for his age. You both need to speak with the leader of my group, we are Champions of Cabilis."
Srarnu grinned curiously. It was her first offer to join a group to share in her learning. She had heard of these groups before, but most of them were allied with softskins - a lot of them even leaders over the Iksar! She would have no part in that!
"Yesss! Kilanak, it would be an honor to serve!"
Being an officer, he took a paper and quill from his pack, grabbed her hand and stabbed it using the blood as ink to draw up the note of membership.
Srarnu flinched for just a moment, then grinned evilly as she watched him closely.
"You and I both will be better off knowing that you are safe." And with that, he sealed the note with blood red wax and an official emblam of the Crusader's of Greenmist.
...