Post by sentranicia on Mar 10, 2010 19:15:24 GMT -5
Name: Xira Fondi
Alias: Xir, Vixen, Vix
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Nationality: Cher Plek
Appearance: Xira is built to appeal, to draw people in and get them comfortable. Unfortunately, the beauty really is only skin deep.
With olive toned and tan skin, and matching red hair that falls to her hips, Xira looks the part of her hometown. Her brown, almost orange eyes, have a fox-like shape and gaze to them, with long, thick eyelashes curling out over them. She has thin brows, nearly perfect lines sweeping over her eyes in a color just darker than her hair. Her lips are full and pink, mouth generally turned downward in a frown.
Her body matches her beautiful face with full curves and toned muscle. She works very hard to keep herself attractive, realizing with great clarity that her looks can aid her in her endeavors. She stands at about 5'7 and weighs in at around 140 pounds, all in muscle and curves.
Xira's attire rarely changes much at all. She likes to wear what she knows she looks good in, so she does not change what she's seen in often, though it does happen from time to time. More often than not, she's found wearing a white shirt that covers only enough of her chest to make acceptable. Over that is a black leather jacket with thick, studded shoulders and ribbing on the upper arm. There is a thick band along the bottom of the fabric where the jacket can be buttoned beneath the zipper. Generally, the jacket is not closed though.
She wears well-fitted black pants with a thick, black belt and silver buckle. On he belt is a holster with a brown pistol, and on the other side is a scabbard. The sword has golden threads on the hilt and a gold hand guard with many jewels inlaid in the metal. Her boots are black with folded tops, the folded over layer a silver fabric to contrast between pants and boots.
Xira has a single tattoo on her left hip just over her pelvic bone. She wears a thick strip of leather as a choker around her thin neck.
(Picture)
Personality: Xira's personality does not match her attractive appearance really at all. She is sly, crafty, cunning, malicious, selfish, greedy, you name it. If she decides she wants something you have, watch out, because she'll get it, and she might not take your life into account in doing so.
Xira is a smooth talker, and can pretty much weasel her way out of any sticky situation, relying on her looks and skill with speech to get her where she's going. Unfortunately, this also leaves her unable to find real relationship with anyone, as most of her time is spent stealing and fibbing to get her way.
That said, the woman does have a passionate side to her, and when it is someday unlocked, she will be a fierce lover, friend, and companion to the lucky man that steals her heart before she steals his wallet.
Possessions: A long, black, leather whip, a pale white horse, a sword, and a pistol. (All linked)
Special Abilities: Can morph into a fox, uses shadows and can turn them into beings, very manipulative.
History: Xira is the result of a drunk pirate and his favorite whore. Enough said.
Raised under the roof of a prostitute, Xira quickly learned how to use men for both pleasure and purpose. At the age of 8, she was already using skills learned from her mother to trick boys into giving her their money for very little. As the years went on, she became an interest in the town, to men and boys of all ages. At 13 she took a job as a barmaid in one of the rowdiest bars in Rogueport, and quickly learned how to defend herself. From there, she progressed into more than just a sexual interest. Now they wanted to fight her as well.
She bought her first sword and pistol combination when she was 14 and trained with them against her best friend, a young man by the name of Sam. When she could best him quickly, she started making money by dueling older and more experienced pirates. She never killed them, but they always paid up, or faced the consequences.
Finally, at 16 years old, her life became interesting (as if it hadn't been already) when an old witch came to call at the bar one evening. Shooing her away and dumping her outside was easy enough, and easy enough, but that wasn't the end of it. The woman caught her attention, speaking in strange language and confusing words that Xira couldn't quite make out. Finally she pulled the witch up and told her to speak up. There an offer was made, an interest taken, and a deal struck. Xira would be the witch's first transfiguration experiment, for a price. The most money the girl had ever held in her hands was pocketed quickly before a flash of orange light engulfed her.
When the light faded, no more was there a curved and muscled young woman standing in the shadows of the alley, but a beautiful red vixen fox. Her fur was soft, and the color of her hair, her eyes still large and shining bright. Black paws gleamed brightly in the moonlight, the tip of her fluffy tail a gleaming white. Her cheeks were tufted, her ears alert. She was as beautiful a creature as when she stood on two legs.
The witch commanded her to focus her energy, to try and turn back to her natural form. She closed her eyes, hunched her back, and in a flash of blue light she was human again. They experimented for hours on end in the alley until Xira could morph with ease. The witch looked at her, satisfied, and spoke a short warning. This change took energy, and if she were to fall asleep in her fox body she would be trapped there for all of eternity.
But life went on as usual after that, for the most part she remained a normal girl, or as normal as a girl could be in that pirate town she lived in. At 18, she bought a horse, white as the pale moon, and left Rogueport, sword and pistol in hand (though newer than her first had been).
From there, her travels took her all across the world. By ship, horse, foot, and sometimes by wing, she explored every corner of the world she could get to. After two years of travel, she settled in Coracinduth. There she learned the art of shadow manipulation. After a year of training in that field, she purchased yet another weapon. A long, black, leather whip, that she keeps tied to her belt for easy access. It is the first thing she will reach for in combat.
So now Xira is about to begin her travels again. She will be alone for a few more years before settling once more...
Or will she?
Miscellaneous: The horse is a mare by the name of Banshee.
Alias: Xir, Vixen, Vix
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Nationality: Cher Plek
Appearance: Xira is built to appeal, to draw people in and get them comfortable. Unfortunately, the beauty really is only skin deep.
With olive toned and tan skin, and matching red hair that falls to her hips, Xira looks the part of her hometown. Her brown, almost orange eyes, have a fox-like shape and gaze to them, with long, thick eyelashes curling out over them. She has thin brows, nearly perfect lines sweeping over her eyes in a color just darker than her hair. Her lips are full and pink, mouth generally turned downward in a frown.
Her body matches her beautiful face with full curves and toned muscle. She works very hard to keep herself attractive, realizing with great clarity that her looks can aid her in her endeavors. She stands at about 5'7 and weighs in at around 140 pounds, all in muscle and curves.
Xira's attire rarely changes much at all. She likes to wear what she knows she looks good in, so she does not change what she's seen in often, though it does happen from time to time. More often than not, she's found wearing a white shirt that covers only enough of her chest to make acceptable. Over that is a black leather jacket with thick, studded shoulders and ribbing on the upper arm. There is a thick band along the bottom of the fabric where the jacket can be buttoned beneath the zipper. Generally, the jacket is not closed though.
She wears well-fitted black pants with a thick, black belt and silver buckle. On he belt is a holster with a brown pistol, and on the other side is a scabbard. The sword has golden threads on the hilt and a gold hand guard with many jewels inlaid in the metal. Her boots are black with folded tops, the folded over layer a silver fabric to contrast between pants and boots.
Xira has a single tattoo on her left hip just over her pelvic bone. She wears a thick strip of leather as a choker around her thin neck.
(Picture)
Personality: Xira's personality does not match her attractive appearance really at all. She is sly, crafty, cunning, malicious, selfish, greedy, you name it. If she decides she wants something you have, watch out, because she'll get it, and she might not take your life into account in doing so.
Xira is a smooth talker, and can pretty much weasel her way out of any sticky situation, relying on her looks and skill with speech to get her where she's going. Unfortunately, this also leaves her unable to find real relationship with anyone, as most of her time is spent stealing and fibbing to get her way.
That said, the woman does have a passionate side to her, and when it is someday unlocked, she will be a fierce lover, friend, and companion to the lucky man that steals her heart before she steals his wallet.
Possessions: A long, black, leather whip, a pale white horse, a sword, and a pistol. (All linked)
Special Abilities: Can morph into a fox, uses shadows and can turn them into beings, very manipulative.
History: Xira is the result of a drunk pirate and his favorite whore. Enough said.
Raised under the roof of a prostitute, Xira quickly learned how to use men for both pleasure and purpose. At the age of 8, she was already using skills learned from her mother to trick boys into giving her their money for very little. As the years went on, she became an interest in the town, to men and boys of all ages. At 13 she took a job as a barmaid in one of the rowdiest bars in Rogueport, and quickly learned how to defend herself. From there, she progressed into more than just a sexual interest. Now they wanted to fight her as well.
She bought her first sword and pistol combination when she was 14 and trained with them against her best friend, a young man by the name of Sam. When she could best him quickly, she started making money by dueling older and more experienced pirates. She never killed them, but they always paid up, or faced the consequences.
Finally, at 16 years old, her life became interesting (as if it hadn't been already) when an old witch came to call at the bar one evening. Shooing her away and dumping her outside was easy enough, and easy enough, but that wasn't the end of it. The woman caught her attention, speaking in strange language and confusing words that Xira couldn't quite make out. Finally she pulled the witch up and told her to speak up. There an offer was made, an interest taken, and a deal struck. Xira would be the witch's first transfiguration experiment, for a price. The most money the girl had ever held in her hands was pocketed quickly before a flash of orange light engulfed her.
When the light faded, no more was there a curved and muscled young woman standing in the shadows of the alley, but a beautiful red vixen fox. Her fur was soft, and the color of her hair, her eyes still large and shining bright. Black paws gleamed brightly in the moonlight, the tip of her fluffy tail a gleaming white. Her cheeks were tufted, her ears alert. She was as beautiful a creature as when she stood on two legs.
The witch commanded her to focus her energy, to try and turn back to her natural form. She closed her eyes, hunched her back, and in a flash of blue light she was human again. They experimented for hours on end in the alley until Xira could morph with ease. The witch looked at her, satisfied, and spoke a short warning. This change took energy, and if she were to fall asleep in her fox body she would be trapped there for all of eternity.
But life went on as usual after that, for the most part she remained a normal girl, or as normal as a girl could be in that pirate town she lived in. At 18, she bought a horse, white as the pale moon, and left Rogueport, sword and pistol in hand (though newer than her first had been).
From there, her travels took her all across the world. By ship, horse, foot, and sometimes by wing, she explored every corner of the world she could get to. After two years of travel, she settled in Coracinduth. There she learned the art of shadow manipulation. After a year of training in that field, she purchased yet another weapon. A long, black, leather whip, that she keeps tied to her belt for easy access. It is the first thing she will reach for in combat.
So now Xira is about to begin her travels again. She will be alone for a few more years before settling once more...
Or will she?
Miscellaneous: The horse is a mare by the name of Banshee.
