For fun, I decided to do my bio in interview format. Skip around to Italics bits if you want the short of it.
Name: "My name is Ashielle."
Race: "I am one of the Branded. One of many reasons I wear this mask. I trust *stare of death* you will not pass this on idly."
Sex: "Female... I recognize you have to ask. At least you didn't make it awkward."
Class: "I am a Soldier, lance and shield have never failed me in all these long years. This blade at my side has never tasted Beorc or Laguz."
Gender Identity: "How is this relevant to hiring me? Fine, I've humored a few beorcs over the years *her eyes turn downward to express slight sadness over the topic*, but I think I'm not nearly as enthusiastic about that whole thing as most seem to be."
Age: "Oh. Um. Geez.. Uh.. Give me a sec.......... I forgot.. :/"
Appearance: When fully geared, take the armament of a real Persian Immortal, and combine it with the masked anonymity of a 300 Persian Immortal.
"You need me to describe my appearance? This seems even less relevant than before... Fine. I understand that, despite how my frame is slightly more slender than the men I have so frequently fought beside, I lack the pronounced curves so archetypal of the fairer sex. My voice is dark enough, along side my sharp and branded face, to be ambigious as well. So I take some measure of pride in attempting to cultivate my hair, red as the Dragon Laguz of my lineage *softer reprise of death stare*, to almost my hips, er, well, waist, length. But, I keep it braided and tucked into my coif when in battle. I have no desire for it to get caught on something and lead to an ignominious death."
Equipment: "This is a spear, or, I suppose such weapons are termed lances here, with a trusty steel blade. It has lasted as long time for me, and that is a claim I do not make lightly. I have my last dose of the Immortal's Brew, raising my magical powers and allowing me to strike from afar with my lance, but it shall only last a short while. Finally, this bronze sword at my side is completely untested. I would not know if it had rusted away in its sheath if I did not clean it on occasion. The ceremonies it was designed for.. I am no longer welcome. *sad eyes again. :(*"
Personality: "They say that it is difficult to see ones personal faults, I would say you could find a better judge of my character in yourself than in me."
Bio: Waiting on a neutral country to be described so I can tie in my bio to them. Will create an Immortal-Esque unit in their military.
Likes/Dislikes: "It would be quarrelsome and redundant of myself to say I dislike incessant questions, but I suppose you have been as patient with me as I speak, so I shall say a few things of petty importance and a few that might be relevant. I dislike the taste of fowl, but am rather fond of fish. I care not for the Laguz, but I will work alongside them towards a common cause. I have stood among the Beorc for a long time, and I wish they were granted longer to walk this earth. Their passing always leaves me feeling emptier than before. :("
Strengths/Weakness: "I am graced with magic beyond my peers, as well as resistance to those same magics, but my frame is slighter than the men I once fought along. My arm strength and my ability to withstand hits are limited. But those are simply slight deviations, my true strength is that I am granted the skill of Imbue, healing my wounds in accordance with my magical power, as all Immortals."
Other:
Name: "My name is Ashielle."
Race: "I am one of the Branded. One of many reasons I wear this mask. I trust *stare of death* you will not pass this on idly."
Sex: "Female... I recognize you have to ask. At least you didn't make it awkward."
Class: "I am a Soldier, lance and shield have never failed me in all these long years. This blade at my side has never tasted Beorc or Laguz."
Gender Identity: "How is this relevant to hiring me? Fine, I've humored a few beorcs over the years *her eyes turn downward to express slight sadness over the topic*, but I think I'm not nearly as enthusiastic about that whole thing as most seem to be."
Age: "Oh. Um. Geez.. Uh.. Give me a sec.......... I forgot.. :/"
Appearance: When fully geared, take the armament of a real Persian Immortal, and combine it with the masked anonymity of a 300 Persian Immortal.
"You need me to describe my appearance? This seems even less relevant than before... Fine. I understand that, despite how my frame is slightly more slender than the men I have so frequently fought beside, I lack the pronounced curves so archetypal of the fairer sex. My voice is dark enough, along side my sharp and branded face, to be ambigious as well. So I take some measure of pride in attempting to cultivate my hair, red as the Dragon Laguz of my lineage *softer reprise of death stare*, to almost my hips, er, well, waist, length. But, I keep it braided and tucked into my coif when in battle. I have no desire for it to get caught on something and lead to an ignominious death."
Equipment: "This is a spear, or, I suppose such weapons are termed lances here, with a trusty steel blade. It has lasted as long time for me, and that is a claim I do not make lightly. I have my last dose of the Immortal's Brew, raising my magical powers and allowing me to strike from afar with my lance, but it shall only last a short while. Finally, this bronze sword at my side is completely untested. I would not know if it had rusted away in its sheath if I did not clean it on occasion. The ceremonies it was designed for.. I am no longer welcome. *sad eyes again. :(*"
Personality: "They say that it is difficult to see ones personal faults, I would say you could find a better judge of my character in yourself than in me."
Bio: Waiting on a neutral country to be described so I can tie in my bio to them. Will create an Immortal-Esque unit in their military.
Likes/Dislikes: "It would be quarrelsome and redundant of myself to say I dislike incessant questions, but I suppose you have been as patient with me as I speak, so I shall say a few things of petty importance and a few that might be relevant. I dislike the taste of fowl, but am rather fond of fish. I care not for the Laguz, but I will work alongside them towards a common cause. I have stood among the Beorc for a long time, and I wish they were granted longer to walk this earth. Their passing always leaves me feeling emptier than before. :("
Strengths/Weakness: "I am graced with magic beyond my peers, as well as resistance to those same magics, but my frame is slighter than the men I once fought along. My arm strength and my ability to withstand hits are limited. But those are simply slight deviations, my true strength is that I am granted the skill of Imbue, healing my wounds in accordance with my magical power, as all Immortals."
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