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| Zariah Adair; 'Renegade' | |
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| Topic Started: Jan 6 2007, 12:32 PM (502 Views) | |
| Renegade | Jan 6 2007, 12:32 PM Post #1 |
Using carcasses as stepping stones.
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Note that this is the old description. This version of the character no longer exists on site. General Full Name: Zariah Adair Nicknames: Renegade Profession: Demon, Vampire, and werewolf Hunter. In that order. Class: Immortal, cursed. Gender: Female Race: Human Alignment: Silly little things, these 'alignments'. She prefers calling it perspective. Demeanour: Prideful, arrogant, unfriendly, and you're not worth her time. Weapon/Magic of Choice: Unholy sword, teleport to evade and magic shield to guard. Appearance Eye Colour: A swirled mixture of slate gray and gunmetal blue. Hair Colour: Dark blonde, reaching past the shoulders and down to mid back. Age: Has not aged past 25 years. Scars: A burn scar (brand) in the shape of a rough capital R is located at the right corner of her jaw. Build: Average. Skin Quality: Slightly pale, like someone recovering from sickness. General Appearance: A young woman appearing to be of common blood line. Her manner of dress somehow places as odd in the current times, labeling her as a foreigner. Wears black underclothing, short sleeved, grey silk shirt that buttons along the front, a black and red jacket, black fingerless gloves, grey pants, the fabric torn and full of holes, heavy black boots with silver accents. Zariah has a small, burn scar at the right corner of her jaw line, shaped like a capital 'R'. Her eyes are a swirled mixture of slate gray and gunmetal blue and her hair dark blonde, reaching past the shoulders and down to mid back. Always carrying herself in that prideful sort of way that indicates you as not being worth the time it take to look at you. Personality Influences: Demon hunting, her curse. Likes: Drinking, hunting. Dislikes: She hates the things she hunts, leaving her with no mercy for demons and their ilk. Zariah hates being called a mercenary, as if such a common occupation is below her status as a demon hunter. Goals: To make as much money as possible to keep herself from thirst or lack of a good bed. Kill as many demons and the like as possible. Find a truly challenging opponent. Strengths: Can't die. Is fairly well skilled with a sword. High endurance. Habits: Drinking. Weaknesses or Flaws: Though she cannot die she can suffer innumerable wounds and afflictions. Eventually the pain gets too much and her body does shut down on her. But she is constantly aware of the pain/illness until her body heals itself. There is neither relief from death or unconsciousness. General Personality: Cynical, anti social, rude, sarcastic, arrogant. Oh yeah, she's a real pleasure to be around. Family Father: Dead. Mother: Dead. Siblings: None. Lover: Thus far no one has proved interesting enough to sleep with. And love, ha, forget it. Other Family: Dead. Companions or Pets: No, after having one too many dogs turned into roadkill she's given up on taking care of any sort of pet. History A demon hunter hailing from other lands with more advanced technology than Avalon's, Zariah feels pretty out of place here. Magic was forbidden where she comes from, however she had learned a few new tricks since her arrival in Avalon. Out of spite perhaps? Who knows. Zariah was exiled from her homeland after failing in her duty to kill a demon and his brother. Not, however, before receiving a curse at the hands of said demon. The race was weaker then than it is in Avalon, and they mostly just caused random acts of violence on the general population. Zariah was one of the best hunters for her age, having killed off many demons without so much as a thought as to why she did it. It was just her job, and that was all she knew. But it was one job; only one, that changed everything. She took on an old demon, one who still kept his power and his strength for hundreds of years. Zariah underestimated this demon, and in her fight against him, she nearly lost her life. The demon was not alone, as he had a brother along with him. The brother was weaker; younger and Zariah almost managed to kill him, but the elder interrupted their fight. In the end, Zariah wound up near death with a strange type of arrow not seen in Avalon embedded deep in her chest. Since she was on the edge of death anyways she dared the demons to finish her off. Instead the elder found it would be far more amusing to keep Zariah alive. Zariah said she'd kill herself anyways, as she knew she would either be executed or exiled for her failure. However, instead of killing her the demon cursed Zariah to immortality. After healing mysteriously from her wounds, she was promptly transported to Avalon, with no funds, no food, and no weapon. Back home, she is expected to be dead as, after all, surely her exile had sent her to a far more dangerous place than their homeland. She wandered around for a day or so, and found herself in the ruins of Varigal. Little does she know that she is now in a place called Avalon, and that things are entirely different from her old home. Eventually she mastered the ways of the sword, and after taking an unholy blade from the hands of a dead fallen angel, kills demons with a weapon of their own design. In the years that followed Zariah has since made a name for herself and sets off to killing whatever demons she is paid to kill. Thus far she has made quite a bit of profit but ultimately, is seeking an opponent strong enough to finally sate her. |
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