How would your character describe themselves before a court of their respected peers? Magic will reveal outright lies, but not subtle deceit:
“I say to you my dearest ladies and most exalted gentlemen, I am more than just a pretty face, _ (pause, big smile with wink)_ I am also a most avid fan of studying the world we live in, a scholar, if you will.
(walks around room, making eye contact) “Good, evil, despair, hope, sorrow and joy… You cannot have one without the other. We could not understand light, if darkness didn’t exist. It is with the understanding of this balance, courage and strong sense of self that I make my way into the world. And it is for you, the people, that I continue to uphold balance and justice so that we may all walk in the light of peace” (huge smile with a low curtsy)
What virtues, like courage, generosity, justice, or truthfulness does your character value the most? What qualities does your character despise?:
“I value beauty, curiosity, power, and intelligence. Never be afraid to be passionate about what you love, then one’s life has a purpose. Apathy and indifference could be the down fall of us all – think about it.”
What is your character’s greatest strength?:
I must say, I am very good with people, public speaking, crowds. I can be extremely convincing to the most difficult of people. I easily make friends, but its hard for me to be close to them.
What is your character’s greatest weakness?:
I will be the first one to admit, I am pretty much useless with a weapon. (Giggles) I can barely even tell the difference between a dagger and a steak knife. However, I choose not to wield one, preferring more of a ‘non-violent’ alternative to any ‘disagreements’. (Smiles)
Generally it is believed the gods abandoned the world or never existed. Does your character believe in the old gods?:
I certainly believe in a higher power and that my soul is eternal. There are just too many miracles and unexplained wonders in this world to not believe. Don’t ask me to put a name to this power, I couldn’t. But deep down, you all know its true, some of you just hide it better than others, even to yourselves. So what if the gods/powers-to-be did abandon us? We are still standing. We are all still here. What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.
Describe your character’s family? What are your parents’ like? Do you have brothers or sisters? Which family or friends do you hold most dear?:
I live with my master, whom I hold in the highest of esteems. He has taken me under his wing and shown me my true path in this world. Without him, I would be lost. I couldn’t have asked for a better sister. She has kept me grounded, especially when I am frustrated, angry, or get carried away. Her positive attitude and her appreciation for life’s simple pleasures reminds me that in between goals is a thing called life, that has to be lived and enjoyed. I have never seen a better tracker/hunter either. She is one with nature, and finding fortitude in the solitude of the woods, its where she is most happy.
My father, a dark elf, abandoned the family when I was quite young, my sister was about half my age then. I barely remember his face. When I try to recall him, I just get this feeling of coldness and regret. My mother never stopped loving him, always having faith that he’ll return one day. He never did. She died a years ago of a fever. I love my mother, she did the best she could with what she had. If it were my guess, I’d say she was spelled, but I don’t know for certain, perhaps I never will.
I find myself thinking of my father frequently. When my master catches me, he always says, “Know for certain that what we dwell on is who we become, and you do not want to become him, Adora.”. He never explains much about him. I know he practices magic, as that same magic runs in my blood. I can feel it. It runs through my veins hot and cold at the same time.
Everyone has something that is important, whether it is a ring, a sword, or a memento. What is sacred to your character? Explain why it is important.:
I have this pendant that my mother gave me before she died. It looks like a miniature human heart cast in a silver alloy, though it’s not made of silver. I put it on a chain and keep her heart close to mine. “Never forget your humanity, my sweet child, its what will balance you.”, she told me. Being about 10, I didn’t really understand her, but I tearfully promised her I wouldn’t anyway.
Has your character ever killed someone? If so please describe what happened with as much detail as possible.:
I have never killed anyone. Though, I would if I had to protect my sister or allies and not think twice on it. Since I prefer a more non-violent approach, it would have to be my last option. I would soon leave the real killing to those that can wield weapons.
Does your character have any enemies? If so, why? What happened?:
Not that I’m aware of. I have a tendency to make friends, not enemies. (Winks) In all seriousness though, I am a defender of justice and balance, my enemies are those who seek to destroy that which I defend.
Your character is plagued by a recurring dream/nightmare. Describe the dream.:
A cave, its always a cave. I can’t see it, but I can tell by the feel of rough stone beneath my fingers and the cold damp taste of the stagnant air. I grope around, my eyes begging for some light so that I may see. I’ve been here awhile now. Seeing only blackness, I bring my hand up to feel my face and see if my eyes are in fact open. They are open and blinking stupidly. My face feels wet, a thick liquid covers my cheeks and drips onto the barren floor with a loud echoing drop. Moving my hands up my face, I realize its coming from my eyes. My tongue reaches out to touch the corner of my mouth. Hoping for the saltiness of tears, my tongue retreats back inside, bringing with it a metallic taste. Blood.
A voice from the darkness, distinctly male, calls something I can’t discern. The heart I wear around my neck starts beating when the voice calls. I pull it from my bodice to feel the beat in my hands.
I begin to shake all over as a feeling of dread washes over me slowly and thoroughly. Silence screams in my ears, interrupted only by the slow beat of the heart. I will die if I can’t get out of here, I just know it. “The time is now.” it finally says clearly. But I can’t make out if the voice is helping me or it is the threat itself. And then I wake up restless and usually pretty cold.
What is your character’s greatest regret?:
I have none. I shall never regret yesterday for as long as I live.
How do you want people to remember you after your death?:
Though it may be my ego talking, (Ave assures me I have a huge one) I want to be remembered by the people as a beloved leader. One who brought peace and balance wherever I went. Talk fondly to their children of my deeds. My enemies will remember how ruthless and resolute I am in never hesitating to smite those that cross me or my allies. My revenge bringing them hellish nightmares for the rest of their waking lives.
