Post by Kataleana on Jul 18, 2005 21:00:46 GMT -5
Character
Name: Princness Kataleana Olsson (of sweden)
Age:20
Gender: female
Race: humun
Occupation:
Description: Is very scandanavion
Height: 5"7
Hair Color/Style/Texture: blond/long to shoulders/ wavy
Eye Color/Shape: icy blue
Skin Tone: medium tanned
Build:curvy slender
Clothing: wide neek brown silky top sleeves to elbows. Slanted beige skirt goes to knees then up. High boots till just below knee. Satin black belt with sword.
Equipment: Bow and arrow, sword, dagger in boot. Short double ended sword, hidden in arrow case
Skills: (Bow + Arrow/ Magic/ Sword/etc.) bow +arrow, sword , confused magic(dosnt always work out)
Horse: Name:Kingly, white staillion, lippinzer
Personality: Humourous, clumsy, joyeus, likes partys, likes to spend time with kingly
Background: Born a Princess of sweden. Both of my parents were very envolved in viking warfare. Being the king my father went to war often. My mother was also envoled in the warfare. One day at the age of 12 i was left at the permenate village when we herd orc attacks were coming opon my village. My mother and Father went to defend the front part of the villlage. I noticed fire and my maid sent me to my pony, Bazadul and told me to hurry and ride away towards the shore, and get on a boat to denmark. She handed a bag of money. I then rode out the back way.
For many days i rode stopping here and there at other villages, people thought it was odd for such a young girl to be riding alone. Along the way i met a man who told me of my parents deaths, and he was to ascort me to denmark. I was devastated. When we got to the ships they told me i couldnt take my only friend, bazadull withme. I let him free sadly.
It took only 5 hours to get to denmark still with the man. When no one was waiting for me in danmark he offered to be my care taker. When I was 17 he was also called to war, he did not return. What i hadnt knowen he had promised me to the prince of denmark. The prince gave me a mighty gift, Kingly. I did not want to maryy the prince so i fleed on my new steed. From then on i took care of myself and used my skills to survive.
Name: Princness Kataleana Olsson (of sweden)
Age:20
Gender: female
Race: humun
Occupation:
Description: Is very scandanavion
Height: 5"7
Hair Color/Style/Texture: blond/long to shoulders/ wavy
Eye Color/Shape: icy blue
Skin Tone: medium tanned
Build:curvy slender
Clothing: wide neek brown silky top sleeves to elbows. Slanted beige skirt goes to knees then up. High boots till just below knee. Satin black belt with sword.
Equipment: Bow and arrow, sword, dagger in boot. Short double ended sword, hidden in arrow case
Skills: (Bow + Arrow/ Magic/ Sword/etc.) bow +arrow, sword , confused magic(dosnt always work out)
Horse: Name:Kingly, white staillion, lippinzer
Personality: Humourous, clumsy, joyeus, likes partys, likes to spend time with kingly
Background: Born a Princess of sweden. Both of my parents were very envolved in viking warfare. Being the king my father went to war often. My mother was also envoled in the warfare. One day at the age of 12 i was left at the permenate village when we herd orc attacks were coming opon my village. My mother and Father went to defend the front part of the villlage. I noticed fire and my maid sent me to my pony, Bazadul and told me to hurry and ride away towards the shore, and get on a boat to denmark. She handed a bag of money. I then rode out the back way.
For many days i rode stopping here and there at other villages, people thought it was odd for such a young girl to be riding alone. Along the way i met a man who told me of my parents deaths, and he was to ascort me to denmark. I was devastated. When we got to the ships they told me i couldnt take my only friend, bazadull withme. I let him free sadly.
It took only 5 hours to get to denmark still with the man. When no one was waiting for me in danmark he offered to be my care taker. When I was 17 he was also called to war, he did not return. What i hadnt knowen he had promised me to the prince of denmark. The prince gave me a mighty gift, Kingly. I did not want to maryy the prince so i fleed on my new steed. From then on i took care of myself and used my skills to survive.
