Post by amburger on Jun 17, 2006 16:08:50 GMT -4
Name: Baynia Sylverwing
Age: 23
Looks Like: Baynia wears a simple violet tube top, as well as a green skirt that reaches her knees which is adorned with golden-colored trim. Her tall dark green boots nearly reach the edge of her skirt. Her hair is long, wavy and black, the top of her head covered by a green bandana sporting yellow spots. Her build is slim, but somewhat muscular and always fit. Lastly are her long, fingerless, forest green gloves that cover her forearms completely.
Personality: She's anything but a sissy. With both quick wits and temper, she can drive back any attacker for any reason at any time. She's not really very friendly, but is fiercely loyal to those she does know and will stop at nothing to protect them.
Background: She was abused by her parents and ran away from home when she was 15. Finding a place to live with a kind doctor, she stayed with him for many years until he died, passing on his great healing skills and knowledge to her. She wanders now, looking for a place to stop and stay, sick of nowhere to live.
Age: 23
Looks Like: Baynia wears a simple violet tube top, as well as a green skirt that reaches her knees which is adorned with golden-colored trim. Her tall dark green boots nearly reach the edge of her skirt. Her hair is long, wavy and black, the top of her head covered by a green bandana sporting yellow spots. Her build is slim, but somewhat muscular and always fit. Lastly are her long, fingerless, forest green gloves that cover her forearms completely.
Personality: She's anything but a sissy. With both quick wits and temper, she can drive back any attacker for any reason at any time. She's not really very friendly, but is fiercely loyal to those she does know and will stop at nothing to protect them.
Background: She was abused by her parents and ran away from home when she was 15. Finding a place to live with a kind doctor, she stayed with him for many years until he died, passing on his great healing skills and knowledge to her. She wanders now, looking for a place to stop and stay, sick of nowhere to live.