[u][b]Radiant/Rodent [/b][/u] [img]http://i1305.photobucket.com/albums/s550/BOINGSY/rodent_zpshdfbhchq.jpg[/img] [img]http://i1305.photobucket.com/albums/s550/BOINGSY/fe9878bf48ea216f420b479cceb39d61_zpslkjvx0qv.jpg[/img] [b][u]Name[/u]:[/b] Radiant. A pleasure to meet you, it is. [b][u]Age[/u]:[/b] 17, but I'm 18 next... week? Aye, next week it is. [b][u]Gender[/u]:[/b] Lass. ~~~~~ [b][u]Role/Title[/u]:[/b] [i]“Dancing Fire Mage”. Formerly: Radiant of the Extraordinary Sisters Elementalistas!!! Still goes by: Sister Radiant [/i] [i]Mana Enhanced: Can see in the infra-red spectrum, heat resistance, fire immunity. When dancing: sharpened senses and reactions, heightened acrobatic agility and strength/endurance for performances (dancing, climbing, tumbling, leaping, grasping, swinging, running, throwing), fire starting/manipulation/shaping/growth. Skills: dancing, acting, climbing, running, acrobatics, forgery/appraisal, painting, reading/writing, fire manipulation. Other than magic, she will use a staff to defend herself. Fires started by herself are small at first and needs to dance for it to increase in size. Right now, she can only control fire while dancing.[/i] I was a member of a dance/performance troupe of the now-defunct Carnivale of Wondrous Wonders. There were 7 of us. We were all sisters. They called me Sister Radiant in the carnivale. But others... outside the carny; they called me slave. For I was tattooed. On my head. Aye, the tattoos gave me boosts of magicks to enhance me performances, but nay, I never fancied meself as a slave...? But now the jealous and the haters do their best to take me from glory. When the jealous found out who I really was, they laughed and called me Rodent. I'm not a Rodent! I am meant for better things! I am Radiant, I am!!! ~~~~~ [b][u]Personality[/u]:[/b] [i]Vivacious, dancing street rat growing up into hard times, and it's taking its toll, but really still just wants to be a good girl.[/i] [i] Boisterous, energetic and fun-loving and very much daring and adrenaline driven yet still considerate, sharing is caring, enduring chick. But waning naivete and increasing dour view point of others affects her attitude and trust issues do not allow her to keep friends nowadays. She's not violent and doesn't like to fight or hurt things really; she will defend herself or flee. She can take a pounding for such a scrawny thing. [/i] Who can I turn to now? No one. Utterly and completely. People outside the carnivale... you cannot trust them. They tell you one thing, they promise to you, swear it, alack... oh but they are lying...!! They just want to use you. They make you do things for them... to them... because you believe them. They hurt you. But I am done hurting. I protect meself. I was Sister Radiant afterall. I do my work that needs doing. But I still wear rags. No one suspects me... perhaps this Rodent name serves the look? Hmmm... But still, I feed the dogs and the other poor, lost and destitute-- I'm not one of them, do know that! But see... That's where most my earnings go... to feed us streeties. And to keep the rodents away... Rodent. Anyways... well, that, and it is rather expensive to live on the streets here! Mother Bradford commands such a price for keeping me safe on these streets! Thank all goodness for her... who knows where I would have ended up should she not have found me! ~~~~~ [b][u]History[/u]:[/b] [i]A former 'circus slave' who wants to live up to her lost life of grandeur but cannot get over past and present shame.[/i] They say I ended up at the carnivale as a bundled love joy; a gift on their front step... if there was such a step. But oh! O' Brothers Adestav- Carnivale of Wondrous Wonders!!! Oooh... such stupendous spectacle! Such extravagant entertainment...! But bother... lost only in mem'ry nowadays... but still! Me earliest memory was holding the kind warm hand of Brother Piotri as he took me for a tour into the Wild and Dangerous Beasts from The Mythical Lands of Wilderness and Damnation!!! Oh, they were lovely... and such a pain to clean and clean up after... but they were lovely nontheless! And not just Mythical Beasts, but wonderous performances too! Like... oh, the Amazing Acrobatic High-Flying Death-Defying Angels. And the Extraordinary Sisters Elementalistas! Was one of them, was I... aye, I was. I was thirteen when I received me own spotter light solo dance. By then I had already mastered my arts. I could read and write with the best of them. Had a discriminating eye, I did, said Brother Mishkan. I had talent. At first I din't feel so good about copying things... but they said it was craft and my versions were better than theirs; it was art in me blood! I painted and wrote things just like original paintings and writings of others! I was very good, if not better than me sister Elementalistas, must say meself. Radiant was talented at her craft; her arts. And so I received more tattoos as reward! Me head was shorn and ink patterns laid there upon me scalp. Such loverly designs, aye... They were magical! They helped me master physical performing feats that no others could do! I was being groomed to be an Elementalista! The tattoos would aid me, but I couldn't grow out mine own hair. It would hurt when I did, I was told. I couldn't go farther than a stones throw from the carnivale or it would hurt when I did, I was told. Nights of bed with the brothers to ease and please would stop the incessant buzzing in me head due to the magicks. I din't mind those nights as much as the other girls, but I was one of the older girls afterall. But oh, thirteen! What a year! What a year!!! And oh, was I welcomed with such applause and admirations! I began to hone me skills of the poi, staff, fan and whips! They loved me, they did. And so to practice, the Brothers made me do 'excursions' exercises. This was where I went outside the carnivale and practiced my performance skills to earn money and... and... ...and the day came when Ovorion took over. The carnivale was decimated. Burned to the ground and I fled and hid in the streets. They laughed at me. Street people laughed at me. I said my name was Sister Radiant. They just laughed and called me Rodent. They told me that I should realize that the Brothers of Wonders were illusion-makers and kidnappers and child rapists. I was a victim. They used me and my sisters to create art fakes and replace real arts with my forgeries. They used me and me sister Elementalistas to write fake certificates and fake legal documents. But I swear I was not a slave!!! I chose... I chose to live like that but... ..but I escaped and I found my way to Mother Bradford and she took me in. She made me pay for safety because... because others did so on the streets and... so I danced and made forgeries for her too so to earn my keep... I... at least I'm not a slave! I can grow my hair if I want! I can, it does not hurt! I just... the tattoos, they make me look tough! But I couldn't live like that anymore! I couldn't be one of the poor and suffering! I was an Elementalista! An Extraordinary one, y'know! And... and... ...and then she saw me. She saw me dancing and she took me with her... to see the Queen. The Priestess swore to protect me. But she... she stole me from Mother Bradford and my new guardians... but... ummm... I'm okay with that, I am. I ne'er told em I actually wanted to go with the Priestess. For the enormous woman was crude and rough around the edges; a fish out of water too... and she was to meet the queen. The Queen! A seal proved it! So then I would guide her. I would show her this world and lead her to the meeting. I ne'er told them I would fight Orovian because of what he did to... my family. My people of the carnivale. O' Brothers Adestav. They loved me... I know this is true. They did not use me... they did not... they taught me skills... But anyways the last I told Mother Bradford was that I would pay for what I owed her, I would return and shower her with gifts and riches. For I am honourable and keep my word; I am and I do... ...unlike this Priestess. She hits me. She says I must earn what knowledge I learn. What does that mean?! She can barely speak our language! Ohhhh... and She says she will protect me... but everyone who says they want the best for me... they used me. They will all use me. But not the Queen... oh, but I remember performing for her, I swear we performed for her and her royalty! The Brothers said so! I was 13. I swear I saw her applaud and admire me. 13... what a year! What a year. She must have loved our performance...! For I'm Radiant, I am. Not a Rodent. I'm meant for something greater... whoosh... ~~~~~ [u][b]Anything Extra[/b][/u]: One day I'm going to be a queen too... and I will rule together with Queen Rhysln, aye... Side by side! We will love each other and rule our queendom together till we die. I love our Queen... she applauded me... admired me. A queen loved what I did... loved what I am... And so it must--nay, [i]it will[/i] come to pass. Together. Forever.[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ae23oi9sxYg] A radiant queen... and her queen Radiant.[/url]