[@Leoven] Awright, here we go. A CS for ya! I think everything is in order, but do tell if I messed something up somewhere. Didn't go into too much detail about the religious institution for Shdowpine at the moment, but I think it might be a bit of a good idea to expand on that at some point.

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[center][h1][color=aba000]Yvette Mulrayan[/color][/h1][img]http://i.imgur.com/UD450oh.jpg[/img][/center]
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[color=aba000][b]Full Name:[/b][/color] Knight Yvette Mulrayan

[color=aba000][b]Nickname/Alias:[/b][/color]
 Knight, 'Mercenary' and 'Bandit' for those who wish to get on her bad side

[color=aba000][b]Age:[/b][/color] 24
[color=aba000][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Female, Cis
[color=aba000][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color] Bisexual. Will sleep with anything as long as she's drunk enough. Thankfully, she's never actually been [i]that[/i] drunk. [s]much to Ciervia's dismay[/s]
[color=aba000][b]Country:[/b][/color] Shdowpine
[color=aba000][b]Occupation:[/b][/color]
Currently, she works as a knight for the Church in Shdowpine. Formerly, however, she was a bandit and mercenary, something others of the order tend to use to mock her less than noble origins, though they forget her father was once one of the more prestigious knights in the order.

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[color=aba000][b]Appearance:[/b][/color]
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Typically, Yvette can be found wearing the armor that once belonged to her father, who used to be a high ranking official knight of the Church. The armor is old, and the heraldry on them is faded and torn in places but offers excellent protection from the cold and other elements, and while not heavy plate it offers solid protection from a number of attacks. It seems to depict a many headed dragon of some sort, though the origins of it seem to be obscure at best. Despite its age, the armor is fairly well made, and has a few pieces of plate strapped on, most notably the helm, plate boots, and gauntlets. The armor comes equipped with a belt with a number of pouches for storing things on it.

As for physical appearance, Yvette has a more well built frame then most women might have with obvious muscles. She stands at roughly 5'9", taller than most other women and has short cut blond hair with a healthy complexion free of most blemishes. She has short cut blond hair that falls to her neck, with emerald green eyes. Typically, while not wearing her armor she wears simple, easy to move in clothing, and always keeps a sword on her at all times.

[color=aba000][b]Background:[/b][/color]
Born to a family of farmers near the capital, Yvette had a relatively simple childhood. Her father was an ex-soldier for the church who retired after an injury to the knee that prevented him from walking for extended periods, and her mother a simple farm girl. For the first fifteen years of her life, Yvette had a relatively normal life. No, nothing tragic happened. Her parents are still living out on that farm happily. Yvette just got...bored with the farm life. Thirsted for adventure, as some might say. So she picked up her her fathers old sword and set out to...well, do whatever it was she wanted? She left the farm without much of a plan, and in hindsight could have probably done a lot better.

Eventually for money she started hiring her sword out to those who might need it to cover expenses while she was out exploring the cold lands of Shdowpine. For a few years until she turned 24, she 'adventured' as much as she committed banditry against the country she called home. At times, she worked with others. Being a sellsword held that risk, after all. Sometimes needed two people for a job, sometimes more sometimes she worked solo. Made a few good contacts and friends along the way, and eventually got a small group of ne'er do wells together annnnd promptly stared harassing Shdowpine. What? It was fun, messing with those so called religious nutjobs and fun to do on the off chance she wasn't out exploring some remote part of the region.

How did she stumble across Ciervia? Well, it involved exploring the mountains above the temple where she wasn't technically supposed to be, the dragon's stomach, him not having eaten in awhile and Yvette's cooking smelling delicious. After a small misadventure with them having to make a rather quick escape from the cave after a misunderstanding with another dragon, Yvette joined up with the church after they got word she was a listener. She left her old group of little bandits behind and mostly straightened out her life. Well, as straight as ones life is compared to the definitions of Shdowpine standards.

That said, she doesn't exactly mind Shdowpine and their practices. Never had much of an issue with them at all really, she just needed a wealthy target to steal from and they happened to be the closest one. Now that she's basically working for them - why should she care what they do? She's loyal, that much is certain and while some of their practices may be questionable she doesn't particularly mind. As for conquering the rest of Alona...well, fighting is fun. She gets to fight, she could get behind world domination. Considering her personality and loyalty towards things and people she's worked with for a long time, as long as they don't do something stupid they'll have a loyal soldier as long as they don't do anything stupid.

Of course, such loyalties may become conflicted at times and she may eventually having to end up choosing.

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[color=aba000][b]Strengths:[/b][/color]
[indent][color=aba000]》[/color] Skilled with pole-arm type weapons as well as swords
[color=aba000]》[/color] Good cook, gained from nights traveling alone.
[color=aba000]》[/color] fairly good at maintaining and making weapons. Give her a forge and some ore, and she can make ya a decent weapon.[/indent]     [color=aba000]》[/color] Fairly physically fit, and fairly agile on her feet - your typical knight.
     [color=aba000]》[/color] [i]extremely[/i] loyal to people that are able to tolerate her rather...erm, special brand of nonsense. She'll fight for a cause she believes in, and for those alongside her even if it means she gets hurt in the process.
[color=aba000][b]Weaknesses:[/b][/color]
[indent][color=aba000]》[/color] Tends to never take things seriously
[color=aba000]》[/color] Has a 'shoot first, ask later' mentality, meaning she tends to always charge into things head on. No sense in hesitating, even if a foe is much stronger than you. Tends to get her into some messy situations at times.
[color=aba000]》[/color] Not that great with people and maintaining personal relationships[/indent]     [color=aba000]》[/color] Academically, a bit of a dimwit. Not stupid or slow mind you, but anything dealing with complex theories and such tends to go right over her head and one must explain in extremely simple terms for her to get a good grasp of it. Using analogies will save one great trouble.
[color=aba000][b]Equipment:[/b][/color]
[indent][color=aba000]》[/color] Yvettes favored weapon, is a well built and sturdy, if simple halberd - made it herself, and is rather proud of it.
[color=aba000]》[/color] Fathers old armor
[color=aba000]》[/color] Sword, always kept strapped to her side.
[color=aba000]》[/color] Journal and pencil, for keeping note of anything interesting she discovers so she can come back later if she's busy.
[color=aba000]》[/color] Canteen of alcohol, for emergencies.[/indent]

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[center][h1][color=0076a3] [s]Frost-butt[/s] Ciervia, The Boreal King[/color][/h1][img]http://i.imgur.com/TTy3Tns.jpg[/img][/center]
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[color=0076a3][b]Full Name:[/b][/color] [s]Frosty the snow dragon[/s] Ciervia, The Boreal King (Self proclaimed title, mind you)
[color=0076a3][b]Age:[/b][/color] 248 years, but then, what is age to a dragon?
[color=0076a3][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Tends to take female looking forms, but mostly uses male pronouns and titles.
[color=0076a3][b]Race:[/b][/color] Frost dragon, generally could care less about the other dragons.
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[color=0076a3][b]Appearance:[/b][/color]

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In dragon form, Ciervia is a tall, majestic beast that radiates an aura of cold simply by being in the area. He is at least as large as a typical medium sized building, and has a wingspan large enough to allow one to fly with that size. He towers over all humans, and is large even for an ice dragon. He has icy cold blue scales, with hard crystals of ice growing out of various places on his body, especially his tail which has a mace of ice molded onto the end of it.

As far as human appearances go, Ciervia takes a...well, surprisingly dainty looking female form. While it is far from physically imposing, there is a certain regal air to his appearance. Small in stature, standing around only five seven with a slender, body with a flawless complexion and icy, cold blue eyes that seem to regard everything around them with disgust. As if the humans and other dragons around him are somehow filthy and unclean. His skin would be almost freezing to the touch, should someone other than Yvette have the audacity to do such a thing. If they do, they will almost certainly lose that hand in the process. After all, touching a being such as himself is something most people should make a sacrifice to do.

[color=0076a3][b]Background:[/b][/color]
Ciervia's history is mostly kept to himself. He dislikes speaking of it, and tends to for the most part avoid the subject. Not out of any sort of bad memories and such mind you, but only because there is...very little to mention. Or at least, he thinks nothing of it. For most of his history, he stayed out of contact with humans, somewhere along the line after observing them, deeming them 'foolish monkeys and fragile ants to play with', he secluded himself in his mountain home, for the most part content with living by himself, and yet...occasionally, he ventured out and observed the humans from a distance. A bit curious, despite his disdain for them.

Perhaps it was idly curiosity, loneliness, [s]his stomach[/s] that drove him to meet Yvette. Whatever the case, the dragon was more or less 'tamed' by the human and Ceirvia decided to allow this human to have contact with her and be his 'listener'

They've been together quite a short time, though the dragon does seem to at least approve of Yvettes existence, unlike any other human.

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[color=0076a3][b]Strengths:[/b][/color]
[indent][color=0076a3]》[/color] Surprisingly smart and knowledgeable about most things, the brains of the two.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] As with most frost dragons, he is capable of enchantment but would [i]never[/i] do such a thing for any human aside from maybe Yvette, if she asked nicely.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Frost breath is freezing, able to slow and freeze most living things quite easily, and if not kill them hold them in place so he can smash them easily.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Manipulative, and knows how to use words to his advantage
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Oddly fond of children.
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[color=0076a3][b]Weaknesses:[/b][/color]
[indent][color=0076a3]》[/color] Extremely arrogant and proud, thinks of most humans as little more than insects.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Weak to most forms of fire, considering his icy nature, though it is far from a deciding factor in a fight.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Like most frost dragons, Ciervia is a bit on the slower side.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Jealousy and vanity runs deep in the dragon, and dislikes being ignored.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Can get surprisingly pouty if ignored too long after the initial jealousy.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Vindictive and violent to those he thinks have wronged him, and will always go for sweet revenge instead of peace without nudging from Yvette.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Cruel, and likes 'playing' with his foes.
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Yvette's cooking
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Yvette
[color=0076a3]》[/color] Good food [s]Yes he's a glutton[/s]


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