[hider=Aisha Najm] [center] [h2][b][color=d8b863]Aisha Najm[/color][/b][/h2] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/9c/f0/07/9cf0071d387309962f9bd867fba5ba1f.jpg[/img] [color=d8b863][b]”The land is cruel and powerful. Respect it and fear it, or suffer it's wrath.”[/b][/color] [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character Summary[/b][/h2] [b][color=d8b863]Name:[/color][/b] Aisha Najm [b][color=d8b863]Aliases:[/color][/b] Ai, The Star of the Desert, Harbinger of the Sands [b][color=d8b863]Age:[/color][/b] 20 [b][color=d8b863]Birthday:[/color][/b] April 20 [b][color=d8b863]Race/Species:[/color][/b] Centaur [b][color=d8b863]Gender:[/color][/b] Female [b][color=d8b863]Birthplace:[/color][/b] Centauran, Kaeleer. [b][color=d8b863]Jewel color:[/color][/b] Birthright: Blood Opal Offering: Red [b][color=d8b863]Class/Caste:[/color][/b] Witch [b][color=d8b863]Languages:[/color][/b] Common Centaur [b][color=d8b863]Occupation:[/color][/b] Nomad, Guide (Puurl and Kaeleer), sometimes armed escort. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Appearance[/b][/h2] [b][color=d8b863]Height:[/color][/b] 1,98m (6'49") [b][color=d8b863]Weight:[/color][/b] 443kg (around 975lbs) [b][color=d8b863]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Russet brown eyes. [b][color=d8b863]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Heavily tanned, sun kissed skin. [b][color=d8b863]Body Type:[/color][/b] Her lower half has striking similarities to an Arabian Purebred and an Thoroughbred, with the refined and elegant lines of an Arabian Purebred and the size and muscles of a Thoroughbred. Her upper half is curvaceous and elegant, giving her an deceptively fragile appearance. [b][color=d8b863]Hair Color:[/color][/b] Light blonde, almost platinum due to the sun. [b][color=d8b863]Hair Style:[/color][/b] Long, untied. [b][color=d8b863]Birthmarks:[/color][/b] Spiral marks on her forearms and hands. Due to their beautiful pattern, she paints them with a golden paint, to make them stand out a bit more. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character Psychology[/b][/h2] [b][color=d8b863]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Heterosexual [b][color=d8b863]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Single [b][color=d8b863]Personality:[/color][/b] Aisha is a rather quiet and calm centaur, preferring to stay quiet than starting a conversation with strangers. Behind her quiet and introvert exterior though, hides an incredibly cult woman, able to talk about most subjects with a surprising knowledge. Upon knowing someone a bit better, she can get surprisingly friendly and warm. She is incredibly friendly and nice to those that are good to her. Thanks to that, even being rather quiet, she makes friends very easily. Aisha is very proud of her heritage. That means, never call her a work horse, a cart horse, or suggest her to carry a cart... It won't end well. On the best of cases, she will simply turn away and never speak with you again... If you push your luck a bit too much... Well... her kicks can hurt a lot... But all in all, she is surprisingly calm, it is rather difficult to get her mad. Even being calm and quiet, Aisha is no pushover. She has strong opinions and she is not one to take things lying down. Although she is not particularly fond of meaningless violence, she will fight if she needs to. Regarding to martial arts, she is surprisingly diligent with her training, being sure to keep her skills sharp, as she doesn't like to rely on others that much. [b][color=d8b863]Habits:[/color][/b] - Every day, when the sun sets, Aisha likes to sit down to make some tea and drink it, relaxing. Even if she is in the middle of Puurl, she takes a while to rest and drink some tea if she has enough things to make it. - Immediately after the sun sets and the stars rise, Aisha takes a few moments in a silent prayer to the stars. [b][color=d8b863]Hobbies:[/color][/b] - Making herbal tea. - Cooking (middle eastern food. Strong taste, with a lot of different spices) - Training with her bow and her glaive. - Jewlery. Although its quite surprising, Aisha loves jewelry, particularly gold. [b][color=d8b863]Fears:[/color][/b] - Being captured and chained. - Arachna (don't ask... She simply doesn't like them) - Weakness, she fears becoming weak and useless. [b][color=d8b863]Likes:[/color][/b] - Sweets - Spices and spicy food. - Jewels and other pretty accessories. - Running [b][color=d8b863]Dislikes:[/color][/b] - Fish. She hates to eat fish. - Arachna, they are seriously creepy... - Being ordered to pull a cart, being treated like a normal horse. - People who talk to her condescendingly [h2][b]Skills[/b][/h2] [b][color=d8b863]General Skills[/color][/b] - Cooking - Star Gazing Orientation: She can roughly estimate her position by watching the stars. - Herbal knowledge: Be it the few and scarce herbs growing in the plains, or the ones that cover the forest floor, she knows exactly which one of those are used for poison, remedies, tea or even to season food. - First Aid: By using herbs, bandages, and a few other things, she can take care of most basic to moderate wounds, and even keeping heavy wounds from bleeding and keeping them clean until she can find someone to close them. - Falcon's Eyes: She has an unusually sharp eyesight. - Amathomancy: A form of divination based on the interpretation of the patterns in the sand. [b][color=d8b863]Combat skills[/color][/b] - Mounted Marksmanship: Aisha is a fearsome archer. Her mobility and her precision make her a real threat with the bow. - Glaive Mastery: In close combat, Aisha can hold her own very, very well, especially with her glaive. The weapon's reach, coupled with her natural mobility, make her especially troublesome in close quartes as well. - Mounted Combat: This one is incredibly obvious... She is a centaur... She is incredibly adept in using her natural mobility, reach, strength and weight to her advantage. [b][color=d8b863]Magic skills[/color][/b] - Swift Sands: Heightens her physical abilities, making her faster, stronger, tougher... This spell is very taxing on her body, making her incredibly hungry and tired if its used for too long. If she is not careful with this, it can literally make her pass out after an extended period of time using it. - Decree of the Desert: Summons a strong sandstorm, covering everything in sand and salt. Although it is quite flashy, it is simply a sandstorm, no magical effects or anything. (Aisha is not affected by it (sand on her eyes, vision impairment & etc)) - Sand Manipulation - Mirage: Inside the sandstorm, Aisha passively uses her magic to create a mild illusion like effect, making others inside the sandstorm hear her steps coming from different directions, see copies of her moving around or even charging at them but quickly disappearing in the air & etc. It makes fighting against her inside the sandstorm a very difficult task. [hr][hr] [h2][b]History[/b][/h2] [b][color=d8b863]Background[/color][/b] Aisha was born in Centauran, but spent most of her life traveling around Kaeleer, due to her parents' nomadic lifestyle. They were notorious for being one of the few who were able to get people through Pruul safely. Since she was a tiny filly, Aisha traveled with her parents through Kaeleer without much difficulty. Through Arceria, running through the vast open plains, through the dense forest in the Kindred Territories. Aisha had received a pretty powerful birthright jewel, a blood opal, but even though, she wasn't able to use magic like her parents. That made her feel much weaker compared to them. She felt like she would never getting behind, everyone else was so strong with their jewels, and she was only of the few who was not able to use hers. Because of that, everyone treated her like a weak, useless child. Not wanting to continue useless, she dedicated good part of her childhood training with a bow and a glaive. Training so she could take care of herself even without magic, training so no one would call her weak ever again. Her diligence and dedication paid out, as she mastered the use of both weapons after years training. When Aisha turned 16, after learning how to take care of herself, she went to Pruul with her parents for the first time. She had always left behind when her parents went there, but after insisting so much, they decided she was ready. She heard many stories about that cruel and merciless place, Pruul was a desert wasteland, its sands carried nothing but death, salt and suffering. Not even a single living being would thrive in such place. Those who weren't very careful would soon meet their demise on those searing hot sands. She soon realized upon getting there, that it wasn't a place a child should go. Every step, every breath was crucial to decide if she would live or die. Her visit to Pruul changed her way to see the world. Previously, she thought she was very powerful and could go anywhere... How wrong she was... That encounter with death showed her how ruthless the world could be. She learned that the land could be stronger and deadlier than any living being. The land could be her biggest ally, or her biggest enemy. On Aisha's family, visiting Pruul was almost like a coming of age ceremony. Every member of the Najm family went there to prove themselves, to prove not only their strength, but their abilities, intelligence and to prove a valuable lesson to them: Never underestimate the land. Always respect and fear it. Her Virgin Night ceremony was made soon after that. It was done swiftly. Without feelings, by an experienced consort. It was done as it should be done: As an offering. Her new jewel had a fiery, hot red color. She couldn't put it in words, but somehow she knew. She knew that her jewel, her magic, was connected to what happened on Pruul. The cruel, merciless and arid sands of Pruul that carried nothing but death. What she experienced there, taught her many things. She knew she wasn't strong. She would never be strong enough to compete against the nature. Fear and respect the land, and it will give you everything. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Additional Information[/b][/h2] [b][color=d8b863]Other:[/color][/b] Aisha means 'Alive' in Arabic, and Najm means 'Star' [hider=Aisha's Bow] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d3/96/22/d39622b2f0add2792a5cafb4908ef9e6.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider=Aisha's Glaive] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/14/68/6c/14686c7a0ae1f2f6530731be3189d5b5.jpg[/img] [/hider] [b][color=d8b863]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [hider=Theme Song] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bknc2z27B5E[/youtube] [/hider] [/center] [/hider] [hider=Naaji] [center] [h2][b][color=black]Naaji[/color][/b][/h2] [img]http://s1.ibtimes.com/sites/www.ibtimes.com/files/styles/embed/public/2017/03/13/amur-tiger_0.jpg[/img] [color=black][b]”It is not natural for a sheep to be ferocious, so don't expect a tiger to be inoffensive.”[/b][/color] [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character Summary[/b][/h2] [b][color=black]Name:[/color][/b] Naaji [b][color=black]Age:[/color][/b] 4 [b][color=black]Birthday:[/color][/b] April 9 [b][color=black]Race/Species:[/color][/b] Siberian Tiger [b][color=black]Gender:[/color][/b] Male [b][color=black]Birthplace:[/color][/b] Arceria, Kaeler [b][color=black]Jewel color:[/color][/b] Birthright: Purple Dusk Offering: Blood Opal [b][color=black]Class/Caste:[/color][/b] Warlord [b][color=black]Languages:[/color][/b] Kindred [b][color=black]Occupation:[/color][/b] Kindred [hr][hr] [h2][b]Appearance[/b][/h2] [b][color=black]Height:[/color][/b] [b][color=black]Weight:[/color][/b] 294kg (around 648lbs) [b][color=black]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Yellow [b][color=black]Fur Color:[/color][/b] Orange with black stripes (Duh... it's a tiger :lol) [hr][hr] [h2][b]Character Psychology[/b][/h2] [b][color=black]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Heterosexual [b][color=black]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Single [b][color=black]Personality:[/color][/b] Largely protective around his own kin and particularly those he consider friends and allies. Naaji is not afraid of showing his fangs to defend himself, his food or his allies. [b][color=black]Habits:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Marking the trees nearby with claw marks to keep intruders away. [*] Hide any leftovers on trees, carrying the carcass up to one of its branches. [/list] [b][color=black]Hobbies:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Stalking "humans" out of curiosity. [*] Climbing on trees, and sleeping on it's branches. [/list] [b][color=black]Fears:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Being caged [*] Hayllians (Not only fear, but he came to really hate them as well) [/list] [b][color=black]Likes:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Meat [*] "Humans" (the ones who don't attack him) [/list] [b][color=black]Dislikes:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Hayllians [*] Eels. They taste terrible... [/list] [h2][b]Skills[/b][/h2] [b][color=black]General Skills[/color][/b] [list] [*] Tracking [*] Climbing trees and even some rocks, depending on their size. [/list] [b][color=black]Combat skills[/color][/b] [list] [*] Agility and flexibility: Once he is after his prey, running away from him is very difficult. [*] Precise bites: Always aiming for the neck, the back of the head or other weak spots, every bite he gives is very dangerous. [*] Hunter's patience: If his prey is too strong for Naaji to take down, he will give it a few bites to cripple it, and let it bleed away, or wait until its weak enough for him to go in for the kill. [/list] [b][color=black]Magic skills[/color][/b] [list] [*] Wrath of the Wild: Temporarily heightens his physical capabilities. It is a very tiring skill, and the longer he keeps it active, the more hungry and tired he gets when it ends. [*] Meld: Mild camouflage. Although it doesn't make him completely invisible, instead making him somewhat 'transparent'. As long as he moves very slowly, he is very difficult to see. If he stands still, its impossible to see him. [/list] [hr][hr] [h2][b]History[/b][/h2] [b][color=black]Background[/color][/b] Naaji was born on Arceria, Kaeler. Differently from some other tigers, it was raised relatively close to a blood village, so sometimes, a few "humans" went near his territory to hunt, gather herbs, or cutting down trees. Naaji always knew that if he attacked them, they would only come back hunting for him, otherwise, they rarely even tried to hunt him. After all, it would be much easier to simply hunt less dangerous animals. Due to that, Naaji grew curious about the weird humans. They sometimes came to the forest just to cut down trees and carrying them back... Such weird actions caught his interest, and so he started stalking them, out of pure curiosity, simply to watch them. Unfortunately, he didn't knew that some humans weren't that comfortable in being stalked... Even if he was simply following them, now growling nor attacking them... He would soon find out that humans were not to be trusted... One day, a few strange humans, with a strange colored skin came to the forest. They weren't the ones that Naaji used to watch. They were carrying weird half circles that they used together with sharp sticks to hunt. This time though, they weren't trying to hunt the animals they always used to. Instead, they were seemingly searching for something else... A loud, angry and very familiar growl echoed through the forest... It was his mother's. Running as fast as he could, the young Naaji got there just in time to see an arrow hitting his mother right in the neck. With her last breath, he could only hear her faint growl, telling him to run away. The last thing he saw before running was the weird humans using their knives to rip his mother to shreds, taking her fur away. As the time passed, and Naaji grew older, he soon learned to differentiate the normal humans from the so called 'poachers' with dark golden skin. He knew that those meant trouble. His fear soon transformed itself in hate for those humans. He would never let that happen again. He wasn't a cub anymore, he was now an adult, and quite a fearsome one at that. [hr][hr] [h2][b]Additional Information[/b][/h2] [b][color=black]Other:[/color][/b] [b][color=black]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [hider=Theme Song] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7FO-VoX9PH4[/youtube] [/hider] [/center] [/hider]