[b]Name:[/b] Caeliana [b]Age:[/b] 26 [b]Race:[/b] Imperial [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Birth Sign:[/b] The Warrior [b]Appearance:[/b] [hider][img]http://i64.tinypic.com/15nkp5h.jpg[/img][/hider] Caeliana often seems to have an expression on her face which suggests that she is about to laugh at something she shouldn’t be laughing at. A strange way to start to describe someone, but considering that she, in any other situation, is a fearsome warrior, it’s important to first and foremost note her outward friendliness and insatiable curiosity. It is worn on her face, her hunger for knowledge is placed in her emerald green eyes as a twinkle, and her desire for justice is seen when her brows furrow across the almond shaped orbs and she almost scowls. Almost. She is typically Imperial in appearance, her skin tanned despite it never having seen the sun, and her hair is a raven black - falling in soft, unkempt waves over her shoulders and to her collarbone. Her face is strong and angular like a true Imperial’s is, with a strong nose and jawline that are complemented by high cheekbones and her feminine lips, curved at the corners. When she smiles, her mouth stretches from ear to ear and a dimple appears in each cheek. Despite having ever so slightly bucked teeth, it does not stop her from displaying her teeth when she smiles. She does not belong in the world in which she was born. Unlike the others around her, she does not carry a heaviness on her shoulders. She walks with a light and balletic grace - her footsteps soft and not dragging. Caeliana stands tall at 5’8”, her head and shoulders held high and not slumped over. Her body is built with solid muscle from years and years of relentless training as a Gladiator for Wulfharth Backbreaker. Many of the scars and injuries she received as a Gladiator were mended with restorative magic, and as such save for a few that got away, her body is relatively scar free. There is only one scar that did not heal, a burn traveling the outside length of her left forearm. She looks to the stars, not into the gutter. The world is crumbling - or so she has heard, and all she wants is to learn. While everyone around her follows their orders and dares not step out of line, Caeliana pushes her luck. Smiling as often as she can, and finding laughter in dark places. [b]Skills:[/b] [b]Highly Proficient:[/b] One-Handed [b]Moderately Proficient:[/b] Block, Marksman, Alteration [b]Somewhat Proficient:[/b] Illusion, Heavy Armour, Speech [b]Spells:[/b] Stoneflesh, Telekinesis, Detect Life, Calm, Courage, Clairvoyance [b]Equipment:[/b] [i]Steel Longsword:[/i] A seemingly unremarkable sword. Forged and made in the same fashion as the rest of the Gladiator swords. The only unique aspect of the sword is the leather strapping she applied herself to the hilt for a better grip. It falls into a tassel at the pommel, and has select beads woven into it. [i]Steel Hoplite Shield:[/i] A mid-sized and slightly concaved shield with the Windhelm emblem painted onto the steel. Made especially for Caeliana after she showed aptitude for Telekinesis. The round shapes lends well to being thrown about the battlefield. [i]Hunting Knife:[/i] Doesn’t everyone have one of these? Caeliana’s is a simple iron knife, strapped to her thigh for use in emergency. A relic of times gone by. She has never left Windhelm to go hunting, so she does not know how well such a knife would take a pelt from an animal. It brings her comfort to have it regardless. [i]Steel Armour:[/i] It is not a full suit of armour, but instead covers the chest, shoulders, and the outside of her thighs. Underneath the armour she wears blood red linen breeches and a red cotton jersey. Over the top of the armour she wears a heavy black cloak lined with with the fur of a bear across the shoulders. Steel boots to the knee complete the look. As a prized Gladiator of Windhelm, this is her uniform. [i]Pendant Necklace:[/i] Her only real possession, and thus her most prized. A necklace with a star shaped pendant on a gold chain. Perhaps an insight to her parentage, or of her family's past in Cyrodiil. [i]Satchel:[/i] Within her satchel she keeps a journal, as well as a quill and ink. She uses it very sparingly, as ink can be hard to come by. There is a single silver earring that she kept floating around the bottom. It was found on the outside of Windhelm, she keeps it to remind her that there was once life outside of the walls. [i]Potions/Medical Supplies:[/i] Carries a small health and magicka potion, as well as a roll of bandages in case of emergencies. [i]Torch:[/i] Never goes out without one. [b]Misc:[/b] Is deeply fascinated by anything from the ‘Outside World’ and has a secret stash [i]somewhere[/i] of goods that she’s managed to get her hands on. Asks questions near constantly, and her curiosity has often gotten her in trouble. Is an avid reader. Is scared of complete darkness, and so will always sleep by a hearthfire where possible. Has never ventured outside of Windhelm.