[hider=Rendyl][center][h3][color=d8cfbe]ℝendyl[/color][/h3][hr][i] [img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/runescapefanfiction/images/3/3a/Warrior-angel24.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20100624224706[/img] Sorry on iPad, impossible to edit images >.< [/i][hr][/center][indent][i][h3][color=d8cfbe]ℙersonal 𝕀nformation[/color][/h3][/i][/indent][color=d8cfbe]Name: [/color] Rendyl [color=d8cfbe]House: [/color] Solaris [color=d8cfbe]Age: [/color] 27 [color=d8cfbe]Race: [/color] Avian Akeshan [color=d8cfbe]Gender: [/color] Female [color=d8cfbe]Appearance: [/color] 5'2'' (62 in, 157.5 cm), A short woman by most standards, she looked young with fair skin and light complexion. Strong arms and legs contradicted her slim face, but what was most striking about her were the obvious avian wings attached to her back. An impressive seven foot wingspan tip-to-tip fully extended, they could found neatly against her back, into near invisible grooves to either side of her spine. Normally though they would be fluffed and out behind her slightly, ready to be used. This was also because she couldn't comfortably fold them under clothing, but if she needed to she could pass as a unusually beautiful young human woman by doing just that. Fair light brown hair flowed across her shoulders and down her back, even after becoming a personal bodyguard to Lord Drakus. [hr][indent][i][h3][color=d8cfbe]𝕊o 𝕆n & 𝕊o 𝔽orth[/color][/h3][/i][/indent][color=d8cfbe]Reputation: [/color] Lord Drakus's little pet bird. It was joked that he had a golden cage in his personal bedchamber just for her. But rumors also flew around the dinner tables of nobles that this upstart's pet bird had defeated several assassination attempts on the Lord's life, and she has been seen wearing leather armor, and a very strange curved shield and sword... [color=d8cfbe]Alignment: [/color] A slave in all but name to Lord Drakus. She doesn't like it, but it's clear she knows what's good for her. [color=d8cfbe]Skills: [/color] Highly skilled with ropes and knots, knows how to read the stars, able to understand coastal weather patterns. Very well versed in seafaring and sailing. Able to wield a cutlass, long knife, and scimitar. Average skill with the common sword. Intimately skilled with personalized shield. Agile in both combat and maneuvering with her wings. Able to launch herself over a dozen feet into the air, and glide at a fair speed (distance dependent on starting height). At an angle she can throw herself nearly twenty feet across from a standstill, thirty with a running start. [color=d8cfbe]Backstory: [/color] Born in the coastal area of Lapseus, Rendyl was raised by a Dockmaster of a port town. She knew little else, owned by this man but treated with respect if she behaved. Prejudice taught her people didn't care about her, so she tried as hard as she could not to be ignored. She threw herself into learning to read and write, as well as count currency. She quickly adapted to being his assistant on the docks, an extension of his authority when things got busy. When she was ten, she started going out on fishing boats, learning how to sail with the fishermen and help them bring in catches when things were slow. She learned fast and was soon able to prep a ship for departure almost single handed. It was this time that she also learned the sea had moods, and the stars were guides that pointed the way home. She was happy, or as happy as she could be with people trying to pluck feathers from her wings every day at the docks... Then on a particularly busy day, as she was running to complete an errand for the Dockmaster, a Mage was yelling at a guard, who was lying on the ground with a bloody nose. The Mage raised a hand and his Gate appeared. Before Rendyl could think she yanked a fish barrel's lid off and launched herself in front of the guard. She didn't know what magic she was about to get hit by, but Lady Luck was with her. The Mage threw a condensed ball of air towards the man, and she had managed to deflect it with the makeshift shield. The Mage was so stunned by the turn of events that the guard's companions were able to apprehend him. The Guard's employer met with the Dockmaster, and that day, Rendyl belonged to Lord Drakus of Immolis. Though a few years later that changed to Solaris. She was quickly whipped into a proper soldier, trained with swords and shields, and at Lord Drakus's insistence, able to train using her wings. Six years pass since she changed hands, and now she was her Lord's personal bodyguard, proven in combat and loyalty. [color=d8cfbe]Equipment: [/color] Tailored leather and Mail armor, personal curved shield three feet wide by one foot tall, with a scimitar sheathed on the inside. On her right outer thigh a slightly curved long knife. Rarely carries anything else, but owns a twenty foot rope she will carry on the left hip.[/hider]