Name: Belamica Darkthorn
Age: Unknown, somewhere around 150 when she was killed
Appearance:
Her hair is a sapphire blue, in life she wore it in a single, thick braid down her back, in death her hair is short, just above her shoulders, she doesn't seem to care or notice if it's out of place. Her skin is an almost ivory white, in life it looked almost as pale as in death. Her body remained well toned from years of hard training and though she sported many scars from past battles, her face and chest are largely unmarred.
History: Bela was born to an elven couple on the outskirts of a large city. Being the only elves in this area, people watched closely as Bela aged and grew into the abilities seen as 'natural' for elves, but Bela wanted more. Though skilled with a bow and arrow, nothing compared to the feeling of a hefty sword hilt in her hands. Not long after she became of age, a tournament was held in the village to recruit those who would be in the king's guard. No one expected Bela to show up on the first day in full armor to fight for the honor, by the time the tournament was done, Bela knew she would gain one of the coveted places on the King's guard. The king viewed himself a holy man, and from that night forward, Belamica became one of his Paladin's. She roamed the land with a small group of well trained men to take out the scourge the undead had unleashed upon the land.
Personality: Loyal to a fault, she would fall on her blade if her liege commanded it, and because of this she became a trusted confidant of the King. Many distrust her because of her strange looks, but Bela goes out of her way to make sure they know she means them no harm. She keeps to herself, in life she tended to not entangle herself in romantic relationships because they were a liability.
Age: Unknown, somewhere around 150 when she was killed
Appearance:
Her hair is a sapphire blue, in life she wore it in a single, thick braid down her back, in death her hair is short, just above her shoulders, she doesn't seem to care or notice if it's out of place. Her skin is an almost ivory white, in life it looked almost as pale as in death. Her body remained well toned from years of hard training and though she sported many scars from past battles, her face and chest are largely unmarred.
History: Bela was born to an elven couple on the outskirts of a large city. Being the only elves in this area, people watched closely as Bela aged and grew into the abilities seen as 'natural' for elves, but Bela wanted more. Though skilled with a bow and arrow, nothing compared to the feeling of a hefty sword hilt in her hands. Not long after she became of age, a tournament was held in the village to recruit those who would be in the king's guard. No one expected Bela to show up on the first day in full armor to fight for the honor, by the time the tournament was done, Bela knew she would gain one of the coveted places on the King's guard. The king viewed himself a holy man, and from that night forward, Belamica became one of his Paladin's. She roamed the land with a small group of well trained men to take out the scourge the undead had unleashed upon the land.
Personality: Loyal to a fault, she would fall on her blade if her liege commanded it, and because of this she became a trusted confidant of the King. Many distrust her because of her strange looks, but Bela goes out of her way to make sure they know she means them no harm. She keeps to herself, in life she tended to not entangle herself in romantic relationships because they were a liability.
