Lydia

Subject: Lydia Fri Mar 21, 2014 10:39 pm

"I advise you treat the song of the wind with more respect. You may sow the seeds of a storm, but you will stand alone in reaping the tempest."

Quote :: Full Name: Lydia Andriana Ayton-Keighley
Nickname(s): None
- Though she simply goes by her first name wherever possible.
Sex: Female
Age: 32
Race: Human
Languages: Common
- Lydia speaks with a noticeably noble accent, hinting at more refined origins.
Birthplace: High Haven, Ostia
Occupation: Guild Mage
- As an accomplished practitioner of magic, she heads the small sect of mages making a home amidst the ranks of the Adventurer's Guild of Estavyr.

Quote :: Hair Color: Silver
Hair Style: Long
- Often tied behind her head in a loosely organised mess, Lydia's hair is far too often sent flying by her magic for her to care for its appearance.
Eye Color: Light Blue
Skin Tone: Pale
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 98 lbs
Body Type: Slender
Distinguishing Features: None

Quote :: Skills:

Magical Prowess: A skilled and highly intuitive student of aeromancy, astramancy and neromancy, Lydia possesses a natural flair for moulding the arcane. She holds no spellbook, choosing to use her own judgement when shaping mana to her will, and as such is an incredibly flexible caster. With fifteen years of experience, a long list of lessons hard learnt, and no small deal of caution under her belt, she holds an understanding of her magic far beyond that of the average practitioner. Her knowledge of metamancy is sufficient enough that it need not be expanded upon for her arcane wanderings.

Martial Ability: Though a deft hand with a common dagger, Lydia is no master of the blade. She knows enough to defend herself from an attack in the wild, or how to fend off any inexperienced attackers, but she has never recieved formal training and her meek, magically marred frame is poorly built for a fight.

Quote :: Deity: Myros
Weaponry: An old Ostian dagger, kept safely at her side.
Apparel: Fur-lined padded leather vestments for travel in the winter, able to be easily stripped back to a simple cloth shirt in warmer climates.
Miscellaneous: A dulled metal ring hangs by way of chain around her neck, etched with Old Ostian runic writings.

Member Posts : 25 Join date : 2014-03-24

Yay! I love characters that don't talk to people and only engage people to tear off limbs with magic wind.

Gimme.

*Grabbyhands*