Post by SHADE SMASH on Mar 6, 2018 15:24:57 GMT -5
Xena Nightingale
{Character Information}
Surname: Nightingale
Given Name: Xena
Epithet: King's Shadow
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 20
Birthday: November 5th
Home Region: South Blue
Occupation: Strategist, Assassin
Bounty: None
Jolly Roger: None Yet
{Appearance & Personality}
-Personality-
Alignment: Lawful NeutralXena is a wonderfully adept ninja with a big brain and analytical eye. She loves to view the battle field from far away and use discreet tactics or traps to manipulate the odds in her favor. So far, this has always ended in her enemies off guard and ultimately surrendering to her cause. However, an elite assassin, the absolute EPITOME OF QUIET can be the down right last thing that flits to mind when facing this belligerent, stubborn LOUD young girl! When she isn't leading covert operations in the dark, she can act like a 5 year old, disregarding those around her. She isn't afraid to speak her mind to a crowd of people even if she was the minority and refuses to give up until her point has come across. Of course, those moments are far and few between because who wants to listen to a young'un who thinks they are better than everyone else? No one!
In her defense, she sincerely tries to shut her trap and mindful to those around her but they just piss her off SO MUCH. Why do people just walk by as marines abuse their power. Or why not interject and help the man who had his money robbed by a passerby. Or whats the point in cowering and listening to a pirates demands when you know they will just come back and do the same thing over and over and over! The sense of danger escapes her and all she is left with is a rage and a sense of irresponsible senseless people walking the earth. From then on, it is history.
For, there is nothing more important to young Xena than a sense of great responsibility. Once she takes a vow, experiences that morsel of trust, the innocence of the bystanders around her, she cannot help but feel responsible for the people's lives that she encounters. It is so strong, it is often mistake for loyalty which she will eagerly assert to you is not what she is doing. For she is free and loyal to nothing. But responsible? That is something that she is for everyone's sake. She always feels empowered by the lives she hoists on her shoulders and will protect them regardless of what stands in her way. No matter her opponent, Marine, Pirate, Rebel, they will regret fighting against the stubbornness that is Xena.
She who Ambitiously trains with all her might to be the fastest, quietest *ahem* at least with the footwork I guess AND smartest of all ninjas.
Xena also has a strong sense of responsibility that can sometimes be mistaken for loyalty. She tries to take the lives of others onto her own shoulders and protect them with all her might no matter who they may be. Whether it is anyone from her hometown, or those she encounters on her journey through the blues, her heart is always weighed heavily by the decisions she must make to keep everyone safe from harm. Marine, pirate, rebel, it doesn't matter to her as long as those she has vowed to protect stay safe, she will fight against them all.
Virtues: Responsible, Honorable
Vices: Stubborn, Blunt, Short Fuse
Fears: To lose, either in battle or those around her
-Physical Traits / Appearance-
Height: 5'3"
Build: Lithe
Eye Color: Golden Brown
Hair Style: Short Black Hair
Ethnicity: Romanian
AppearanceThere was a time where Xena used to feel like she had something to prove in order to make up for her short stature. Always looking up at others never quite sat well with her, especially when it was the absolutely infuriarting guy trying to act like her was her parent, Damien. However, now that she owns her small lither form and stands proudly while others look down upon her abilities, her golden eyes glint with amusement. She keeps her midnight black hair short right above the neck to keep it from getting too much in her way when she is in the midst of combat. Her skin is sunkissed from the hours she has spent outside and overall her appearance is easy to lose sight of in the middle of the night.
She wears a gorgeous black outfit that hugs her body close but maintains flexible enough for her to move. It is lined with gold trim, just like her eyes, that is dull to keep from shining in the light but enough to set her apart from the rest. She also carries with her a long staff that matches her outfits black with gold trim. A beautiful gift handed to her by her master.
{Character Story}
Total X-Poinz: 300
Used X-Poinz: 150{ See Full Breakdown}
Full Breakdown0 Aikido | E-Rank FiSt
Staff | R0 Weapon
50 Niagra | R1 Tech
50 Monsoon | R1 Tech
50 Hurricane | R1 Tech
-My Voyages-
{Starting XPoinz}
Starting XPoinz
+ 300 X-Poinz
[/blockquote][/blockquote][/div][/spoiler]Starting XPoinz
+ 300 X-Poinz
{Skills and Combat Abilities}
[/ul]-Inventory-
Nothing of Value-Skills-
Non-Combat Skills
CookingXena isn't necessarily a good cook but after living with a blind old man in the middle of a forest... well lets just say the only way to get a decent meal was by making it herself! She sometimes had to wonder if her master was not only blind but lacked taste as well! His food barel edible at best! That isn't to say Xena jumps into cooking either. Its just a skill she has and nothing she would go out of her way to do.
Combat Skills
Dexterity - Human Trait #1When she began, Xena couldn't quite figure out how she was to be expected to face people much larger and stronger than she when she was a tiny thing. Now, after years of training, she understands it through dexterity. Her small thin body is great for moving quick around her opponent and staying balanced. She can also be incredibly light on her feet that can have people believe she moves like a ghost.
Perceptive - Human Trait #2Xena has always had a basic understanding of her surroundings, but training with her master had made her more so! For every crumple of a leaf or crack of a twig, her one on one training with her master would be a bust and she would be caught before she can breath a word. So, she got better, seeing in her eye the path she needs to take to be the quietest. Over time, its more of an instinct than anything she strives for. Always taking the right steps, even in the trees. Of course, its helped with more than just her good footing.-Fighting Styles-
Aikido
E-Rank Hand to Hand Combat
Aspects
Weapon
Rank 0 Staff
A beautifully crafted long black staff with an etched dull gold trim. There is nothing quite special about it other than it looks cool. It is also made of a fairly tough material to be useful during combat.
[/ul]Techniques
Rank 1 Technique - 50 X-Poinz
A technique that uses the weight of the opponent against them. She watches their footwork and when she sees an opening, such as an imbalance in the opponents stature, she leans into the ground and swipes her staff under them. Usually this ends with them sitting on their butt, favorably, or with them alarmed and catching their balance for a few seconds, workable.
Hurricane
Rank 1 Technique - 50 X-Poinz
A technique where Xena spins her pole before her which can create wind and hopefully block incoming projectiles. This mostly applies to thrown object or any object with low velocity. This technique can also be useful for disarming an enemy attacker of weapons like swords by hitting their hands during use and hurting them enough to let go of their desired weapon. This does require her to get rather close and she doesn't like that very much.
Monsoon
Rank 1 Technique - 50 X-Poinz
A barrage of attacks she makes using her staff aimed at pressure points on the body. This is a fairly easy attack to dodge because if you move slightly to the left or the right she can miss a vast majority or all points. Even thick clothing or armor can reduce the feeling of being hit. However, if she hits it can greatly disorient the opponent.
[/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote][/div][/spoiler]{Character Relations}
-Family-Damien Nightingale - Mentor/Guardian - The man who took care of her while her parents have been absent. His connection with them is currently unclear but he has loved her like a father all the same so Xena doesn't care. Damien is a blind old man that had decided to leave the village to live his life in the desolate forests surrounding the island. He may have no sight, but as Xena learned at a very young age, he was no fool and was able to maneuver and FIGHT with incredible ease.
Margarette and Caleb - The Parents - Xena may not know much about her birth parents, but she does know their names and now that she is older, she understands they commited something treasonous. She has yet to figure out whether that was from the villages standpoint or the world government though... Also rumors don't help her out either.-Friends-None as of yet
-Foes-None as of yet
{History}
There was a time in Xena's life where she believed beyond any doubt that she was born to a doting mother and father. That they loved her with all their hearts and would do anything for her. Including leaving her in the care of a rubbish blind old man to protect her from the dangers they were about to face. In her dreams, she always saw them in a swath of soft white light, sailing the seas and fighting for what they believed was right. Then, when they were done, they would rush home to their daughter but before that part of the dream came up, she would always awake. However, days became years and Xena went from 3 years old to 7 in no time whatsoever with no sight of them on the horizon.
It was at this time that Xena finally succumbed to the inevitable truth that was always lurking beneath the surface of her confidence. Her parents had left her with a grumpy man who secluded himself in the middle of the forest with no ambition to ever come back. It all makes sense to her as she pieced together the clues. Thats why the man always had a sad face when she tried to bring them up. Thats why he always avoided the subject. When her stubborness did ultimately win him over, thats why he looked so scrunched when he voiced an obvious lie of their good health and desire to come back. Now, her nights were filled with nightmares. Her parents faces blurring in the darkness but their expressions of contempt and hatred still shining in their expressions.
Despite knowing her truth of the matter, she was determined to keep her slippery hands on the dreams she used to have. So, against her guardian's better judgement, she decided to leave the house and into the forest to see if she could find clues of her own. She knew there was a town nearby from what little he has said to her over the years. She also felt like she had a idea of how to get there. As she walked, her surroundings were dark and colorless. She didn't even seem to notice the beautiful forest, her mind was swimming with so much anger and desperation. It took her many hours before she actually came upon the village and immediately she came to regret her retaliation.
When she was spotted by the adults, she saw what real disdain looked like. How it felt to have eyes burrowing into her skin more painful than the sun ever has. Kids began to yell at her and throw rocks at her. She didn't understand anything but the thin thread that she was being held by popped under the tension and she found herself on the road bawling her eyes out as pebbles bruised her skin and no one stopped it. That was until her guardian swung in and scurried the children away. He screamed some things at the other villagers but she was crying so hard she couldn't understand. Then he scooped her up, and took her home. It was almost 20 minutes before they got home, much shorter than the hours she took to make it there. However, for the first time in her life, she saw her guardian for who he was, the doting parent she was always wanting.
"Don't worry," he said with a nice soothing voice, "Your parents may not be here but I am. I will always be here..." She nodded and for once the man she was treating like a stranger finally became a father to her. She stopped asking about her mom and pop and stopped caring. Damien, her guardian, also decided that maybe teaching her how to fight wouldn't be the worst idea either. She was skeptical since he was blind but she begrudgingly decided to follow along.
His first lesson? To sneak up on him. She thought it would be easy. Sneaking up on a blind man? No problem! However before she even makes the first move she was always pushed to the ground. Determined, she found it her mission to practice everyday even going as far as to try to sneak up on him during his sleep, his eating, and any other various chores around the house. It never worked and always seemed to know she was there. Finally he allowed her to come to the local village with him. Understandably, Damien's talent came from somewhere, and the village was chock full of well trained assassins and ninjas that trained at the local dojo. So obviously Xena found a lot of entertainment on practicing on them. Some older citizens caught onto her in the blink of an eye but many more were not expecting her to be so adept. She shocked many villagers having a good laugh as they dropped their fruits or other various things in their hands. They all looked at her with anger but Xena was no longer the lost little girl who wandered in here with a broken heart. She was now an apex hunter who could sneak up on anyone she wanted! Well almost!
Feeling confident, she tried her tricks on her Master again and again but he never seemed phase. One day as he held her up by her leg he said she was finally quiet enough to learn more. She was still feeeling angry and it almost slipped over her head but excitedly continued her training. As she got older, she got better with her skills and the villagers seemed to hold less hostility towards her. Perhaps starting to skin her to a local trouble maker versus a menace. In the whispers she heard things about her parents with disdain in their eyes but she never could get a solid answer on what they did.
A story once said her parents ran away with pirates and attacked a base. Another story claimed her parents assassinated the son of a Marine. The last story was that they avoided being the marines dogs. With every new day, there was a new story to add. Luckily, the younger kids weren't afraid of stories and one day a small group of kids greeted 14 year old Xena by her front door. She was unsure what to do with a group of 4 year olds so she did all she knew how to. She brought out her stick and tried to prod them away. However, her stick was now beautifully crafted by a neighboring village. A birthday gift from her master and they were entranced by its beutiful swirls and shiny surface. She tried again by sneaking behind them and scaring them. It didn't seem to matter what she did so with a pout she gave up and eventually she had a group of kids following her around like a mother duck.
She definitely got used to it. She wouldn't admit it but the kids made her happy and made her feel awfully childish. They replenished her ambitions to protect this village with all her heart. Despite the heart aches it brought, it was her home.
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