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Mara Whittington {Necromancer} [Done!] « Thread Started on Jul 20, 2008, 2:51am »
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-- Roleplay Sheet --
The Front Line Name: Mara Celene Whittington Gender: Female Age: 150, but looks to be around her late 20s to early 30s Birthdate: June 27 Alliance: Sevlar Species: Necromancer
A Lineage Revealed (Optional unless you are a vampire from Sevlar or a Wizard/Warlock from Alcanous) Father: --- Mother: --- Sibling(s): --- Spouse: --- Children: ---
A Way of Life Trade Profession: Magic; more specifically, battle magic Field: Necromancy (raising the dead or spirits of) Apprentice: --- Mount: An unusually large panther named Thanatos Master/Mistress: ---
Paint a Picture (be descriptive) Eye Color: A beautiful light blue with a darker blue surrounding the outside. They are known to be closely compared to star sapphires. Skin Tone: A glowing light tone, almost opalescent. Hair Color/Style: Long, wavy dark brown tresses that would hang down to her waist if she left it undone; it is usually up in a messy bun behind her head or resting on the nape of her neck. General Appearance: At 5'8", she may not appear to be much of a threat and she's indeed tiny compared to most. Her lightly tanned skin holds a warm but inner glow, usually covered up by narrow dresses (they don't flare out at the bottom; the skirt comes in close to the wearer) that are dark, rich colors (such as red, green, and blue). Her long, wavy, dark brown hair is streaked with tones of gold and is usually piled up in a messy bun at the back of her neck or head. Her eyes are feather-shaped and outlined in dark mascara so that her bright blue eyes stand out a bit more than they should. Her lips are full but her mouth is a bit on the small side, making it look like she's angry or frowning when she really isn't.
She has been known to say on more than one occasion that her skirts get in the way when shes working, but refuses to change something that she's been used to for years - which just goes to show how stubborn she can be. She's often tripped on them (which makes her mad since she normally isn't a klutz), erased divination circles with them by accident, or had them get in her way when she's rushing around her workshop, located in the topmost room of her home. She also keeps a divination circle drawn (it's more or less burned in, really.. it's the only one she can't erase) on the floor of that room in case she needs an undead warrior without warning.
At first glance, she may not look like she can do much damage (a small framed, klutzy-seeming girl with bright eyes and messy hair), but try telling that to her last love - who now does her bidding as one of her undead soldiers.
Behind the Mask Strengths: (+) Raising the dead (+) Raising spirits (+) Potions Weaknesses: (-) Defense (she has it but it's weak) (-) Any sort of combat that is unreliant on magic (-) Attractive men Likes: (+) Mixing random ingredients when she's bored (+) Being noticed for more than her skills (+) Intelligent, bordering on heated discussion Dislikes: (-) Others thinking she's completely defenseless (-) Being taken advantage of (-) Men who are pigs (-) Men who think their ego/reputation will get them what they want
Personality: Ever heard the saying 'dynamite comes in small packages'? Well that would hold true for Mara. She may look like a scared, klutzy little girl, but it's definitely not who she is on the inside. She is kind when you first meet her, simply because she doesn't know what sort of person she's dealing with at first. Once she learns your intentions, she will either stay kind or she will turn dark and unforgiving (if I were you, I'd pray for the former). She cannot stand to be cornered or insulted and will call her panther Thanatos to help her if at all possible (it's a rare occasion when she can't).
She loves to get into intelligent, sometimes heated discussions since she usually works harder and faster when she's riled up. She doesn't like explaining things more than once (twice if you're lucky) - it gets on her nerves and she already has a short fuse as it is. She's been known to throw an insult or two at someone when she's angry, and if you make her mad enough, a potion or two to go with the insult (you can bet the potions aren't good ones, either).
History:
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Mara Celene Whittington was born on June 27, year unknown, to a couple who's names she has yet to reveal (and most likely won't). She had a fairly normal childhood, but her interests tended to vary from those her own age. Where other children would be interested in dolls and such, she was interested in darker things. Things such as death and resurrection, if it was possible, and what would happen if it was. Sure, it was considered advanced thinking for a child, but she paid no mind to what everyone said. She simply kept on wondering and thinking.
When she got into her teenage years, she began taking classes in the art of magic, soon moving up to the one she was truly interested in - necromancy. By the time she finished her classes completely, she was in her early twenties. She, pinned as a promising student, was taken on as an assistant to a local necromancer to see how things really went in their field before taking it on by herself.
While she worked with him, she found herself attracted to the local delivery boy that brought their magical supplies to them weekly. Marik, as she soon learned he was called, returned her affections and they began seeing each other regularly. After a year or so of courting, he asked her to marry him and she happily accepted. She continued working with the necromancer, as Marik did not object, and found herself learning very powerful magical skills - more powerful than any school would have taught her.
Soon enough though, she learned that her love had eyes for another - her friend, Claire. It infuriated and hurt her more than she ever thought possible, and the next time he came to visit her, she was ready. She approached him with the subject, and he did not try to deny it - he and Claire were indeed seeing each other. Far beyond angry, Mara snatched a potion off of her tutor's bench and threw it at him, the contents erupting into a cloud of smoke around him. Surprised, she took a similar bottle off of the shelf and read the label: "Essence of Death". She, in one fell swoop, had killed the only man she had ever been with and loved.
After a few days, her friend Claire came to ask her if she had seen Marik lately. She replied that she had, and promptly raised his spirit from it's resting place with the magic she had learned. Horrified, her friend found herself paralyzed with fear - so much so that she could not find the strength to move herself out of the way of his oncoming rage. That night, her so-called friend joined her former love in his misery.
Having seen the events unfold, Hitoshi Takahashi invited her to his newly acquired home (Sevlar, not his actual home), stating that Sevlar could use someone with her extensive talents. Deciding that this would be her new beginning, she left the home she knew, headed for Sevlar and people who knew nothing of what she'd done to the two who trusted her most.
The End of it All Role Play Sample: See Hitoshi's. Member Title: Puppeteer of the Dead Anything Else?: Nope.