Post by Xytanica on Mar 19, 2006 16:41:31 GMT -5
Name: Xytanica; She is known as Sun Bearer, Lady of Light, Flame of Purity, Pheonix Maiden, and Lantern of Sun, and to humans she is Sun Keeper
God of: The sun, the sky, light, and eternal beauty
Races who believe in you: Unicorns are her most fervent believers, though both humans and Manash Emons are also worshipers. Most other races also believe in her, but the three mentioned do the most.
Have a particular God(dess) you have something for: Jaochim, though she keeps it mainly to herself. Only Kiari knows.
Appearance: Her hair is a firey red, and when her temper is worked up it becomes fire. Her eyes are also of the same flame color, flashing dangerously whenever anyone crosses her. Her skin is a deep bronze, like one who spent lots of time in the sun. It is smooth and unblemished, and though she is very old, there is nothing about her that even hints at her true age. Hewr face is clear and unlined, and her eyes are clear and deep. Her face is soft and delicately boned, and her mouth is wide and full. She is the embodiment of beauty, and occasionally she'll travel to the mortal plain in her more human form, and seduce young men.
Personality: she has a firey temper (no pun intended), and her powers grow even stronger when there is anger within her to feed them. The only godess who can calm her completely is Kiari, whom she confides everything in. She mostly keeps to herself, and uses her ethereal beauty to her advantage on the mortal plane. She has many forms she can take, her favortite being that of the phoenix, a huge bird made of flame.
Role playing sample:
Xtanica paced around her study, her delicate bare feet sinking into the plush bloodred carpet. She paused in her pacing, and went to the window, gazing out at the sun, which was sending red lines through the clouds like an enormous oven, cooking the very sky. The light slanted onto her skin, its bronze hue flushing with the sun's rays. Such a beautiful morning, one of the two times Xytanica loved the most. The other was sunset, which was as stunning as the sunrise. Her long flame colored hair blew about her face as a light wind blew through the window. As the sun rose higher, like a great lantern shedding light over the world, Xytanica felt her powers strengthen, as they always did when the sun was rising. She stood on the window sill, the window large enough for another of her size, and she stood at 6 feet, to stand upon her shoulders and comfortably fit. " 'There is a reason, the sun rises each day and sets each night.' " she quoted, and turned her back on the sun, then fell backwards through the window. It was her morning and evening ritual which she did to urge the sun to complete its ascent and descent. As she fell, her entire body became enveloped in flame, and she began to rise, as wings formed from the flames. She had become a phoenix, a huge bird made of flame. And as she rose, so too the sun found the strength to rise as well.
God of: The sun, the sky, light, and eternal beauty
Races who believe in you: Unicorns are her most fervent believers, though both humans and Manash Emons are also worshipers. Most other races also believe in her, but the three mentioned do the most.
Have a particular God(dess) you have something for: Jaochim, though she keeps it mainly to herself. Only Kiari knows.
Appearance: Her hair is a firey red, and when her temper is worked up it becomes fire. Her eyes are also of the same flame color, flashing dangerously whenever anyone crosses her. Her skin is a deep bronze, like one who spent lots of time in the sun. It is smooth and unblemished, and though she is very old, there is nothing about her that even hints at her true age. Hewr face is clear and unlined, and her eyes are clear and deep. Her face is soft and delicately boned, and her mouth is wide and full. She is the embodiment of beauty, and occasionally she'll travel to the mortal plain in her more human form, and seduce young men.
Personality: she has a firey temper (no pun intended), and her powers grow even stronger when there is anger within her to feed them. The only godess who can calm her completely is Kiari, whom she confides everything in. She mostly keeps to herself, and uses her ethereal beauty to her advantage on the mortal plane. She has many forms she can take, her favortite being that of the phoenix, a huge bird made of flame.
Role playing sample:
Xtanica paced around her study, her delicate bare feet sinking into the plush bloodred carpet. She paused in her pacing, and went to the window, gazing out at the sun, which was sending red lines through the clouds like an enormous oven, cooking the very sky. The light slanted onto her skin, its bronze hue flushing with the sun's rays. Such a beautiful morning, one of the two times Xytanica loved the most. The other was sunset, which was as stunning as the sunrise. Her long flame colored hair blew about her face as a light wind blew through the window. As the sun rose higher, like a great lantern shedding light over the world, Xytanica felt her powers strengthen, as they always did when the sun was rising. She stood on the window sill, the window large enough for another of her size, and she stood at 6 feet, to stand upon her shoulders and comfortably fit. " 'There is a reason, the sun rises each day and sets each night.' " she quoted, and turned her back on the sun, then fell backwards through the window. It was her morning and evening ritual which she did to urge the sun to complete its ascent and descent. As she fell, her entire body became enveloped in flame, and she began to rise, as wings formed from the flames. She had become a phoenix, a huge bird made of flame. And as she rose, so too the sun found the strength to rise as well.
