Xyria
05-13-2007, 09:55 PM
Full Name: Xyria Lyntess Sunnawell ((Pronounced Sun-A-Wae))
Nicknames: Muffin, Love, Xy
Date of Birth: Not to be released, you can do your own math.
Age: 200
Race: Blood Elf, Sin'Dorei
Gender: Female
Hair: Red
Skin: Tanish white.
Eyes: Green
Height: 5'4
Weight: 95lbs
Place of residence: A wanderer. Xyria has no home, no clan to claim her... and her family has long shunned her.
Place of Birth: Silvermoon City
Known Relatives: Xaelen Sunnawell, and her father and mother as well as her younger siblings.
Religion/Philosophy: The Sun Well. It is what her family was based off of and how her family has evolved and became powerful.
Occupation: Hunter, Engineer and Miner
Group/Guild affiliation: None
Guild Rank: n/a
Enemies: She doesn't know anymore. Everyone has a clean slate now.
Likes: Men. Alot. Too much sometimes. (And Women when it suits her) Shiny diamonds and jewels. Stringed instruments and her pets.
Favorite Foods: Honey Bread
Favorite Drinks: Strong wines and ales.
Favorite Colors: She's never really thought of colors, really.
Weapons of Choice: Axes.
Dislikes: The fact that she can't have all the attention she wants.
Hobbies: Mining and engineering. Hunting is her sole purpose in life... other than finding pleasures, of course.
Physical Features: Very, very petite. Long flowly blood red hair, and a scent that seems to draw far too much male attention.
Special Abilities: Getting anything she wants.
Positive Personality Traits: She really does like to make everyone happy, and is willing to put forth a good effort to do so.
Negative Personality Traits: She's rather niave to most things and doesn't quite get alot of jokes or out-right statements.
Misc. Quirks: Xyria bites her bottom lip when she's nervous or knows she's doing something bad.
Played by What Famous Person: Me! Beth! I will eat all of your babies! Rawr!
Theme Songs: "Fergalicious" by Fergie. (But of course, it would be sung "Xyrialicious")
History:
Past:
Xyria was born into the Sunnawell family an early spring morn. Xyleen, her mother, was very pleased to have another daughter. Zekus was welcoming another part to his family, and felt that this was another memory to add to his book. Neither parents knew that Xyria would do much to retract from them.
It was Xyria's 197th birthday. Most girls at this age have already been arranged to marry and her sister was being courted as well. Her brother had just been killed in battle. That night she paced her room, from one side to the other feeling the carpet begin to wear thin under her feet. "Be quiet, smile, bigger. Yes, that's right, just enough teeth. Now, straighten that back, more. Yes, now tilt your head to the left just a little. Now, do it! Do it, Xyria!" Her mother's words fresh in her mind. It had been another day of training to be a 'proper' lady. By now her father had become a Lord by right and her mother was having a spaz-attack. Now that her brother was gone without providing an heir, it was up to Xaelen and Xyria to take up getting some extra funds for the house before the eldest of the boys were able to take up a weapon.
Xyria was quite angry, but stuck it out for three more years. Three more years of being courted by rich and older men. Xyria was disgusted, she hated all the men her father arranged for her and threatened to hang herself.
"No, Muffin, you must not talk speak in such a manner." Lord Zekus spoke gently to her daughter.
"Of course! Another no followed by a you must! That is all I hear these days." Xyria flung her arms up, sending one of her loose bracelettes flying. "I tired of it, this house, and most of all those miserable men you keep trying to sell me to." Xyria hissed.
"Don't be silly, no one is trying to sell you, Muffin." Lord Zekus said, his voice dominating and fake.
Xyria shot him a look that could burn a thousand fields. "Than I will no longer be in this castle."
With that, Xyria left the castle, running at full force until she was out of her father's walls and into the woods. Through the woods she ran, until she ran into the halls of Silvermoon City. From there, in haste to beat the soilders her father would send after her she ran into Nasuj by the translocation orb. He seemed promonant and she felt belittled beside him.
He cleared his throat and took a step back, "Well, then." He scoffed, dusting off his tunic where Xyria had collided with him. She told him of her attempt to escape and he told her she was welcomed to stay with him. Xyria's eyes widened thinking that he was making a pass at her. He quickly dismissed the idea and told her of the Castle that had been discovered and the people they were gathering to help it function into a prosperious venture. "We call ourselves, Melar Danashj." He had said. "I could take you there and show you around, if you would so desire."
Xyria nodded and followed Nasuj using the orb. Quickly she found out that it was the place from her. All who dwelled within the walls seemed to be either running from or to something. Quickly she was assigned chores and grew to love where her rash decision had taken her.
Although Nasuj had taken the oppertunity to bring her within his castle, that was all he found he wanted in the girl. Xyria was fine with her savior being aloof for the most part, locking himself up in one of the towers for most hours of the day. She had taken a liking to Khaelen, and was to be married.
After many days of happiness with him one of the leaders in the Castle, who happened to be also her boss, took a liking to her. Caspaen confused things and made her want to be a different person than what Khaelen did. After a few months of struggling to make a proper decision her hand fell to Caspaen, who would marry her instead of Khaelen.
So now her life is filled with being herself and living by her own decisions. Xyria has now began speaking with her parents again now that she is has formally announced a wedding in her future. What will happen next?
(Six Months Later)
Xyria's life has changed... more than one paragraph could describe.
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Xyria in the Present:
After being kidnapped by Mortymear, a monsterous Priest, Xyria is being sent out to find a new life for herself. She faintly remembers her life from her past, but names and events have lost her.
Obviously she had a father and mother, but she can't seem to remember their names or where they resided. She gathered from her spell book that her name is Xyria Lyntess Sunnawell and she appeared to have been in a love triangle with two budding Blood Elves. Her stomach turned to ever encounter them again, and hoped she never would.
Until she finds a new place to reside and new friends to have Xyria has become quite the nomad and can be found roaming the lands hunting and trying to relearn her trade.
((Updated for my return to the game!))
Nicknames: Muffin, Love, Xy
Date of Birth: Not to be released, you can do your own math.
Age: 200
Race: Blood Elf, Sin'Dorei
Gender: Female
Hair: Red
Skin: Tanish white.
Eyes: Green
Height: 5'4
Weight: 95lbs
Place of residence: A wanderer. Xyria has no home, no clan to claim her... and her family has long shunned her.
Place of Birth: Silvermoon City
Known Relatives: Xaelen Sunnawell, and her father and mother as well as her younger siblings.
Religion/Philosophy: The Sun Well. It is what her family was based off of and how her family has evolved and became powerful.
Occupation: Hunter, Engineer and Miner
Group/Guild affiliation: None
Guild Rank: n/a
Enemies: She doesn't know anymore. Everyone has a clean slate now.
Likes: Men. Alot. Too much sometimes. (And Women when it suits her) Shiny diamonds and jewels. Stringed instruments and her pets.
Favorite Foods: Honey Bread
Favorite Drinks: Strong wines and ales.
Favorite Colors: She's never really thought of colors, really.
Weapons of Choice: Axes.
Dislikes: The fact that she can't have all the attention she wants.
Hobbies: Mining and engineering. Hunting is her sole purpose in life... other than finding pleasures, of course.
Physical Features: Very, very petite. Long flowly blood red hair, and a scent that seems to draw far too much male attention.
Special Abilities: Getting anything she wants.
Positive Personality Traits: She really does like to make everyone happy, and is willing to put forth a good effort to do so.
Negative Personality Traits: She's rather niave to most things and doesn't quite get alot of jokes or out-right statements.
Misc. Quirks: Xyria bites her bottom lip when she's nervous or knows she's doing something bad.
Played by What Famous Person: Me! Beth! I will eat all of your babies! Rawr!
Theme Songs: "Fergalicious" by Fergie. (But of course, it would be sung "Xyrialicious")
History:
Past:
Xyria was born into the Sunnawell family an early spring morn. Xyleen, her mother, was very pleased to have another daughter. Zekus was welcoming another part to his family, and felt that this was another memory to add to his book. Neither parents knew that Xyria would do much to retract from them.
It was Xyria's 197th birthday. Most girls at this age have already been arranged to marry and her sister was being courted as well. Her brother had just been killed in battle. That night she paced her room, from one side to the other feeling the carpet begin to wear thin under her feet. "Be quiet, smile, bigger. Yes, that's right, just enough teeth. Now, straighten that back, more. Yes, now tilt your head to the left just a little. Now, do it! Do it, Xyria!" Her mother's words fresh in her mind. It had been another day of training to be a 'proper' lady. By now her father had become a Lord by right and her mother was having a spaz-attack. Now that her brother was gone without providing an heir, it was up to Xaelen and Xyria to take up getting some extra funds for the house before the eldest of the boys were able to take up a weapon.
Xyria was quite angry, but stuck it out for three more years. Three more years of being courted by rich and older men. Xyria was disgusted, she hated all the men her father arranged for her and threatened to hang herself.
"No, Muffin, you must not talk speak in such a manner." Lord Zekus spoke gently to her daughter.
"Of course! Another no followed by a you must! That is all I hear these days." Xyria flung her arms up, sending one of her loose bracelettes flying. "I tired of it, this house, and most of all those miserable men you keep trying to sell me to." Xyria hissed.
"Don't be silly, no one is trying to sell you, Muffin." Lord Zekus said, his voice dominating and fake.
Xyria shot him a look that could burn a thousand fields. "Than I will no longer be in this castle."
With that, Xyria left the castle, running at full force until she was out of her father's walls and into the woods. Through the woods she ran, until she ran into the halls of Silvermoon City. From there, in haste to beat the soilders her father would send after her she ran into Nasuj by the translocation orb. He seemed promonant and she felt belittled beside him.
He cleared his throat and took a step back, "Well, then." He scoffed, dusting off his tunic where Xyria had collided with him. She told him of her attempt to escape and he told her she was welcomed to stay with him. Xyria's eyes widened thinking that he was making a pass at her. He quickly dismissed the idea and told her of the Castle that had been discovered and the people they were gathering to help it function into a prosperious venture. "We call ourselves, Melar Danashj." He had said. "I could take you there and show you around, if you would so desire."
Xyria nodded and followed Nasuj using the orb. Quickly she found out that it was the place from her. All who dwelled within the walls seemed to be either running from or to something. Quickly she was assigned chores and grew to love where her rash decision had taken her.
Although Nasuj had taken the oppertunity to bring her within his castle, that was all he found he wanted in the girl. Xyria was fine with her savior being aloof for the most part, locking himself up in one of the towers for most hours of the day. She had taken a liking to Khaelen, and was to be married.
After many days of happiness with him one of the leaders in the Castle, who happened to be also her boss, took a liking to her. Caspaen confused things and made her want to be a different person than what Khaelen did. After a few months of struggling to make a proper decision her hand fell to Caspaen, who would marry her instead of Khaelen.
So now her life is filled with being herself and living by her own decisions. Xyria has now began speaking with her parents again now that she is has formally announced a wedding in her future. What will happen next?
(Six Months Later)
Xyria's life has changed... more than one paragraph could describe.
----------------------
Xyria in the Present:
After being kidnapped by Mortymear, a monsterous Priest, Xyria is being sent out to find a new life for herself. She faintly remembers her life from her past, but names and events have lost her.
Obviously she had a father and mother, but she can't seem to remember their names or where they resided. She gathered from her spell book that her name is Xyria Lyntess Sunnawell and she appeared to have been in a love triangle with two budding Blood Elves. Her stomach turned to ever encounter them again, and hoped she never would.
Until she finds a new place to reside and new friends to have Xyria has become quite the nomad and can be found roaming the lands hunting and trying to relearn her trade.
((Updated for my return to the game!))