![]() Tiir of The Bloodied Fist Basic Infomation Name: Tiir "The Bloodied Fist will Combat even the most powerful of foes" ![]() Clan: The Bloodied Fist Species: Myrian Age: Twenty. Birthday: 42nd of Spring, 492AV Height: 5'11" Weight: 153lbs Character Appearance & Personality ![]() Character Appearance: Tiir is a intimidating woman, 5foot Eleven inches Tall, Athletically fit and donned in frighting War Paint, Dyed hair, Human Bones dangling from both clothes and hair alike. And Tribal "ArmBand" Tattoos Wrapping around her forearms, If you were to Erase her Savage Appearance you would get nothing more than a tall Dark-Haired woman, with Almond eyes, tanned skin. A slightly curvy body and a Masculant-Elegant posture. And like most Myrian Women she has a Combination of a Strength and Speed. A mix of Warrior and Lady. Her Clothing consists of Four sets, which are worn for some seperate occasions. Her Casual Wear, consists of primary cotton Top and Bottom with heavy boots and small leather padding to protect her from small wounds. She has her Formal Wear, which she wears proudly, once belonging to her mother. She wears this Outfit, which is a Bra-Like Top with golden lace. And a long loincloth that is covered in Polished Bronze Coins all wired to one and another. Her Battle Gear, which is what she wears most of the time when she is anywhere else she knows isn't friendly or safe. It is a Studded Leather outfit, which the Curiass is tanned and reinforced with metal rivots. The Curiass is painted and decorated with bones, and animal blood to give a truely barbaric appearance. The leggings aren't made for comfort, but movement. Their simple Pants you can find and buy anywhere. But they have been Fortified into and for combat with Leather pads in some of the more Likely areas where a enemy will Slash. The Knee, And the Calf. And like her Curiass it is dressed in small bones and painted with red streaks. Her boots are made from tanned leather, with cotton inside for comfort and the occasional metal rivot here and there. For other pieces of armor, would be none other than her Plate Bracers, they have been dyed to deny them to shine for whatever reason and offer the ability to deflect and protect. Her last Set of Clothes would be her 'Travel Clothes' While not generally worn while travelling its used to be able to be generally Accepted in appearance with other Races. Its Meerly a Cotton Vest, Cotton Pants, Simple Boots and a Full Cape that can wrap around the sides of the body. Her War paint is quite a unique thing, its not literally always worn in war. She has two different Patterens, Her First pattern is mellow and colored gold, It dresses her entire body and is not worn in combat. It consists of swirls, smooth twisting lines and bold designs. Her second Paint is truely a War Paint. Its dyed red and when painted across her body it has Many jagged ends, Sharp, intimidating and more imaginative with her Face being painted with a second jaw running across her current one, Sharp teeth crushing upward from the straight line, Then. It loops upward to her forehead and becomes more elegant and mellow, swirling down the shaft of her nose and hitting.. The swirling back up-wards at her eyebrows. Personality: Tiir is Overly Proud of herself and her Clan. And will eagerly take on a challenge to impress those around her. Her Clan imposes Strength and Glory above all and most things, which is a influence on her. If you know her, she is social, sometimes very kindly, serious and strict. But in a way you can respect, she is not easily impressed by others. And will boast a way to take the spotlight, a, attention hoarder if you will... She quite enjoys many activites, Hunting, Dancing, Drinking, Contests, And Adventures. She likes anything that has to do with these Five activites. And Hates Dhani, Weaklings and those quick to judge. Her Short-Temper is a terrible personality trait. She is quick to anger and will not hesitate to get even, or to strike down someone that makes her mad. ![]() HISTORY :
A Baby Is Born Yes! Rejoice! A baby has been born into the clan Bloodied Fist, a healthy. Strong and fit child which will prove to be a fine addition to the Clan some day. The mother to said child was Heir to the Clan, and immediatly named the Baby-Girl Tiir which was suppose to mean along the lines of Sorrow. It was unknown if she had intended to be Sorrow as in, Sorrow to her Enemies or just plain Sorrow in general. But no one suggested otherwise. Yes, Indeed. Tiir was born into a moderatly sized Family, One sister. One brother, a Father and Mother. Two Uncles and one aunt and quite a few cousins. The youngest of her sibilings and the proudest of her Parents. Lessons, Physical, Mental and Religious. Her Lesson began at the Ripe age of Four, she could barely withstand physical training yet and was taught more specific things, mostly common language, learning strategy and being taught the most common Local Floura. Finally, when she was Five she began doing her part in Myrian culture: Mostly, of course manual physical labor. And when she was six, Started training in combat. At first, her lessons which included the thrust of a spear, swing of a sword or bash of a axe she exiled at. But when it came to more challenging obstacles she started to fall back and work at a steady pace. She was not only trained in combat of course, but tracking, trapping and hunting, her progress rose steadily and once again became more Exiled at Twelve. More Vicious cycles and training came as she grew older, One of which included Myrian Tigers. And stronger History and religion came into play, including the story on how Myri ate Ruro's heart and brain and ascended into goddom. The physical exercise and militaric training was bone-breaking, and the labor afterwards didn't help. But with faith and a strong beating heart with a Ferocity inside she pulled through and went on to start her Coming of Age Trails. Coming of Age It was beautiful, the trails. Which tested her of all the things she was being taught to see if she was fit to be in Myrian society, It tested her Tactics Strength Agility Flexability Endurance, Combat skills, and Trapping & Tracking. There will be no lies, Tiir did struggle slightly on the Endurance and Tracking Tests. But in the end she pulled through and was branded with Myri's gnosis mark at fifteen. She loved the jungle, now that she could come and go she mostly went and camped in the jungle, killing scores of animals and seeking skulls of foes to conquer! Although, it was more... Hunting animals. And the bones she collected, she knitted into her outfits. and braided into her hair, She stayed in the jungle. Coming and going outside and inside Taloba regularly. Doing her part in Myrian society, but when she was seventeen she started to stay in Taloba for good. Home, and the Jungle. Home, for Two years of doing nothing but Doing her Part. And sitting at the Long house. She longed back for the jungle, and when the chance struck. She rushed out the city gates, the Jungle was her true home. But not before her mother gave her, her 'Formal' Outfit. And for a year, remained in the jungle, visiting Taloba as she doesen't stray horribly far. |