Blayze (Complete)

by **Blayze** on February 12th, 2012, 10:55 pm

Basic Information

Birth name: Blayzha'vi Crukanis
Chosen name: Blayze
Race: Konti
Birthday & Age : Ist Day of Spring, 486 AV (24)
Gender: Female

Languages

Language 1: Fluent - Kontinese
Language 2: Basic - Common
Language 3: Poor - Tukant

Physical Description: Blayze is one who cannot walk into a room without catching the eye of all within; fair and soft, yet fierce in her appearance, eyes follow her no matter where she goes. She is young even by human standards although she appears even younger, never does she look any older than sixteen. She may only be in her youth but in the years to come the great Tanroa will not show herself upon the face of the young Konti. She shares the most obvious aspects of her appearance with that of her Konti sisters. Pale white waves cascade down past her rear, usually worn up in a bun stuck through with a large metal hair prong, one snowy lock pulled down around her shoulder. Occasionally she wears it in ponytails. Long bangs frame her face. Silver-gray scalene markings climb the warm alabaster of her legs to halfway up her thighs, flowing in complex shimmering streams that vary in tone from silvery white to steel gray. They spiral up her forearms and an intricate scaled knot graces her stomach, two rivers of silver carve a path from her shoulder blades down the length of her back before fading into the silky cream of her skin. The mark of Avalis, the seer's lily adorns the plain of alabaster between her shoulder blades. But unlike her sisters, she favours the darker colours of the spectrum, whatever she wears, black is always present, even on her face. She is one of the few who is never without night-dark eye make up. It gives her eyes a smoky, sultry look that she hates to be without. Her eyes, framed by thick black lashes, are a vivid green and have a knowing, mischievous glimmer that is impossible to emulate.

Although not at all dainty or feminine in her actions, Blayze's sense of dress draws the eye down her supple, curvaceous body, but exudes the inner strength she possesses. She's partial to wearing leather and lace, metal and gossamer, mixing the sturdy and the decorative, the practical and the fanciful, swirling them together into a strange hybrid that is both beautiful and mighty to behold. She'll often be found in something that encompasses the powerful and the feminine, much like a goddess' battle armour. She can usually be found wearing a hooded gray-brown leather coat that fits close to the skin and is lined with wolves' fur for extra warmth. The sleeves are tight against her upper arms but flare outward towards the end, allowing for wear of bracers or gauntlets. Under her coat she wears a brown leather under-bust corset reinforced with interlocking metal plates that provide protection but allow for movement. The corset is embossed with rosevines and is worn over a white cotton blouse the neckline of which circles her upper arms, leaving her shoulders bare, with the sleeves coming to an end at her elbows. Under the blouse she wears a cream silk under-corset with a sewn in dagger sheath. On her legs she wears sturdy leather knee high boots, charcoal gray woolen leggings and fur-lined outer leggings. Over the leggings, but hidden by the end of her coat, she wears several belts. She also wears a set of twin Tiger Hooks on her back, under her pack but over her coat.

Character Concept: Blayze is about as different from every other Konti as you'll ever see. She's aggressive, violent, blunt and loves a good argument, especially one that comes to blows. Exceptionally learned in the fine art of sarcasm, she always has a comeback for any insult thrown her way, and if on the rare occasion she doesn't, you can guarantee she'll have an even better left hook ready to take up its stead.

Blayze has a rather dark sense of humour and is easily identified by her growl of a laugh. Because she doesn't talk that much, primarily because she doesn't have anyone to talk to, and the fact it's winter and the cold tends to play tricks on her insides, her voice has become a bit husky, with a gravel-like quality to it. Yet it somehow fits her appearance. When she does speak, it's usually to make a sarcastic remark or pick a fight. Although violent and easily aggravated by nature, she does have morals. She'll stand up for what she believes in. Most of the time. She has a certain sense of disdain for her people, stemming from her unadmitted envy of those more demure of her Konti sisters. In general, she doesn't really like people, a slight contradiction considering she loves to have a good time. Just not with arrogant, pig-headed asses who talk themselves up but fall with only a few hits. If she were to make friends, they'd find themselves allied with someone who'd defend them to the death. So far the only person she has that much love for is her sister, Kavani.

Now apart from her unusual voice and very un-Konti-like attitude, she really doesn't seem that out of the ordinary. But there is one thing that sets her apart from the rest of her outcast sisters

Blayze is a killer. She's an assassin who'll rent out her allegiances to the highest bidder, and then slaughter any hits that come her way. As a hitwoman, subtlety is not her strong point. She will, very literally, paint the room with her hit's blood. There are times when there's no body left, save a limb, although usually a severed head works better. On one occasion, after slaying a rich merchant, she let him bleed into the bath and then bathed in it.

In short, placid Blayze and assassin Blayze are practically different people. Her personality tends to work in extremes. She would die for her friends. She'd also slaughter an army for them.

Character History: Blayze did not have an unusual childhood. She was born the youngest of twins, and remains to be the outspoken one. Kavani was always the quiet one. Always the more...Konti one. She rarely spoke, almost always relying on her younger twin to do the talking for her. It was as if they were two cells of an amoeba, but that Blayze, or Blayzh'avi as was her name then, although she preferred the shortened form, Zh'avi. Although she and her sister were born twins, they are not completely identical. Or maybe they are and it's the younger's love of black and eyeliner that makes them look so different.

It was little over two years ago when Blayze left her homeland, going off in search of a worthy cause. She had found very little in Mura that truly fascinated her, save training in combat. She always felt her mother favoured her elder sister, but had no objection to it. Despite the fact she was the mouth of them both, she felt as if she was living in the shadow of her twin. So she left, taking the little she treasured and swimming to the mainland, where she found herself in Nyka. She was only there for a handful of weeks before she left, heading for Syliras, where the cycle repeated itself and she fled upon realising that thieves and criminals were harshly dealt with. She isn't quite sure how she ended up in Sunberth, all she knows is that it's where she is and where she'll be for a while. In the home of anarchy.

It is also there that she discovered her love of violence and lust for blood. She doesn't go into a frenzy when she fights. There's no maddened cackle, no sickeningly euphoric grin. Just apathy. Her face holds no emotion. There is no expression, no arched brow nor twitching smirk. All that there is life in is her eyes, they glow with emerald fire.

Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore):
Blayze, like most if not all Konti, possesses the first gnosis mark of Avalis, gifted to her at birth.

Konti gift: Blayze's gift is Trust Immersion. If she touches someone, she gets a feeling for whether she can trust them or not. It's not immediate, but gradual, seeping through her skin before it becomes clear. She compares it to water; someone with good intentions, someone she can trust will often make her feel as if she's sliding into a hot bath. Someone she can't trust gives her the feeling of jumping into ice-water. After the first touch, she can't sense it again, unless of course, the person's motivation changes. However she finds it less of a help and more of a hindrance as it can cause her to let her guard down if she's not careful. And just because her 'gift' tells her she can trust someone doesn't always necessarily mean she can. Those skilled in the art of hypnotism and gifted with certain gnosis powers; Cordas, the gnosis of Sagallius and Illusionism, the gnosis of Ionu (to some extent).

Lores:
Lore of Religion: Ivak.
Lore: Starting a Brawl.

Skills:
Tiger Hook Swords - 30
Dual Wielding - 10
Unarmed Combat - 10
Medicine - 10 (RB)

(The following skills are just for reference

)

Blind Fighting - 0
Climbing - 0
Escape Artist - 0
Intelligence - 0
Running - 0
Acrobatics - 0
Stealth - 0

Equipment and Possessions:
~One set of Clothing;
Under corset,
Underwear,
Cotton blouse,
Woolen leggings,
Leather fur lined leggings,
Outer corset,
Fur lined hooded coat,
Leather boots,
Woolen scarf.
~1 Waterskin
~1 Backpack containing;
~1 Set of Toiletries
~Food for a Week
~1 Eating knife
~Flint and Steel
~Set of Tiger Hook Swords
~Heirloom - Scimitar

Ledger:
100gm (SP)
+500gm (House cash-in) [600gm]
-40gm (Tiger Hook Sword x2) [560gm]

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by **Blayze** on February 14th, 2012, 10:59 pm

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by **Blayze** on March 8th, 2012, 1:48 am

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by **Blayze** on March 8th, 2012, 1:50 am

As much as it fits her description..it's not her. HERE is mah babeh

by **Blayze** on March 8th, 2012, 1:51 am

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