Post by tanith on Feb 3, 2008 17:33:01 GMT -8
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Who were the Original Knights?: Israfel, Lourette, and Laties
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.Name. Tanith Malandra Leviathan Hinote (Tahn-ith Mahl-ahn-drah Luh-vye-uh-thin Hee-noh-tay)
.Nickname. Tan
.Age. Thousands of years old, but she hardly looks older than twelve or thirteen
.Birthday. Unknown
Race: A Ker, a mysterious night-dwelling creature formed by malicious souls. These Keres require souls of either the living or dead to survive. Any being that has their soul taken by a Ker is doomed to a painful eternity in the deepest pits of Hell, but there is a drawback. Eventually, if the Ker steals enough souls, they, too, will be sentenced to a lifetime of agony in Hell. These creatures are all female, and age very slowly. So, if a Ker is one thousand years, it appears as a human toddler. All Ker are recognizable by their chalk-white skin, long, ebony hair, and reddish-colored eyes. They have the ability to 'bind' themselves to a master or mistress for their entire lives, thus prolonging their own lifespans if the being is immortal. When bound, they act much like a pet would to its master, sitting at their feet, coming when called, and even walking on all fours or teaching themselves how to purr through strenuous training. If they are commanded to attack by the one they have been bound to, they become vicious monsters, losing control over their senses and attacking on pure rage.
Allegiance: Anatieyre
Profession/Rank: Simply a pet to her mistress...miaow...
.Hair. Like all Ker, Tan has long, raven-black hair that reaches her hips. In order to appease her mistress, she tries to take good care of it, making sure it is so clean that it shines and even soaking it in rosewater to give it a pleasant fragrance.
.Eyes. Again, like Ker, Tan has a pair of bright red eyes that seem to reflect nothing in them but her love for her mistress.
.Physical Description. Short in stature, Tanith is only about four foot five, but has a deathly thin, gaunt form. She is considered somewhat 'pretty' by her looks, but if ever told that she's pretty, she'd deny it and say that she is nothing compared to Anatieyre's stunning beauty. Though not much is ever seen of Tanith, since she's always hiding away in the shadows until her mistress calls for her, whenever she is seen, she is almost always thought of as a mini version of Anatieyre looks-wise. She has no curves whatsoever, and is rather plain looking, so to make up for it, she tries dressing in extravagant clothing, just to make herself feel more worthy to be in Anatieyre's presence. Most of the clothing she wears are long robes that are made for those taller than she, so she tends to trip on them quite a bit, even when walking on all fours like an animal.
However, when commanded to attack, Tanith will not sit back in a submissive pose any longer. She stands up and gets a glint of pure madness in her eyes. Her robes turn a coal black, and her skin becomes paler than usual (if that's even possible). A large sword, much larger for any other girl her size to be able to even lift, appears in her hands, and she fuels her rage through that, making it glow an ominous red. From there, if she so desires, she can also channel her rage through herself and form herself a pair of bright red wings which she can use to fly about. However, in this form, she tires easily, so she only uses it if her beloved mistress is in danger, and not just to show off.
You can almost always see Tanith sitting at Anatieyre's feet, staring up at her with adoring crimson eyes, desiring to feel her mistress' hands in her hair or caress her cheeks, but...it wasn't common that she was shown such kindness...
.Picture. Click Here
.Celebrity Portrayal. A mini version of Anatieyre!
.__{{T H E Thoughts
.Likes. Anatieyre- Tanith is fanatical over Anatieyre. She is so proud to be the great Yearner of Woe's pet, though she knows very, very little about her. She is crazy about Anatieyre just like Miao is crazy about Osirus.
Being stroked- Especially if it's by Anatieyre's hand
Tea- It tastes so much sweeter if Anatieyre brews it herself!
Eltana- Though she hasn't heard much from him or seen him often, she thinks he's really pretty and wants to be just as pretty as him one day
Souls- Especially when they're the souls of a victim Anatieyre killed herself!
.Dislikes. Anyone that poses a threat to Anatieyre- She will become a terrifying mindless slaughtering beast if she even gets the slightest notion that her beloved mistress is in danger.
Anything that isn't graceful- If it isn't graceful, beautiful, or flawless in every way, shape, and form, it isn't of Anatieyre's creation!
Being by herself- It gets really boring, and Tanith is one who gets really bored really easily
Bright lights- Being a nocturnal creature, it's kind of obvious why she has such pale skin and hates lights...
Blistering hot temperatures- Again, a big duh considering she's a night-dweller
.Goals. To serve Anatieyre until her own death
.Fears. Anatieyre hating her
.Personality. Shy, submissive, and quiet. Tanith is easily pleased, since she is always extremely happy just sitting at Anatieyre's feet and gazing up at her mistress' beauty. She is always pleased to be in Anatieyre's presence, whether she's sitting in the shadows and waiting to be called upon, or walking away after her mistress tells her off. She always has a look of calm on her face, but when being praised by Anatieyre, the calm look changes to one of pure ecstacy. She has even taught herself to purr to prove that she is so happy to be sitting at Anatieyre's feet, being stroked and praised and called a 'good girl'. However, this doesn't happen too too often, and quite a bit of the time, Tan is spending her time sitting in the shadows and waiting for Anatieyre to call to her or beckon her to come sit with her.
However, when Tanith gets the idea that Anatieyre is in danger, she will not be submissive any longer. She will stand up, her head held high and her eyes wide with anger. She will become a rage-driven beast who will stop at nothing to tear the guts out of anyone who dares get in her beloved mistress' way. The only things that can keep her from stopping her rage is either killing those who pose a threat to Anatieyre or dying herself. However, she would never let the latter happen to her, because she bound herself to her beloved mistress, and the worst way to dishonor yourself as a Ker is to die protecting someone you bound yourself to.
.__{{T H E Fairytale
.Family.
.Father. None (there are no male Keres)
.Adoptive Fathers. Draek Malandra, Lurius Leviathan, Mitsiou Hinote
.Mother. None (Keres are created from a compilation of malicious souls)
.Adoptive Mothers. Alura Malandra, Rexxia Hinote
.Siblings. The other Keres?
.Mistress. Anatieyre
.History. One dark, moonless night, about a thousand wicked souls rose up from the ground, twirling about one another and finally forming the shape of a human infant. And so, a new Ker was created. The morning after her creation, she was found by a peasant family after almost being devoured by a snake and was brought to live with them in Amblethorn. They gave her the name Tanith, which meant 'Serpent Girl,' after the strange twist of fate that brought her to live with them. They raised her as their own, but found it a bit odd that, even though they were aging, their little baby wasn't. As they grew older and older, their Tanith remained the same as she was the morning she had been found. So, after about fifty years of raising a baby Tanith, the two died, and their souls floated into the giggling baby. She then grew to the size of a three-year-old girl, and wandered out of the home, just to be plucked off the streets by a pair of thieves who sold her into an underground slave trade. She was then bought by a rich young merchant named Lurius Leviathan, who didn't buy her so she could work in his home, oh, no, but because his wife had died, leaving him childless, and he wanted a child to raise. And so, Tanith Malandra then became Tanith Malandra Leviathan.
For a long time, Lurius raised his young Tanith with delicate care, teaching her just how to act when among those who are older than her, how to speak when those whom are older are around you, and how to be polite. The etiquette wasn't hard for Tanith to memorize, it was actually fun! She loved being raised by her new father and, even though thoughts from her old family were gone and she didn't even remember them, she still wondered how she got the name Tanith. Even so, she still loved being raised by Lurius and being pampered like she was.
Years came and went, and Lurius got older and older, but he had long realized that his daughter wasn't human so, when she died, he willed that she be taken in by his brother's son and his wife, Mitsiou and Rexxia Hinote. The two were considerably poorer than Lurius, but they still raised
Tanith, now the size of a seven-year-old child, with the tender loving care that parents should show to their children. Their love for their new daughter made Tanith feel so good inside, but that feeling could be shattered in a second.
And it was.
In one of the many bandit raids that had taken place on the now-destroyed villages of Alyssus, Mitsiou and Rexxia were slaughtered right in front of Tanith. As her parents souls floated into her, Tanith once again grew, now the size she is today, and something strange happened.
She unlocked her power as a Ker.
An inhuman screech ripped the air, and she charged, tearing through leather armor and human flesh with her nails and teeth. She even formed a huge sword about twice her size with her rage, swinging it and dealing casualty after casualty to the bandits and villagers alike. As the last of the
living humans had died, Tanith knew she wasn't normal, and she knew she didn't belong among normal people. So, for thousands of years she roamed, until finally, she met her...
A beautiful woman who looked almost like a large version of Tanith. She smiled a smile that made her heart skip a beat, and she held out a hand.
"Now, where are you going, little one?" she asked, her voice as sweet as sugar. "Where are your parents?"
"I don't need parents!" Tanith replied, standing as tall as her four foot five inches would allow her to stand. "I can live fine on my own!"
"Now, now...no need to be like that..." the woman whispered, a smirk on her lips as she crouched down to Tanith's height, one hand caressing her pale cheek. "Come with me...I'll keep you safe..."
And so, to this day, Tanith has been unconditionally loyal to her mistress, the lovely, beautiful, amazing Anatieyre, the Yearner of Woe...
.__{{T H E End
.Role Play Sample. See Marissa's
.How did you find this site? Lourette
.Name. See Marissa for everything
.Age.
.Activity.
.Experience.
.Contact Info.
Who were the Original Knights?: Israfel, Lourette, and Laties
.__{{T H E Character
.Name. Tanith Malandra Leviathan Hinote (Tahn-ith Mahl-ahn-drah Luh-vye-uh-thin Hee-noh-tay)
.Nickname. Tan
.Age. Thousands of years old, but she hardly looks older than twelve or thirteen
.Birthday. Unknown
Race: A Ker, a mysterious night-dwelling creature formed by malicious souls. These Keres require souls of either the living or dead to survive. Any being that has their soul taken by a Ker is doomed to a painful eternity in the deepest pits of Hell, but there is a drawback. Eventually, if the Ker steals enough souls, they, too, will be sentenced to a lifetime of agony in Hell. These creatures are all female, and age very slowly. So, if a Ker is one thousand years, it appears as a human toddler. All Ker are recognizable by their chalk-white skin, long, ebony hair, and reddish-colored eyes. They have the ability to 'bind' themselves to a master or mistress for their entire lives, thus prolonging their own lifespans if the being is immortal. When bound, they act much like a pet would to its master, sitting at their feet, coming when called, and even walking on all fours or teaching themselves how to purr through strenuous training. If they are commanded to attack by the one they have been bound to, they become vicious monsters, losing control over their senses and attacking on pure rage.
Allegiance: Anatieyre
Profession/Rank: Simply a pet to her mistress...miaow...
.Hair. Like all Ker, Tan has long, raven-black hair that reaches her hips. In order to appease her mistress, she tries to take good care of it, making sure it is so clean that it shines and even soaking it in rosewater to give it a pleasant fragrance.
.Eyes. Again, like Ker, Tan has a pair of bright red eyes that seem to reflect nothing in them but her love for her mistress.
.Physical Description. Short in stature, Tanith is only about four foot five, but has a deathly thin, gaunt form. She is considered somewhat 'pretty' by her looks, but if ever told that she's pretty, she'd deny it and say that she is nothing compared to Anatieyre's stunning beauty. Though not much is ever seen of Tanith, since she's always hiding away in the shadows until her mistress calls for her, whenever she is seen, she is almost always thought of as a mini version of Anatieyre looks-wise. She has no curves whatsoever, and is rather plain looking, so to make up for it, she tries dressing in extravagant clothing, just to make herself feel more worthy to be in Anatieyre's presence. Most of the clothing she wears are long robes that are made for those taller than she, so she tends to trip on them quite a bit, even when walking on all fours like an animal.
However, when commanded to attack, Tanith will not sit back in a submissive pose any longer. She stands up and gets a glint of pure madness in her eyes. Her robes turn a coal black, and her skin becomes paler than usual (if that's even possible). A large sword, much larger for any other girl her size to be able to even lift, appears in her hands, and she fuels her rage through that, making it glow an ominous red. From there, if she so desires, she can also channel her rage through herself and form herself a pair of bright red wings which she can use to fly about. However, in this form, she tires easily, so she only uses it if her beloved mistress is in danger, and not just to show off.
You can almost always see Tanith sitting at Anatieyre's feet, staring up at her with adoring crimson eyes, desiring to feel her mistress' hands in her hair or caress her cheeks, but...it wasn't common that she was shown such kindness...
.Picture. Click Here
.Celebrity Portrayal. A mini version of Anatieyre!
.__{{T H E Thoughts
.Likes. Anatieyre- Tanith is fanatical over Anatieyre. She is so proud to be the great Yearner of Woe's pet, though she knows very, very little about her. She is crazy about Anatieyre just like Miao is crazy about Osirus.
Being stroked- Especially if it's by Anatieyre's hand
Tea- It tastes so much sweeter if Anatieyre brews it herself!
Eltana- Though she hasn't heard much from him or seen him often, she thinks he's really pretty and wants to be just as pretty as him one day
Souls- Especially when they're the souls of a victim Anatieyre killed herself!
.Dislikes. Anyone that poses a threat to Anatieyre- She will become a terrifying mindless slaughtering beast if she even gets the slightest notion that her beloved mistress is in danger.
Anything that isn't graceful- If it isn't graceful, beautiful, or flawless in every way, shape, and form, it isn't of Anatieyre's creation!
Being by herself- It gets really boring, and Tanith is one who gets really bored really easily
Bright lights- Being a nocturnal creature, it's kind of obvious why she has such pale skin and hates lights...
Blistering hot temperatures- Again, a big duh considering she's a night-dweller
.Goals. To serve Anatieyre until her own death
.Fears. Anatieyre hating her
.Personality. Shy, submissive, and quiet. Tanith is easily pleased, since she is always extremely happy just sitting at Anatieyre's feet and gazing up at her mistress' beauty. She is always pleased to be in Anatieyre's presence, whether she's sitting in the shadows and waiting to be called upon, or walking away after her mistress tells her off. She always has a look of calm on her face, but when being praised by Anatieyre, the calm look changes to one of pure ecstacy. She has even taught herself to purr to prove that she is so happy to be sitting at Anatieyre's feet, being stroked and praised and called a 'good girl'. However, this doesn't happen too too often, and quite a bit of the time, Tan is spending her time sitting in the shadows and waiting for Anatieyre to call to her or beckon her to come sit with her.
However, when Tanith gets the idea that Anatieyre is in danger, she will not be submissive any longer. She will stand up, her head held high and her eyes wide with anger. She will become a rage-driven beast who will stop at nothing to tear the guts out of anyone who dares get in her beloved mistress' way. The only things that can keep her from stopping her rage is either killing those who pose a threat to Anatieyre or dying herself. However, she would never let the latter happen to her, because she bound herself to her beloved mistress, and the worst way to dishonor yourself as a Ker is to die protecting someone you bound yourself to.
.__{{T H E Fairytale
.Family.
.Father. None (there are no male Keres)
.Adoptive Fathers. Draek Malandra, Lurius Leviathan, Mitsiou Hinote
.Mother. None (Keres are created from a compilation of malicious souls)
.Adoptive Mothers. Alura Malandra, Rexxia Hinote
.Siblings. The other Keres?
.Mistress. Anatieyre
.History. One dark, moonless night, about a thousand wicked souls rose up from the ground, twirling about one another and finally forming the shape of a human infant. And so, a new Ker was created. The morning after her creation, she was found by a peasant family after almost being devoured by a snake and was brought to live with them in Amblethorn. They gave her the name Tanith, which meant 'Serpent Girl,' after the strange twist of fate that brought her to live with them. They raised her as their own, but found it a bit odd that, even though they were aging, their little baby wasn't. As they grew older and older, their Tanith remained the same as she was the morning she had been found. So, after about fifty years of raising a baby Tanith, the two died, and their souls floated into the giggling baby. She then grew to the size of a three-year-old girl, and wandered out of the home, just to be plucked off the streets by a pair of thieves who sold her into an underground slave trade. She was then bought by a rich young merchant named Lurius Leviathan, who didn't buy her so she could work in his home, oh, no, but because his wife had died, leaving him childless, and he wanted a child to raise. And so, Tanith Malandra then became Tanith Malandra Leviathan.
For a long time, Lurius raised his young Tanith with delicate care, teaching her just how to act when among those who are older than her, how to speak when those whom are older are around you, and how to be polite. The etiquette wasn't hard for Tanith to memorize, it was actually fun! She loved being raised by her new father and, even though thoughts from her old family were gone and she didn't even remember them, she still wondered how she got the name Tanith. Even so, she still loved being raised by Lurius and being pampered like she was.
Years came and went, and Lurius got older and older, but he had long realized that his daughter wasn't human so, when she died, he willed that she be taken in by his brother's son and his wife, Mitsiou and Rexxia Hinote. The two were considerably poorer than Lurius, but they still raised
Tanith, now the size of a seven-year-old child, with the tender loving care that parents should show to their children. Their love for their new daughter made Tanith feel so good inside, but that feeling could be shattered in a second.
And it was.
In one of the many bandit raids that had taken place on the now-destroyed villages of Alyssus, Mitsiou and Rexxia were slaughtered right in front of Tanith. As her parents souls floated into her, Tanith once again grew, now the size she is today, and something strange happened.
She unlocked her power as a Ker.
An inhuman screech ripped the air, and she charged, tearing through leather armor and human flesh with her nails and teeth. She even formed a huge sword about twice her size with her rage, swinging it and dealing casualty after casualty to the bandits and villagers alike. As the last of the
living humans had died, Tanith knew she wasn't normal, and she knew she didn't belong among normal people. So, for thousands of years she roamed, until finally, she met her...
A beautiful woman who looked almost like a large version of Tanith. She smiled a smile that made her heart skip a beat, and she held out a hand.
"Now, where are you going, little one?" she asked, her voice as sweet as sugar. "Where are your parents?"
"I don't need parents!" Tanith replied, standing as tall as her four foot five inches would allow her to stand. "I can live fine on my own!"
"Now, now...no need to be like that..." the woman whispered, a smirk on her lips as she crouched down to Tanith's height, one hand caressing her pale cheek. "Come with me...I'll keep you safe..."
And so, to this day, Tanith has been unconditionally loyal to her mistress, the lovely, beautiful, amazing Anatieyre, the Yearner of Woe...
.__{{T H E End
.Role Play Sample. See Marissa's
.How did you find this site? Lourette
