SilverShadow (talk | contribs) No edit summary |
SilverShadow (talk | contribs) No edit summary |
||
Line 1: | Line 1: | ||
{| style="background-color:white; float:right; padding-left:8px;" |
{| style="background-color:white; float:right; padding-left:8px;" |
||
|- |
|- |
||
− | | align="center" |http://utena.otakuvideo.com/~lethann/ |
+ | | align="center" |http://utena.otakuvideo.com/~lethann/screenshots/SilverShadow/SilverShadow-Profile.jpg |
|- |
|- |
||
|} |
|} |
Revision as of 06:11, 20 June 2006
http://utena.otakuvideo.com/~lethann/screenshots/SilverShadow/SilverShadow-Profile.jpg |
Core Stats
Name: SilverShadow NightBlade
Title: Wednesday's Child
Race: [Night-Elf]
Class: Hunter
Professions: Skinning, Dragonscale Leatherworking.
Age: 120
Eye Colour: White Silver.
Hair Colour: Metallic Silver
Skin Tone: Pale Blue
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 185 Lb.
Physical Appearance
Quiet, Serene, yet sad. Looking at her, one is struck by how she seems to resemble the felines she always accompines.
Pale, even for a Kaldorei, her skin seems leeched of all color save for the dark markings on her face. Her hair is her namesake, looking like spun strands of silver metal, though soft to the touch like silk. More slanted than most, her eyes show hints of sadness, even when she smiles.
Depending on what she is wearing, one might see the massive scar tissue that covers most of her right thigh.
History
The Beginning
Raised by an aged hunter, Mattias Nightblade, Silver knows nothing of her parents other than they died shortly after she was born. Mattias raised her as his own, teaching her the ways of the Hunters and even gifting her with his own surname when she showed great promise from a very young age.
While she was yet a small child, she was wandering the area in Teldrassil where she and Mattias lived when she was attacked by a Nightsaber. The mauling was so bad she nearly lost her right leg. However, by some miricle, the healers were able to not only save her life, but the use of her leg. Since that day she's show no fear of the great cats. Rather, she's grown rather fond of them, having a great affinity for them like none other Mattias had ever seen.
Current
Years have passed since then, and Silver has grown in both form and spirit. She travels the world, hunting anything she wants, but lately taken a favor to slaying the brood of the black flight. She is always in the company of her many cats, from small to large, through thick and thin.