Victorie [Pegasus Knight]
Sept 24, 2014 1:39:02 GMT
Post by victorie on Sept 24, 2014 1:39:02 GMT
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[attr="class","bio"]NAME
Victorie
GROUP
Ylisse
AGE
22
BIRTHDAY
March 30th
WEAPON
Lance
CLASSES
Pegasus Knight, Mage, Cleric, Troubador
POSITIVES
Refined, Graceful, Charismatic, dedicated, optimistic, educated, gregarious.
NEGATIVES
Aloof, snooty, impatient, egotistical, stuffy, insensitive, narcissist, spoiled.
BIO
• Born to a higher level noble family of the Halidom of Ylisse, Victorie may well have become a Duchess or aspired to similar levels of ruling over a tract of land within the nation, but then, that would have required her to not be the third daughter and last in line of succession behind two seemingly perfect elder sisters. That was not to say her early life was hard by any stretch of the imagination, she may have been groomed to be nothing more than a political bargaining chip as many second and third daughters were, but such grooming included much coddling and the love of a family that was, for all intents and purposes, rather functional.
Victorie
GROUP
Ylisse
AGE
22
BIRTHDAY
March 30th
WEAPON
Lance
CLASSES
Pegasus Knight, Mage, Cleric, Troubador
POSITIVES
Refined, Graceful, Charismatic, dedicated, optimistic, educated, gregarious.
NEGATIVES
Aloof, snooty, impatient, egotistical, stuffy, insensitive, narcissist, spoiled.
BIO
• She watched as her eldest sister was raised to one day rule over their father's land, and her other elder sister excel at all matters scholarly and theological. Squeezed between these competing influences and the ever so growing black cloud in the back of her mind that whispered she was letting her life pass her by, she would turn to the one skill that she knew she could call her own. For Victorie was always a people person, her tongue sharp, manners impeccable and bearing of such refined grace that she held herself like an Exalt, spoke like a diplomat, giggled like the most sought after debutante at the ball and haggled like the shrewdest merchant. But, it was the life of a courtier, and the vapid conversation could only last so long in the courts and the ballrooms before that listless cloud of anxiety once more hung over her head, and she made one final grasp at finding who she truly was.
• It was then, at the age of sixteen that she took up the reigns of her first steed, taking to the skill of riding like a natural, and finding that special touch with horses even sooner. The horses would then lead to the jousting lists, which lead to the development of her martial skills and then to an endless onslaught of begging that would deliver to her her first, and only, Pegasus. She is not ashamed to admit that the coffers of her family and the lessons they provided are the only reason why she could ever become a Pegasus Knight, but in the same respect, she bears the glimmering silver armor of her house with nary a hint of irony whatsoever. She has recently left her home, astride that white winged horse, lance balanced across her lap and a promise to her father and sister that she would become one of those Knights of legend, something to truly be proud of, and maybe, just maybe, have songs sung about her beauty in battle. She's just a small bit conceited after all.
• It was then, at the age of sixteen that she took up the reigns of her first steed, taking to the skill of riding like a natural, and finding that special touch with horses even sooner. The horses would then lead to the jousting lists, which lead to the development of her martial skills and then to an endless onslaught of begging that would deliver to her her first, and only, Pegasus. She is not ashamed to admit that the coffers of her family and the lessons they provided are the only reason why she could ever become a Pegasus Knight, but in the same respect, she bears the glimmering silver armor of her house with nary a hint of irony whatsoever. She has recently left her home, astride that white winged horse, lance balanced across her lap and a promise to her father and sister that she would become one of those Knights of legend, something to truly be proud of, and maybe, just maybe, have songs sung about her beauty in battle. She's just a small bit conceited after all.
• Despite this fact, she is still learning the intricacies of battle and has no experience beyond defeating sack dummies or poor stable hands in pitched battle. But she is nothing to simply discount in the field of war, for a sharp mind and a readied lance astride the back of a pegasus is reason enough for any to be wary. Even if she would much rather inundate others with her seemingly unquenchable thirst for chatter, but she may well just enjoy hearing her own voice more than anything else.
• It's quite obvious that Victorie takes excellent care of herself and holds personal appearance to an absolute paramount, this goes from her style of hair (It isn't fun to have braids whip you in the face when you dive!), the fact she almost always smells of fresh mint and simply impractical armor to the decorations she's almost always wearing in her hair. But, for all of this eschewing for common sense, her pegasus has been amply protected in only the most sensible way possible, quite likely saying something about her connection to the dear horse.
OTHER
Theme song go!
FACE-CLAIM
TACTICS OGRE, Ravness Loxaerion
OTHER
Theme song go!
FACE-CLAIM
TACTICS OGRE, Ravness Loxaerion
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