~[Accepted]~ Xianna's Application.

[Lirinya 4021]

MC Username: Amayanina

Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread): Ja'Xianna Enora

Character Skillset: Basing it on the 50;

Farming: 25

Cooking: 25

Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender):

Age: 20

Subrace: Pantera

Gender: Female

Hair colour: White

Eye colour: One blue/one brown

Height: Unknown, but shorter than an average Pantera her age.

Personality:

Kind and gentle to her own kind. Xianna Would treat all Kharajyr with the same amount of love and care, regardless of their status in society. She is slow to anger, whilst this is a good thing, she struggles to show her emotions and can be difficult to read. It is usually difficult to tell whether she is angry or sad. Rather than yell, she would most likelly cry. She has no tolerance for the ignorant however. If another Kharajyr is seen to break rules, she would be quick to ensure that they got what they deserved.

Please include a short bio of your character's life:

Born the runt of the litter, I was shunned by my siblings. They would often bully me and, play fights often hurt more than usual. It wasn't long before I identified just why they bullied me. I watched them play one day, admired their jet black hair, they're prefect green eyes and looked at myself in the reflection of the ocean...

"Why is it I look so different...Why must I have white hair and they black? Why must my eyes be so different to theirs?" I often wept. I was to scared to approach my parents, they seemed to keep their distance, as if they were ashamed of me..

Aged 4, and out exploring one day, I came across a Leparda cub. I stared curiously at the cub for a few minutes, then smiled shakily. Introducing ourselves, I found the cub to be named Mizah. This was the first time I had found somebody who treated me normally. Social and energetic, Mizah was the opposite to me, but we bonded well and became best friends.

Whilst I doesn't like fighting, I had to learn the basics when I was travelling with Mizah to defend myself, though Mizah, or Miz as I liked to call her, was always the better fighter and would always beat me when we would spar.

All throughout these years we played, and Miz gave me the courage to be proud of being different. She would say it doesn't matter about your hair or eyes, it's about who you are inside. Which was strange, she wasn't usually so insightful!

When we turned 16 they went on one final journey. We both had our own ideas of their future but though it best to go for one final grand adventure. Miz's mother bode us both well on their travels, she had always been more of a mother to me than my own family - whom I had no contact with anymore. They never acknowledged me in the streets, so I thought it best to leave it at that.

Along with Miz and her pet wolf, which she acquired some years back, they stumbled upon a town , called something like Elandriel. The trees were littered with Elves...we found the visitors curious and would often eye them up suspiciously. I think I hid my fear well..though inside it brought back painful memories of my siblings...

They spent weeks roaming the Elf place. Scoffing at the homes they lived in. It was appalling compared to home...I started to notice a change in Miz and her companion. Her face would sadden as her pup became gradually weaker. His pace slowed and he would often whimper...I wish I could have helped him...

Miz lead us to a meadow where she lay with her pup and comforted him. I watched from the side, thought it best they had their privacy. It wasn't often we bonded with other creatures, but this wolf, Kilo I believe he was named, was different. I watched sadly as Miz cradled him and in return, he nuzzled her. Almost as if to say "What is wrong with you?"

This was the first time I saw Miz cry....

She suddenly stood up and drew her sword. I winced as she sliced the pup, ending his fragile life. It was horrible, but it had to be done, the poor thing was in so much pain...It was for the best.

I closed my eyes and said a silent prayer. Perhaps Metztli would care for him...care for Miz as she was grieving...

After that we spent the next few months being harrased by all kinds of folk. Small ones, green ones...but we eventually returned home. Aparently my family had moved on. Or so I was told. Who knows, they never cared for me so why should I care? I'm not bitter...or spiteful...I just don't understand their reasoning...and I never will...

I was since allowed into the ranks of Priestess, which is where my life leaves me now. This is where I want to be, doing Metztlis bidding, following her teachings and tending to the temples.

Character's ambitions:

To become a well known priestess and to continue her teachings.

_---Situational Rp Questions---_

1.

As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?:

*Xianna eyes up the human curiously and turns her head away.*

"Why should I aid you..? When I last met one of your kind, they laughed at us. Treated us like dirt. You are not welcome here. We have had enough trouble with 'your kind'.

*She turns back to the Human*

"I can either leave you here to die or take you as a sacrifice...which would you prefer?"

2.

As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak.

"Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!"

He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?:

*Xianna rolls her eyes at the Dwarf and ignores him, hiding the anger. It would not be wise to start a fight.*

"Listen here 'Dwarf'..Do not think that I will not harm you if you so attempt to lay a finger on me. I will not lower myself to your level of insulting one another, but mark my work. Touch me, and it will be your last move"

3.

One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response?

*Xianna sighs deeply*

"You fool. You pure and utter fool...You WILL stay here for the night and then, I shall take you to the guard. They will decide your fate...I will not have friends of my own believe they can break rules such as murder over something so foolish"

Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred?

Of course. The Tlatlanni's word is absolute and Metztli guide us.

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[Eyrev 33]

I really like how this intertwines with another kharajyr character's backstory.

[Lykos 276]

Accepted with relentless justice.

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

Liri APPLYING? Just join yourself! You're Liri! No need for an app! Liriawesome > Apps

[High Prophetess Mezua~ ♥ ツ 144]

I really like how this intertwines with another kharajyr character's backstory.

>.> Her bio made me cry.

[VonEbs 1224]

D'aaaawwww... Liri y u so cute?

[Princeton 396]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.