Maya Jing - Character

[Fredfort (jens6851) 283]

Biographical:

Full name: Maya Jing

Nicknames: May

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Date of Birth: The 14th of The Deep Cold, year 30

Age: 18

Hair: Brown/Black, silk like

Skin: Pale

Eyes: Orange/Golden

Height: Around the 1,66 Meters tall

Place of Residence: Unkown so far.

Place of Birth: Farport

Relatives: Hui Jing(Brother), Shu Jing(Brother), Aura Jing(Mother, Deceased) and Hun Jin(Father, Imprisoned)

Enemies: -

Allies: Shu Jing, Hui Jing

Occupation: None

Crafting: None

Appearance:

Fashion of Choice: Thin metal chest plate with shoulder, elbow and kneepads. She’s also wearing dark partly “baggy” trousers.

Armor of Choice: The same as her normal daily clothes, though if it was for war, her armor would be slightly heavier.

Weapons of Choice: Two War-Hammers.

Personality: Strong-Minded, Stubborn, Non-Caring, “Cold”, Stern, quiet, faithful.

Alignment: Neutral

Motivations: Hope, search for happiness, success

Disposition: Reluctant, though not scared

Outlook: Determined

Religion/Philosophy: Om’echan

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Positive Personality Traits: Faithful, stubborn, Strong-Minded.

Negative Personality Traits: Non-Caring, Cold.

Misc. Quirks: Mayas’ right ear usually starts to twitch when she gets nervous. She whistles with the birds in the morning, if. She’s happy.

Affiliations: None

Faction: None

Interests: Jewelry making, training, leafs(for tea of course)

Likes: Tea, training, reading, jewelry, custard tarts and fruit pies.

Dislikes: Getting Drunk, pipes(smoke), magic, Elves.

Hobbies: Making tea, reading, training.

Theme Songs:

History:

Maya Jing grew up far from any civilization, at all, having no knowledge to the mainland what so ever. This place was a little island, in the middle of the ocean, a port of course, as the name confirms: “Farport.”

Maya had many dreams as young, a happy and cheerful girl, though her days went with helping her mother, often watching the boys fight and brawl on the fields from a distance. She once asked her father, Hun, if she could play with them, but she couldn’t. And he, not caring- waved her towards the other girls, leaded by the richest man’s daughter, such a terrible creature… Her eyes was always watching Maya, making sure there was something to point out as foul or old… She just couldn’t be their friend, without, of course, doing something stupid. Which Maya did endless times, always giving them something to giggle about and she a punishment from home. They were a terrible group and every single day they kept bullying Maya, always making her dash home, weeping, searching for some comfort,

but this family…? No. Her brothers were a bunch of depressive kids: Shu Always reading, never participating in anything though sweet in his own ways at times and Hui seemingly, by any means, swinging a wood sword around, striking at the biggest trees and clumsiest child’s…

It was a beautiful morning; the sun glowing orange as it rose from the sea, not a sound could be heard as Maya stepped outside, her feet touching the dusk wet grass, she already felt older. It was her 10th birthday and her hopes for a new day; a change was with her, her stomach tickling in excitement as she sat down on the stone-beach, tossing the perfect round stones into the water, but suddenly, out of the perfect silence a yell could be heard.

“Garhhh! My back!” It was Old man Jenkins who was calling for help. He was an old man which had traveled far and wide, gray loose hair which went to his shoulders, mostly greasy since he hardly ever washed himself. Maya quickly got up and ran over to Jenkins. He had stumbled over a rock and had landed roughly on the ground. Maya looked at him for a second, her eyes squinting in disbelief as he quickly got up himself, smiling, though a bit harshly since he was hurt. “Ahhh, Maya, how are you little one?” He asked with a kind and raspy voice, everyone said he was crazy, telling stories to others that he once encountered a people which walked like Humans, but were entirely Ocelots. Maya looked confused at him over the sudden attention and smiled back broadly, telling him it was her birthday, and as the only one, he gave her a present, a small hat with a red rose on the side. From that day on Maya visited Jenkins every day, in the mornings and late at night where her parents were asleep, the rest of the day she was working, cleaning the boys clothes, washing up and making food, but when she was at Jenkins he told stories about the cat people which were agile as the quickest spider, about huge green monsters, strong as giants and invincible as dark-stone(obsidian) and a tiny, peaceful people, where their life was only happiness and joy, opposite Maya’s…

Years passed and Maya only grew more stern and colder for each day that went on and especially after the death of Jenkins, Maya hadn’t seen him for a long time and she felt sorrow and anger, she was the only one he had, he just died alone, in his cold, cold kitchen… After their mother passed away the three siblings only saw each other once a year; Shu living in a small and humble cottage by the coastline and Hui at whoever knows what.

Never having left the island, having the magnificent stories roaming her head she walked the beach every day, wondering on what could be out there, sighing in hope that someone on the other side of what seemed of an endless ocean, could hear her. And one did, not the way she wanted to, nothing to do with the faraway lands, but she got an occupation, Maya started off at the always warm smiling smith and his family, she lived there and took care of the screaming child’s. Not a thing she wanted to do, nor enjoyed, but one day, the smith had broken his hand after slamming it with a hammer and needed the help of someone. Their last resource was Maya.

Maya looked up from the anvil as the three 20 to 31 year old guards walked up to the smith and knocked hardly on the wooden counter, Maya glanced up in surprise and frowned hardly as the guards looked at her with a smirk.

Asking with a cheesy voice why a lady like her worked there and not in their barracks. Maya ignored them and looked back at the anvil where the small bracelet was starting to take shape, the few gems in it sparkling in the sun. Maya felt their voices going muffled as they started to speak louder, her eyes fixed at the bracelet with a small smile, proud. A peaceful and nearly sleepy mood surrounded her… All of a sudden she found herself lying in the local wise women’s house, having an icepack on her head, feeling dizzy after the man tossed a stone at her when she didn’t react…

And finally, luck and fortune stuck upon Maya once more and a letter arrived, given to her. It was her brother, Shu, which mysteriously had left the island a few months ago, writing to her, if she. His youngest sister, wanted to partake on HIS ship. Everything was set right after she read that letter, with a feeling of sudden happiness and excitement which she had only experienced once before, she packed what little she got and took the next boat towards the center of the world… The main lands of Asulon.

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

I instantly recognized that as a metalbending police uniform for your first reference. Second? I'm not sure...

[Fredfort (jens6851) 283]

I instantly recognized that as a metalbending police uniform for your first reference. Second? I'm not sure...

:/ Orly...? That wonderful captajn obvious would strike again if it wasn't cause he was nice :/ But yes, the picture isn't her and of course the armor isn't the same. But it's a base of what I was thinking and looking at while creating this character.

:)

[Tsuyose 3285]

-Finishes reading- It looks awesome 0_0 And looks LoK'ish. :3

[154684321654951 73]

I instantly recognized that as a metalbending police uniform for your first reference. Second? I'm not sure...

For whatever reason Cerberus popped into my mind, but now I can see that it does look like Beifong's armour. Mass Effect has just been on my mind lately I suppose, also I may write a bio in the style of this one soon.

Anyway, looks cool!

[Alakabam 582]

[Knox213 10]

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