Post by Toff on Dec 4, 2008 22:57:19 GMT -5
Name: Nonna Cliff
Race: Ewok
Age: 11 (Adult Ewok)
Height: 80cm
Weight: 85 LBS
Appearance:
She wears a Blue and white shawl with hood. Nonna has a Rounded face covered in white fur, a red circle around her right eye. Bright ice blue eyes and a pale nose and lips set her apart from the rest of her species. She’s also a bit taller than your average female Ewok. Three fingered hands with bracelets around her wrists. Also wears a talisman around her neck. Stubby legs, though again a bit longer than your average Ewok, leg fur dyed with red patterns that “help” her to cast her spells. Two earrings in each ear, the top one on each ear has a small tooth that dangles from it. Normally seen with her hood up, her ears poking out.
Birth place: Forest Moon of Endor
Occupation: Explorer/Adventurer
Rank: Explorer/Adventurer
Personality:
There are many sides to this young Ewok, but first and foremost she has a natural affinity for getting herself into trouble. Curious almost to an extreme, she often finds herself in a sticky situation. Even so she has a courageous streak and a strong sense of duty to her people, though she has left her world. Nonna is adventurous and while often frightened easy, she will come back to what frightened her to learn of it.
Bio:
Nonna was born into the Red Sun Tribe on the forest moon of Endor. As with most Woklings, she was fawned over by the older villagers. Growing up she was often picked on for being “different” from the other Ewoks. Her fur was white, a stark contrast to the woods around her, and the other Woklings teased her that she would be eaten by a Gorax. Nonna was not about to let the others bully her and she worked hard to become better than all the others in typical Ewok skills.
Word spread around the village of a young Wokling who had set the shaman's hut on fire. Though she was not quite sure of this, Nonna later ventured to the hut of the village shaman to see that it indeed was true. Apparently a young Wokling had wanted to become a sorcerer, but the shaman had denied him. What happened next was a bit of a blur to the shaman though he distinctly remembered the young Wokling trying a spell and failing miserably. It was apparent that this was the cause of the fire and Nonna couldn't help but ask about this curious Wokling. Unfortunately the shaman gave no answer to that, but instead informed her that she was to be his apprentice. Nonna was stunned.
For a couple years Nonna learned the ancient stories of the Ewoks, and learned many spells. It was very hard work having to memorize all the incantations and stories but well worth it in the end. Still rather stunned that she had been chosen as the shaman's successor, Nonna did her best to make him proud. Eventually those that had teased her just a few years before now respected her. It was a strange sensation having those that once picked on her now craving her attention. Nonna soon grew tired of all of it and welcomed the arrival of the Festival of Hoods.
Finally old enough to participate, Nonna earned her hood with a handful of other Woklings and thus they became adults within their community. Nonna spent the next couple of years practicing her healing and her spells, not to mention her story telling. Woklings would be entranced as she told them the ancient stories, and she soon met another that told stories of his adventures. His name was Wirrip, and apparently it was he that had set the sorcerer's hut on fire. Nonna grew tired of the lifestyle she was leading and when a freighter happened to arrive on the forest moon, she stowed away. Little did she know that Wirrip had the same idea and hid not far from her.
Nonna now travels with Wirrip, stowing away on ships where they can. While the hunter is in search for stories, Nonna is in search of new experiences, knowledge and spells.
Items:
=- Shaman healing stick
=- Ghost rattler
=- Talisman bag
Attributes:
~ Very weak connection with the Force
~ Small knowledge of Force spells, mostly healing, some destructive (pyrokenisis in particular)
~ Knowledge of herbal remedies
~ Quick to learn
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 6
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 3
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 2
Alignment: 0
RP Sample:
"Ee choya!"
A fiercely wielded stick buzzed through the air and rapped against something solid.
"Thek sta."
Standing up in the back of the small freighter the pair of Ewoks had stowed away on, Nonna stood and hoisted herself onto a plasteel box. It was still dark in the hold but they had just landed so she wasn't expecting the owner to immediately offload his cargo. Her large bright eyes scanned the inside of the cargo area. Luckily it was a ship design that allowed atmosphere into the compartment otherwise she and Wirrip would have frozen to death.
Turning around she looked down and noticed he was still lying on the ground. With a huff she hopped off the box and made her way over to him. Once more she rapped him over the head with her medicine stick and chattered at him in Ewokese. Though she had picked up a few words in Basic, she was nowhere near a complete enough understanding to speak it fluently.
"Eetee treekthin eedada."
A moment later the hatch opened and light poured into the cargo bay. It must have been daylight where they landed. Quickly she hid herself and looked at Wirrip with a forceful expression.
"T'hesh!" she whispered sternly.
((OOC: Ewokese translation is as follows...
"Hey!"
"Here now."
"Long journey over."
"Quiet!"))
Race: Ewok
Age: 11 (Adult Ewok)
Height: 80cm
Weight: 85 LBS
Appearance:
She wears a Blue and white shawl with hood. Nonna has a Rounded face covered in white fur, a red circle around her right eye. Bright ice blue eyes and a pale nose and lips set her apart from the rest of her species. She’s also a bit taller than your average female Ewok. Three fingered hands with bracelets around her wrists. Also wears a talisman around her neck. Stubby legs, though again a bit longer than your average Ewok, leg fur dyed with red patterns that “help” her to cast her spells. Two earrings in each ear, the top one on each ear has a small tooth that dangles from it. Normally seen with her hood up, her ears poking out.
Birth place: Forest Moon of Endor
Occupation: Explorer/Adventurer
Rank: Explorer/Adventurer
Personality:
There are many sides to this young Ewok, but first and foremost she has a natural affinity for getting herself into trouble. Curious almost to an extreme, she often finds herself in a sticky situation. Even so she has a courageous streak and a strong sense of duty to her people, though she has left her world. Nonna is adventurous and while often frightened easy, she will come back to what frightened her to learn of it.
Bio:
Nonna was born into the Red Sun Tribe on the forest moon of Endor. As with most Woklings, she was fawned over by the older villagers. Growing up she was often picked on for being “different” from the other Ewoks. Her fur was white, a stark contrast to the woods around her, and the other Woklings teased her that she would be eaten by a Gorax. Nonna was not about to let the others bully her and she worked hard to become better than all the others in typical Ewok skills.
Word spread around the village of a young Wokling who had set the shaman's hut on fire. Though she was not quite sure of this, Nonna later ventured to the hut of the village shaman to see that it indeed was true. Apparently a young Wokling had wanted to become a sorcerer, but the shaman had denied him. What happened next was a bit of a blur to the shaman though he distinctly remembered the young Wokling trying a spell and failing miserably. It was apparent that this was the cause of the fire and Nonna couldn't help but ask about this curious Wokling. Unfortunately the shaman gave no answer to that, but instead informed her that she was to be his apprentice. Nonna was stunned.
For a couple years Nonna learned the ancient stories of the Ewoks, and learned many spells. It was very hard work having to memorize all the incantations and stories but well worth it in the end. Still rather stunned that she had been chosen as the shaman's successor, Nonna did her best to make him proud. Eventually those that had teased her just a few years before now respected her. It was a strange sensation having those that once picked on her now craving her attention. Nonna soon grew tired of all of it and welcomed the arrival of the Festival of Hoods.
Finally old enough to participate, Nonna earned her hood with a handful of other Woklings and thus they became adults within their community. Nonna spent the next couple of years practicing her healing and her spells, not to mention her story telling. Woklings would be entranced as she told them the ancient stories, and she soon met another that told stories of his adventures. His name was Wirrip, and apparently it was he that had set the sorcerer's hut on fire. Nonna grew tired of the lifestyle she was leading and when a freighter happened to arrive on the forest moon, she stowed away. Little did she know that Wirrip had the same idea and hid not far from her.
Nonna now travels with Wirrip, stowing away on ships where they can. While the hunter is in search for stories, Nonna is in search of new experiences, knowledge and spells.
Items:
=- Shaman healing stick
=- Ghost rattler
=- Talisman bag
Attributes:
~ Very weak connection with the Force
~ Small knowledge of Force spells, mostly healing, some destructive (pyrokenisis in particular)
~ Knowledge of herbal remedies
~ Quick to learn
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 6
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 3
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 2
Alignment: 0
RP Sample:
"Ee choya!"
A fiercely wielded stick buzzed through the air and rapped against something solid.
"Thek sta."
Standing up in the back of the small freighter the pair of Ewoks had stowed away on, Nonna stood and hoisted herself onto a plasteel box. It was still dark in the hold but they had just landed so she wasn't expecting the owner to immediately offload his cargo. Her large bright eyes scanned the inside of the cargo area. Luckily it was a ship design that allowed atmosphere into the compartment otherwise she and Wirrip would have frozen to death.
Turning around she looked down and noticed he was still lying on the ground. With a huff she hopped off the box and made her way over to him. Once more she rapped him over the head with her medicine stick and chattered at him in Ewokese. Though she had picked up a few words in Basic, she was nowhere near a complete enough understanding to speak it fluently.
"Eetee treekthin eedada."
A moment later the hatch opened and light poured into the cargo bay. It must have been daylight where they landed. Quickly she hid herself and looked at Wirrip with a forceful expression.
"T'hesh!" she whispered sternly.
((OOC: Ewokese translation is as follows...
"Hey!"
"Here now."
"Long journey over."
"Quiet!"))
