Post by Nayeli on Feb 5, 2011 22:39:32 GMT -5
I was given the nameSenka Floros
Born on a Spring MorningOne Hundred and Twenty Seven Years Ago
To the Elven City of Osilon as aElven Woman
Trained to be aBow Master, but Secret Fashion Maker
Allied with the mightyElves
I once heard from my Mother I was Amazingly Beautiful...But, unlike my twin brother, Njord, I love the idea, because I know I am the most beautiful thing in my family and the need for fashion is something I live for. I love to dress up, in fact, I try and my Njord dress up as well, but it does not seem to work in my cruel favor. I know he hates the idea, so I enjoy messing with him and causing him mental harm, it is rather fun… Like that night I had a… Oh, you can wait to hear that later, I think right now you would rather hear about what I look like, correct. Oh, I can’t wait to tell you, but beware, there is a reason my family calls me unique and very… Outspoken.
Well, like most of my family, I was born with those beautiful black locks that were nice and long, however, I gained a bit of a wave in mine, however, I was not one to be normal, so with years of magic, I changed the color to dark brown, since I prefer that better. I normally keep it long, but not so long to make it look ragged or bad. I don’t like it put up in a pony-tail, in fact, I down right hate the idea of braids or ponytails, but I do like making my hair look really nice, so normally you will find it done up in some weird fashion, with things that sparkle and shine. I like that about myself and it never looks completely neat, in fact, it can look messy too and I like it just as much. My eyes, well, they are a bright green, not that emerald color, but almost like a sea foam green, which looks amazing, if I do say so myself. I always have eye shadow on and paint around my eyes to make them stand out. Unlike my brother who made his a light brown, I at least have some form of fashion. My lips cause some mean to go crazy with need, as well as much more of my body. I keep a deep red on them most the time, making them stand out and look very moist and wanted. My ears are a bit longer then my brothers and hold a slightly sharper point, which I like so no problems there. In the lobe, I have my ears pierced to allow me to wear beautiful jewelry to match the ones that I wear on my neck. My Nose is a bit pointed, unlike my brother’s slightly rounder nose.
Okay, now on to the rest of my body, which I am sure you will enjoy the most since it gets to the places most men want the most. My brother hates dressing up, but I enforce him to with me, at least more then those nasty common tunics. Anyway, on to my body. I have slightly round, delicate shoulders that curve gracefully downward. I do not hold sharp shoulders like my brother, mind hold muscle, but I look very fragile to some. My arms are average for my build, slim and very small, but the unknown muscle is there to pull back the string of a bow. My skin, like many elves, are pale, with little sun light to touch it. I have seen those elves that look burnt by the sun, it is a terrible fate. My skin, is flawless, no marks scar it or show, except of course, for one thing. Let us travel down my smooth, tone back to the lowest of my back, were my waist begins. There in the middle is a Oval shaped tattoo, with what looks like vines stretching to the sides. In the oval, vines over whelm it and a “F” sits in the middle, marking me as a Floros Family Member. Now, lets continue around to my stomach, which is flat and holds a pierced belly button ring. My chest is very… Delectable for the eyes of men, as is my waist and lower.
Now, lets go on to the rest of my body, which I am sure you are dying to hear about. My hips curve sweetly with my body, moving carefully and forming perfectly for the eyes of men. My butt area, well, let just say it is tone and nice on the eyes. My legs are very firm and tone from my training and my feet are very delicate looking for anyone. They are well taken care of and I never wear close toe footwear, since my toes, like my finger nails, are always painted. Now, I think I look pretty good without clothes on, don’t you? But I am sure you want me to tell you of my normal taste of clothing, do you not? Of course you do. Well, quit your salivating and listen up.
I hate dark colored clothing, and normally wear brighter, yet easy on the eyes colors, such as blues, pinks, orange, yellows, red, and whites of course. I love things with gems in them, which allows me to store energy so I always have some on hand when I go anywhere. Now, around my neck, is a necklace I wear all the time, which is a dark emerald, smooth oval with the family seal in the middle of it. Since my neck and collar bone area is always showing skin, I leave it there to catch the eye of some man who wants to met me. My dresses are normally strapless and curve with my body, showing off those tone areas and giving men a eye pleasure. I always allow my back to be shown as well, the seal to show on my back for anyone to see. I always make sure my weapons are with me as well, at least, two daggers that hold a gem in the middle of the pommel with the family crest and also a Bow with the same thing in the bend of the bow. I don’t take my bow with me to parties, but when ever I travel, it is with me.
So, tell me… Are you happy with my appearance? I hope so, because I think I look very eye appealing.
My Grandfather said I was very unique in many ways…And of course, that is a given. The only girl in this family to ever be born? I am far from unique, I am different and perfect, in my opinion. He was a smart man and he always seemed to know what to say to me, however, my brother never really understood him, of course, guys never understand anything except for woman and sex. I know, it sounds like I am always wanting to insult my older brother, but it is not meant to harm him in anyway, I enjoy messing with his mind and playing tricks on him. I am the first and only girl in this family line, so I have a right to brag and be happy with it, though my brother hates it when I do, I can’t help it. I love him so much NOT to bother or annoy him. I also, never get in trouble, maybe is it because I am perfect? Hehe, I don’t know, in my opinion, I am perfect, maybe not to my brother’s eyes, but I know I am. However, I will say I am a bit different then my family in one way… Though, I am perfect, beautiful, and beyond sexy… I also like those large, beautiful, amazing dragons and those sexy dragon riders. Oh, the thought just makes me so… Excited!
Well, some would call me a normal elf in a way, always happy and carefree, but I am far from those stuck up arrogant things! I am different! I am always ready for anything, wanting to move and not only that, pretent death does not came and sickness is a mental state of mind. It seems to work well for me, but my brother, well, he is much more realistic, while I am much more… Fantasty like if you wish to call me. Some would also call me cruel, though I don’t believe such a thing, but then again… I guess I could be a bit sadistic and cruel, but I don’t know, maybe that is a… Opinion and not a fact. I enjoy annoying people, it is one of my main reasons for staying around my brother. Now, on to my most favorite person in thee world… My mother, who I love dearly. She and I have the same fashion sense I guess you could call it and I love that about her. I would never upset her, I love her far to much. She always said I was her princess, that I was beautiful and said I would be the best thing for the elven race. Now, she of course did not know… That I was slightly into those beautiful riders, like my brother knew about, but that was because he was connected in a way far from others.
Now, on to things I don’t really like… I hate it when my brother looks at women, mostly because he can never find one pretty enough for him. He just needs to give up and allow me to get him into fashion and stuff. He likes to take things old fashion, where as I, well… Lets just say I have had to block my mind from his own during the evenings before. I can’t wait to actually find someone I don’t get bored with and that would have to be a dragon rider. My brother, he is not boring, but I am so use to bothering him now, it is becoming more common thing then my fun. I can’t wait to settle down with someone in this beautiful villa I have in Ilirea.
Now, as you can tell, I love my family, very loyal to them and very quick to be at their side. I am not as out going with it as my brother, who will literally put himself into harms way, but I will be sure to help them as best I can. My mother, amazingly awesome with fashion is beyond my favorite person. My brother, though very realistic and sometimes slightly boring with his hatred for the dragons and such. My father because of his strong force that seems to penetrate all who come around. It is rather funny and cool! I guess I am just a hyper child in need of more fashion to come my way. Now, if only I could get a hold of one of those dragons riders and make love to one of those lovely beings.
Now, unlike my brother, I am not a ass, but just a fashion crazy, beautiful young lady who knows more about fashion then war and battle.
Born of a old family, always forced to be like them…Well, I can’t say I was forced like my brother into the family ways, but he will enjoy telling you some about the family past, how our family line goes past the dragon and elf war and all that lovely stuff. How the man was killed by a dragon and how everyone was taught to hate and stuff. Well, I am tired of the story, it becomes rather boring, though I have been sworn to pass it on to my family when that time comes, it may be a while. My family came from one place and ended up in Osilon, of all places. So yea, the story was passed on and blah-blah-blah.
Unlike my lovely twin, I was not born on the Spring Evening, but instead, Spring Morning, so as you can tell, my mother had a bit of trouble during the labor and all that good stuff. I came second and my family was shocked to know I was a girl. Number one, I was the first twin in the family line, first sibling in the family line… Second! I was a woman and that brought out a thrill within’ itself and I was treated very special. I was spoiled if you want to put it vaguely, but I knew some work, though… Hehe, very little. My brother and I were connected at a very early age, in fact, we knew each others thoughts and could probably say each other sentences if we really wanted to, but he never cared much for that, he let me do all the talking. He thinks the connections is annoying, which is why he stays in Osilon, but I can still feel his emotions and stuff, maybe not hear his thoughts, but know how he is feeling if the emotion is strong, such as hatred towards the dragons, pain, and stuff like that. My mother always protect us, never allowing us out of her sight for a moment and my dad told us the family stories from very young. I remember my father telling me to hate the dragon and all that stuff, but I could not find it in me to do that, I remember nagging Njord that we should be different, but he brushed my thoughts away.
For many years, we ran the city of Osilon, we were the biggest family line in the city, the only one stretching back to the Dragon Wars that people could actually prove on paper, so we were the propular people. I was always asked to come to parties and such, but no night was most remembers as the night before our journey to Ilirea. I remember being with the children and then my brother pulling at me with his mind to follow him. I did not want to go, but he forced me to join our parents and grandparents. We went into this hut, where we got out family seal. Mine went on my lower back, with vines that out stretched from beyond the seal and looked pretty and my brother’s was on his right shoulder blade. It hurt some, but soon the pain was over and we had the tattoos there, the family seal. My father also brought out to me a beautiful bow that he had had made by the best and in the bend was a emerald, which held thousands of years of stored energy. I also gained two daggers from my mother and then my grandparents brought out a beautiful necklace that I wear to this day.
We returned to the other children and the next morning headed to Ilirea, though, it did take a few days, but as we were getting closer to the beautiful city… A huge, dark green dragon flew over us and landed ahead. We all went to greet the large dragon, though my brother mental was stand offish showed his dislike of all the dragons, I saw the man who rode. His black hair was long, braided from his face and his emerald eyes were beyond amazing. My jaw dropped as he welcomed up and I could barely believe what I was seeing before me. The dragon traveled with us, but my brother did not allow me from his sites and soon, we were taken to a villa in the middle of the city… Our home for the next fifty years or so. I remember running into the home and jumping onto the large couch that had been made for us, the pillows were large and I fell in love with the house. I told my brother this was my place once this was over and he seemed fine with it.
I could not believe the city was so massive, we took lessons nearly everyday and had a day or tow off, depending on how things went. My brother, he was a over achiever, wanted to show his family he could do great, me… Well, I took things slow, but still got things done. He was becoming great with the sword, where I became great with the bow and also… A wonder with fashion. I knew how to make anyone look good, even those good for nothing humans. I remember using my connection with Njord to tease him, showing him woman cloth less so he would have to block his own mind from my own, but it barely mattered. He hates to the tease, but I live to do that.
When we went home, the battle between human and elves started, the lose of many and I was like my mother, not wanting to see my father go to war with anyone and soon saw my brother dressing. Once they left, a small group of elves made a small military group and we became knowns as Death Arrows. I remember one was named Tasia, but she has been long gone since then, in fact, I have not seen her. My father was killed on those battle fields, my mother… She died years later of sorrow… I was left by myself and I hated it. My brother, he did not seem to care, but his hatred for the riders persisted, saying constantly they should have helped, they were traitors. I grew tired of it and went to my home in Ilirea and stayed there. I loved my home in Ilirea and I began to make dresses and such, however, keeping my mastery of the bow as my main priority. I make many of the clothing for the rich people and make sure fashion shows are held at my place, in hopes a rider will come forth to see my work.
After the humans became part of the pact, I journeyed back to my home forest due to the word of war coming to the city.
