Lady Gwethana Terra Wrathran

[Lady Gwethana Wrathran]

Gwethana Terra Wrathran

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"Pull me through this endless night."


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[/b] Gwethana Terra Wrathran
AGE: 19
GENDER: female
BIRTHDAY: January 13th
CLASS: Noble
TITLE/RANK:Lady Gwethana of Morsdale
OCCUPATION: Head of Magical Guild in Saragant
ALIGNMENT: Neutral though she has a dark side and leans toward evil.
ALLIGANCE: King of Sanglant
RACE: Sorceress
CANON:[/SIZE] No, original
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but oh, you seem so serious

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[/b] A dark hazle
HAIR: Gwethana’s hair is a dark brown and falls a few inches past her shoulders in thick curls.
WEIGHT:Gwethana weighs about 120 pounds.
HEIGHT: Her height is about 5’4”
PLAY-BY: Kate Beckinsale
GENERAL:Gwethana typically wears fine gowns suitable for a Lady and one of high rank, but she prefers to wear the color emerald. She has a heart-shaped face that is framed by her dark, curly hair. A thin scar four inches long runs down the left side of her face.[/SIZE]
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i should not be telling you

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I'M FLATTERED BY YOUR INTEREST[/font][/center]

[/b] Gwethana is fond of potions, the color green, magic, storms, and has a fascination with magical creatures.
DISLIKES: She does not like dirt (Gwethana likes things nice and neat), being wrong, loud people, water (drinking it is fine though), and loathes poorly written novels.
STRENGTHS: Gwethana is talented with magic/potions, she is very intelligent, and is an excellent tracker. Plus she rarely loses things.
WEAKNESSES:She is physically weak, Gwethana can not handle a sword (for she finds them too heavy), unfortunately she has a terrible temper and she is known to hastily become blinded by rage.
QUIRKS/HABITS:She twists her hair around her finger, chews on her lower lip, and when frustrated tends to roll her eyes at people (whether she means to or not).
FEARS:Gwethana has a crippling phobia of water (The only reason being its looks clear and peaceful but despite its appearance can be deadly. Other than that there really isn’t a reason.), spiders spook her, and she constantly worries about failing.
GOALS:To enhance her magical abilities and not lose (though she does lose but she will never admit it).
PERSONALITY: Gwethana is a complex young woman. Though she mostly remains neutral if there ever came a time to chose she would ultimately side with the king so she is border line evil. She is very independent and prefers to do things herself rarely accepting others help. Never has Gwethana admitted defeat though there have been a number of times where she was defeated; she had too much pride.

Sometimes she comes off as cold and arrogant. Sadly for those around her, Gwethana is easily angered and her wrath is fatal. Often when in a rage she screams senseless orders and stomps around her chambers. She does not like to cry for Gwethana believes crying is a sign of weakness. However despite that philosophy she herself sheds tears when near a lake or pond. [/SIZE]
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you start to hypnotize me

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[/b]Andonna Wrathran, she passed away two years before Gwethana’s nineteenth birthday. She was very sick with a plague.
FATHER: Victor Ignis Wrathran
SIBLINGS: Damien Lance Wrathran, he was killed in battle.
OTHER: No. Gwethana’s mother abandoned her family when Gwethana was a babe. Word was sent later that she had been killed in an accident.
FAMILIAR/PET: A black raven who Gwethana refers to as Branwen.
MOUNT: A white mare named Kaja
PLACE OF BIRTH: Morsdale
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Sanglet
WEAPONRY:Gwethana can not handle a sword at all so magic is her greatest weapon. Though as of late she has been beginning to learn how to use a bow and arrow.
HISTORY:[/SIZE] Gwethana was born into a noble family that has always served the King. Her father is a sorcerer and started training Gwethana at the age of five (though the lessons were extraordinarily simple at that age). Her mother was a human gifted with abnormal beauty which greatly attracter her father. Damien, who was ten years older than Gwethana, was killed in battle when she was five. She barely remembers him and can only recall her father cursing at the heavens upon the news of Damien’s death; he held great stock in his son.

Gwethana serves the king, she always has. There is a scar on the side of her face which she received when a spell went haywire; she was greatly chastised for this by her father. Andonna, her mother, constantly sought out possible suitors for her daughter wanting Gwethana to be the most admired and fashionable girl. Yet the only men she could attract were old yet wealthy widowers. So when Gwethana was sixteen a marriage was arranged to a forty year old man named Jethor.

They were betrothed for a year and married shortly after Andonna’s sudden death. But Gwethana hated the man and was talented in the art of potion making so she created a deadly potion and fed it to her husband a month after their wedding. The poison killed him almost instantly after the toxic substance touched his lips. Rumors circulated that she had murdered him but they were shortly dismissed.
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who am i talking to

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[/b] Breezy
AGE: 16
EXPERIENCE: I’ve been role playing for about six months.
CONTACT: PM me please.
MEMBER TITLE: Nope I’m good thank you.
ANSWER: fluffy hobbit
EXAMPLE:

Raoulina panted heavily as she ascended the stairs her legs aching with each step. It felt as though her lower limbs had become iron and Raoulina found it increasingly difficult to maneuver them. She paused for a brief moment and leaned against the stone wall to catch her breath.

Finally she continued her climb towards the owlery and the sight that greeted her arrival stunned her into silence. Bird poop covered the floor in layers and there were at least one hundred owls in the room, half of which were fluttering aimlessly in the foul air. Her nose wrinkled in disgust; all of the energy it had taken to come to the owlery only to discover it was a literally shitty place made Raoulina feel faint.

But she was terribly homesick and did not have an owl of her own so Raoulina needed to borrow a school’s owl. Turning her head to the side she reached out an arm and squealed as a large bird rested on her outstretched limb. Quickly she tied her letter to its leg, whispered her address to the creature, and watched uneasily as it took off.

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