Naitra

[Rogue]

Character Information

[/u][/center]

Name » Naitra

Alias » Ma’am

Gender » Female

Age » 5

Height » 16.2hh

Appearance » Naitra is well-muscled for a mare, but not enough to cause problems with others. Her hide is a pure white with a silver or dirty gray sheen to it, depending on the light source she so happens to be nearest. Farther towards her hindquarters is a sharp geometric sign of a dull blue-gray hue. Her mane and tail is the color of dirty silver. She can become quite camoflauged in light of the full moon. And set daintily into Naitra’s fine skull are a pair of hard, unforgiving, onyx jewels that usually cause unease for others when looked at for too long.

Personality » Naitra is quiet natured, a mare of few words. Referred to often as a “quiet case”, she will interact plenty without saying a full sentence aloud, and usually is ignored. The harlot likes to observe things and enjoys dissecting the inner workings of the mind. Many see here as a social outcast, but really she wants to be the quiet philosopher. She is not a fighter at all, and hates to be pushed into violence or drastic action. Only when, she sees it unavoidable will she resort to affliction, misery, or pain to change a situation. Naitra is fiercely loyal and will defend wherever they lie when needed. She is very opinionated, but doesn’t speak her mind unless asked, or she feels the time is right. Naitra is a very avid learner though, and if her interest is caught enough, she could scare a herd away with a river of questions.

History » Born into a family with traits of minimal violence, her line never did anything either catastrophic or phenomenal. Her ancestors were a very complacent race as she is to this day. She and her parents were mostly ignored when with others. Her dam was a pure white albino with the same geometric sign on her hindquarters. No one really knows as to what the sign means, nor its originality, for the tale was lost with the generations before. Her sire was an outcast and so fit in with her line well enough. He was a strong stallion of a dappled sooty-grey, fit for anything and ready to stand up for his family. Naitra inherited her loyalty and strong beliefs from him, as well as her build and silver hue. Her closed-mouth and peaceful antics, and the rest came from her maternal family line. She was born and raised in a canyon that is parted by the remnants of a strong flowing river, now reduced to a shimmering stream. She, her mother, and father eventually joined a herd with an adjoined valley as she became older, and the three lived there shunned with indifference because of their strange ways ever since. Until she decided to wonder off, and found her way to the lands of Memor Lux to see if all the world were the same as the small herd she knew. Or maybe she came to finally discover who she really is through an adventure. Only time can tell.

Player Information

[/u][/center]

Name » Rogue

Age » 17

Ways to Contact »
Skype: Hopeful Rogue
Yahoo: [e-mail]
AIM: [e-mail]


Additional Info » Umm… We’ll learn when we talk, kay?

[Ranjit]

.Accepted.