Post by Imáni Valaş on Jun 14, 2012 1:41:52 GMT -6
-Out of Character:
First Name: Claire
Country: Wales
Age: 23
Role-Playing Experience: 6 years aprox. wow.. i'm practically an RP granny
-Character Profile
Name: Imáni Valaş
Race: Lenneck (faun)
Age: 23
Gender: female
Strengths: Strong, skilled with the sword, practical, independent, good connections.
Weaknesses: Shy, secluded, emotionally repressed, does not trust easily, has yet to master her Lenneck ability to a full extent, extremely claustrophobic.
-Racial Abilities:
Warfare Abilities
ALL RACES
Warfare Ability:
*******
Nature Dominion
LENNECK ONLY
Nature domain:
Her ability has not been fully developed, due mainly to her focus in swordsmanship.
*******
ACCEPTED BY AVANNA, JUNE 2012
First Name: Claire
Country: Wales
Age: 23
Role-Playing Experience: 6 years aprox. wow.. i'm practically an RP granny
Imáni Valaş,
the Lenneck
the Lenneck
»Imáni«
-Character Profile
Name: Imáni Valaş
Race: Lenneck (faun)
Age: 23
Gender: female
Background:
Imáni Valas is the second child and daughter of Urgen Valas and a woman that no one really speaks about. The memory of her mother is very foggy—she can remember bits and pieces but everything else is lost, gone forever. When she was a child, she cried and begged for her mother, all she wanted was her mother. It was natural for a young girl, for a child, but she knows now that she broke her father’s heart. He was mourning his loss and raising two children—girls at that, and she was only making it worse. Urgen tried his hardest to make sure that she grew up normally—he tried to teach her the etiquette of a woman, how to present and carry herself, although sometimes he was a bit lost on the matter. He instead taught her at a young age to wield a sword—it was a way they would bond, and it is where she learned patience and resilience. And she absolutely loved it and still practices daily, finding it fun to spar with men and showing the strength of a woman. The sword has become an extension of herself, has become another part of her. Imáni has always had a close relationship with her father, and their bond is something that is rather profound—something that could never be broken.
Her sister, at a young age, had become the mother hen to her younger sister. They were only two years apart, but that did not seem to bother Jenia. She was always showing her how to act in public, and was always chasing her around to finish her studies—Jenia had always been mature at a young age, while Imáni was a bit more childish and adventurous, wanting nothing to do with social conventions. The two did not have a terrible relationship, but it was sometimes strained. Imáni thought her sister was being bossy and holier than thou, while Jenia chided her sister for her lack of propriety and laziness. Later, she did succumb to her sister’s wishes and the two have had an amiable relationship ever since. And Imáni had developed a love for books and intelligence, knowing that she could not expect her beauty to take her everywhere. It was something her sister had always taught her, especially in their teenage years when they both realized they did not have much to offer any suitors.
Imáni grew up in the north, in the Shissé praerie with the Ardemíe extended family, and she would never want to live anywhere else. They were people that were not boastful, that were not greedy, and they had accepted her rather quickly. Because of her father’s status, she was able to become good friends with the Ardemíe children. She will now admit to clinging to them, since they were her only friends, and she could be seen running around with them, always on their toes. Imáni took special interest in Démien at a young age—the two seemed to click easily, and she almost thought of him like a brother, always there, always watchful over her. Her father would laugh at her, would joke about a budding romance, but the young child would just stick her tongue out and make gagging noises. It wasn’t until her teen years until she felt the first feelings over something more, something that wasn’t sisterly love. And she began to grow scared, and she began to distance herself from Démien, especially when the beginnings of a mature man began to peek through. To this day, she will speak with him, but she finds herself withdrawn and tongue tied, almost cold, while other times she will be completely normal. It is hard to hide her true feelings, but it is not really her place to express her love—not when he is destined to marry a duchess. That would be the more practical and pragmatic strategy, which is what the Ardemíe family is known for. Right now, she is living with them as her father is training young habitants of the praerie. It has become like a second home, although, she is always a bit on edge being under the same roof as Démien.
She is fiercely loyal to the Ardemíes and completely supports the family to rein the Lenneck realm. Imáni is not always invested in politics, but she knows that there is a lot of corruption, and she has heard of the constant betrayal and underhand dealings of the royal families. Imáni does not want a war to break out—that would threaten the father she loves and the family she has called her own, but she knows that it might happen. She only hopes that good will overcome.
Personality:
Imáni’s most redeeming quality is probably her compassion—she was brought up with the airs of a lady, but also knows what it means to suffer, and what it means to have to fight an inner battle, not just one on the outside. She always tries to be understanding, to get to know someone people she passes judgment, although she is not oblivious or naïve. There are just people who may have not been given the best chances, and therefore do not have the best outcome, or it may be a product of wealth and extravagance. Of course, she does realize that some people do not deserve compassion—she can be tough on others, and herself, thinking that some people really should know better. She can hardly stand to see people being ill-treated, especially growing up in the close knit house of the Ardemíes. She does not only respect higher ranking members, but she also has a great deal of respect for people whose status is below her in social construction. She does not believe that status makes a person better or worse—it is that heart that matters. And some may be very rotten to the core. Imáni will often speak her mind about such matters, but she knows when to hold her tongue… sometimes.
She can be very wary of others, especially outsiders—this day and age it is hard to trust people not close to her, but she does try and give them a chance, even if she keeps them at arm’s lengths at first. But, the northern races were always regarded with a sort of distaste, and she cannot help but harbor similar feelings. They all seem to pompous, too dramatic, and nothing at all that seems like a redeeming quality. Imáni might try and extend a hand in friendship, but it will take quite awhile for her to warm up from anyone who she thinks is impeding in her world and her life.
Imáni is a practical person—she does not care for jewels and beautiful dresses. All she needs is to be surrounded by people she cares about; she does not need much to survive. And she does not believe in such material things, it almost seems wrong to her. It might have been from growing up in Snowden, but she has learned to appreciate what she has and to never take more than she needed, to never be greedy.
Being raised by her sister and father was no easy task—she lacked the mother figure she wanted most growing up. She has become one who has had manners drilled into her—they have become second nature, but she also has this toughness about her, a sort of almost masculinity. It is not foreign for some woman to pick up weapons, but it is frowned upon among more delicate and beautiful women—the idea that picking up a sword is a man’s honor and a woman has no place there. Lucky for her, her father was rather confused with having two daughters and no sons, and so he passed down all his knowledge to young Imáni, who coveted those secrets. Even though she likes being a woman, she always loves the feeling of steel in her hands, and being able to harbor such a power that some woman cannot. She knows that it is frowned upon, so she tries to practice in secret, or within the company of those that do not deem her undignified. She rarely mentions it in public, because she is afraid of the social repercussions and she would never wish to tarnish her family name.
With this, she also has become a bit more repressed with her emotions—she does not like to appear weak, especially in the eyes of her father and the Ardemíes. She always tries to be grounded in both mind and emotions, although she is not cold. Sometimes she will ignore her own emotions in favor of other people-she can speak up in some situations, but when it comes to how she feels, she sometimes clams up.
Growing up with the Ardemíes has instilled an immense feeling of loyalty and family. Imáni is fiercely protective of those that she holds dear—she sometimes calls her father her “one true love” and would do anything to make him happy. Her older sister has become a sort of nagging mother figure, and Imáni would willingly sacrifice her happiness and her life for her only sibling—Imáni believes that her sister needs to move and find herself a husband, because Imáni herself is mature and can handle herself. Her family means the world to her—without it, she would surely crumble under the weight of the world. Imáni also cares a great deal for the Ardemíe children, having practically grown up with them. They have become her makeshift siblings and she will always be there to lend a helping hand, a shoulder to cry on, or a listening ear. She tries to act like a good role model for the younger Ardemíe children, although sometimes she might lead them astray with her opinions.
When it comes to love and romance, Imáni is completely lost and shuts down automatically. She has no idea what it is like to flirt or to be in any sort of attachment, so she tends to become very shy and withdrawn. She does not like to admit her feelings for Démien, her oldest and dearest friend—she is not sure what it means or how to react around him anymore. And the brief pangs of jealously annoy her, because she is not supposed to feel such things for her best friend, for someone she had known since she could barely walk. She is beautiful, but deep down she does not know if she is woman enough for anyone, especially someone like Démien. So, she pushes down her feelings and tries not to dwell on them, although it would break her heart to learn that he was betrothed to another.
Imáni tries to be a lady at all times, but a lot of the times she can forget her own place, especially when she is passionate about something or not very concentrated. Her mind can wander or she can be lost in her own thoughts, and she can miss the social graces she is supposed to bestow on someone. She can sometimes seem a bit wild in nature—she doesn’t always know which fork is which, or when she should curtsy, and sometimes mixes up the noble titles. She can be clumsy at times too, tripping over her own feet, especially when it comes to having to dress up—she is not used to fancy dress and she absolutely hates it more than anything.
Another thing that she has struggled with is her temper—she is usually a passionate girl, but she has her limits and can be pushed too far. When that happens, she can say things that she shouldn’t, scathing things, and will speak out of turn, which tends to make people think that she is childish and needs to learn how to control herself. She absolutely hates when people tell her how she should feel, and that can sometimes cause her to explode. It is not a common occurrence, but it is also not rare. She does not like to lose and argument, especially when she is passionate about it, so she will fight tooth and nail to defend her position—it is this competitiveness in her.
Imáni has many fears in life—she fears that her brave father will be slain, taken away from her. Or that he might have to go to war, and her and her sister will be parentless, having no way to support themselves. She fears that her sister will never marry and will end up alone and miserable—Imáni would ultimately blame herself because of her sister’s constant attention on her and nothing else. Deep down, she fears that she will never be loved by a man, that her marriage will be one of convenience. So is the way of society, but she secretly believes in the idea of marrying for love first and rank second. She fears that Démien will slip through her feelings, and she will take her secret to the grave, the weight of her secret pressing on her heart. Imáni is deathly claustrophobic—she hates feeling like she can’t breathe, like the walls are shutting in around her.
Imáni Valas is the second child and daughter of Urgen Valas and a woman that no one really speaks about. The memory of her mother is very foggy—she can remember bits and pieces but everything else is lost, gone forever. When she was a child, she cried and begged for her mother, all she wanted was her mother. It was natural for a young girl, for a child, but she knows now that she broke her father’s heart. He was mourning his loss and raising two children—girls at that, and she was only making it worse. Urgen tried his hardest to make sure that she grew up normally—he tried to teach her the etiquette of a woman, how to present and carry herself, although sometimes he was a bit lost on the matter. He instead taught her at a young age to wield a sword—it was a way they would bond, and it is where she learned patience and resilience. And she absolutely loved it and still practices daily, finding it fun to spar with men and showing the strength of a woman. The sword has become an extension of herself, has become another part of her. Imáni has always had a close relationship with her father, and their bond is something that is rather profound—something that could never be broken.
Her sister, at a young age, had become the mother hen to her younger sister. They were only two years apart, but that did not seem to bother Jenia. She was always showing her how to act in public, and was always chasing her around to finish her studies—Jenia had always been mature at a young age, while Imáni was a bit more childish and adventurous, wanting nothing to do with social conventions. The two did not have a terrible relationship, but it was sometimes strained. Imáni thought her sister was being bossy and holier than thou, while Jenia chided her sister for her lack of propriety and laziness. Later, she did succumb to her sister’s wishes and the two have had an amiable relationship ever since. And Imáni had developed a love for books and intelligence, knowing that she could not expect her beauty to take her everywhere. It was something her sister had always taught her, especially in their teenage years when they both realized they did not have much to offer any suitors.
Imáni grew up in the north, in the Shissé praerie with the Ardemíe extended family, and she would never want to live anywhere else. They were people that were not boastful, that were not greedy, and they had accepted her rather quickly. Because of her father’s status, she was able to become good friends with the Ardemíe children. She will now admit to clinging to them, since they were her only friends, and she could be seen running around with them, always on their toes. Imáni took special interest in Démien at a young age—the two seemed to click easily, and she almost thought of him like a brother, always there, always watchful over her. Her father would laugh at her, would joke about a budding romance, but the young child would just stick her tongue out and make gagging noises. It wasn’t until her teen years until she felt the first feelings over something more, something that wasn’t sisterly love. And she began to grow scared, and she began to distance herself from Démien, especially when the beginnings of a mature man began to peek through. To this day, she will speak with him, but she finds herself withdrawn and tongue tied, almost cold, while other times she will be completely normal. It is hard to hide her true feelings, but it is not really her place to express her love—not when he is destined to marry a duchess. That would be the more practical and pragmatic strategy, which is what the Ardemíe family is known for. Right now, she is living with them as her father is training young habitants of the praerie. It has become like a second home, although, she is always a bit on edge being under the same roof as Démien.
She is fiercely loyal to the Ardemíes and completely supports the family to rein the Lenneck realm. Imáni is not always invested in politics, but she knows that there is a lot of corruption, and she has heard of the constant betrayal and underhand dealings of the royal families. Imáni does not want a war to break out—that would threaten the father she loves and the family she has called her own, but she knows that it might happen. She only hopes that good will overcome.
Personality:
Imáni’s most redeeming quality is probably her compassion—she was brought up with the airs of a lady, but also knows what it means to suffer, and what it means to have to fight an inner battle, not just one on the outside. She always tries to be understanding, to get to know someone people she passes judgment, although she is not oblivious or naïve. There are just people who may have not been given the best chances, and therefore do not have the best outcome, or it may be a product of wealth and extravagance. Of course, she does realize that some people do not deserve compassion—she can be tough on others, and herself, thinking that some people really should know better. She can hardly stand to see people being ill-treated, especially growing up in the close knit house of the Ardemíes. She does not only respect higher ranking members, but she also has a great deal of respect for people whose status is below her in social construction. She does not believe that status makes a person better or worse—it is that heart that matters. And some may be very rotten to the core. Imáni will often speak her mind about such matters, but she knows when to hold her tongue… sometimes.
She can be very wary of others, especially outsiders—this day and age it is hard to trust people not close to her, but she does try and give them a chance, even if she keeps them at arm’s lengths at first. But, the northern races were always regarded with a sort of distaste, and she cannot help but harbor similar feelings. They all seem to pompous, too dramatic, and nothing at all that seems like a redeeming quality. Imáni might try and extend a hand in friendship, but it will take quite awhile for her to warm up from anyone who she thinks is impeding in her world and her life.
Imáni is a practical person—she does not care for jewels and beautiful dresses. All she needs is to be surrounded by people she cares about; she does not need much to survive. And she does not believe in such material things, it almost seems wrong to her. It might have been from growing up in Snowden, but she has learned to appreciate what she has and to never take more than she needed, to never be greedy.
Being raised by her sister and father was no easy task—she lacked the mother figure she wanted most growing up. She has become one who has had manners drilled into her—they have become second nature, but she also has this toughness about her, a sort of almost masculinity. It is not foreign for some woman to pick up weapons, but it is frowned upon among more delicate and beautiful women—the idea that picking up a sword is a man’s honor and a woman has no place there. Lucky for her, her father was rather confused with having two daughters and no sons, and so he passed down all his knowledge to young Imáni, who coveted those secrets. Even though she likes being a woman, she always loves the feeling of steel in her hands, and being able to harbor such a power that some woman cannot. She knows that it is frowned upon, so she tries to practice in secret, or within the company of those that do not deem her undignified. She rarely mentions it in public, because she is afraid of the social repercussions and she would never wish to tarnish her family name.
With this, she also has become a bit more repressed with her emotions—she does not like to appear weak, especially in the eyes of her father and the Ardemíes. She always tries to be grounded in both mind and emotions, although she is not cold. Sometimes she will ignore her own emotions in favor of other people-she can speak up in some situations, but when it comes to how she feels, she sometimes clams up.
Growing up with the Ardemíes has instilled an immense feeling of loyalty and family. Imáni is fiercely protective of those that she holds dear—she sometimes calls her father her “one true love” and would do anything to make him happy. Her older sister has become a sort of nagging mother figure, and Imáni would willingly sacrifice her happiness and her life for her only sibling—Imáni believes that her sister needs to move and find herself a husband, because Imáni herself is mature and can handle herself. Her family means the world to her—without it, she would surely crumble under the weight of the world. Imáni also cares a great deal for the Ardemíe children, having practically grown up with them. They have become her makeshift siblings and she will always be there to lend a helping hand, a shoulder to cry on, or a listening ear. She tries to act like a good role model for the younger Ardemíe children, although sometimes she might lead them astray with her opinions.
When it comes to love and romance, Imáni is completely lost and shuts down automatically. She has no idea what it is like to flirt or to be in any sort of attachment, so she tends to become very shy and withdrawn. She does not like to admit her feelings for Démien, her oldest and dearest friend—she is not sure what it means or how to react around him anymore. And the brief pangs of jealously annoy her, because she is not supposed to feel such things for her best friend, for someone she had known since she could barely walk. She is beautiful, but deep down she does not know if she is woman enough for anyone, especially someone like Démien. So, she pushes down her feelings and tries not to dwell on them, although it would break her heart to learn that he was betrothed to another.
Imáni tries to be a lady at all times, but a lot of the times she can forget her own place, especially when she is passionate about something or not very concentrated. Her mind can wander or she can be lost in her own thoughts, and she can miss the social graces she is supposed to bestow on someone. She can sometimes seem a bit wild in nature—she doesn’t always know which fork is which, or when she should curtsy, and sometimes mixes up the noble titles. She can be clumsy at times too, tripping over her own feet, especially when it comes to having to dress up—she is not used to fancy dress and she absolutely hates it more than anything.
Another thing that she has struggled with is her temper—she is usually a passionate girl, but she has her limits and can be pushed too far. When that happens, she can say things that she shouldn’t, scathing things, and will speak out of turn, which tends to make people think that she is childish and needs to learn how to control herself. She absolutely hates when people tell her how she should feel, and that can sometimes cause her to explode. It is not a common occurrence, but it is also not rare. She does not like to lose and argument, especially when she is passionate about it, so she will fight tooth and nail to defend her position—it is this competitiveness in her.
Imáni has many fears in life—she fears that her brave father will be slain, taken away from her. Or that he might have to go to war, and her and her sister will be parentless, having no way to support themselves. She fears that her sister will never marry and will end up alone and miserable—Imáni would ultimately blame herself because of her sister’s constant attention on her and nothing else. Deep down, she fears that she will never be loved by a man, that her marriage will be one of convenience. So is the way of society, but she secretly believes in the idea of marrying for love first and rank second. She fears that Démien will slip through her feelings, and she will take her secret to the grave, the weight of her secret pressing on her heart. Imáni is deathly claustrophobic—she hates feeling like she can’t breathe, like the walls are shutting in around her.
Strengths: Strong, skilled with the sword, practical, independent, good connections.
Weaknesses: Shy, secluded, emotionally repressed, does not trust easily, has yet to master her Lenneck ability to a full extent, extremely claustrophobic.
-Racial Abilities:
Warfare Abilities
ALL RACES
Warfare Ability:
- Swordswoman
*******
Nature Dominion
LENNECK ONLY
Nature domain:
- Controlling water, rain, rivers, lakes, oceans, etc.
Her ability has not been fully developed, due mainly to her focus in swordsmanship.
*******
ACCEPTED BY AVANNA, JUNE 2012
