Name: Astarte
Race: Arimer (Ayleid to those who have not read the Teresa fic)
Gender: Female
Age: 4,350
Sign: The Mage
Home Country: Silorn
Faction and Rank or Guilds(if none, tell us what they do for a living): Queen of Silorn
Faction Description: She is the hereditary ruler of the ancient city of Silorn.
Class: Queen
Class Description: Combination two-handed sword and destruction magic, with some supportive magic from other schools thrown in, such as open lock and healing spells.
Skills and talents: Blade, Block, Light Armor, Destruction, Alteration, that sort of thing
Physical Appearance:
A PicEyes: Lavender
Build: Royal
Weapons of preference: Silver Claymore
Clothing: For war,
mailed silverlight armor Otherwise her black and silver
courtesan gown Miscellaneous: Not sure what to put here.
Magic abilities or powers: Shock spells, and other miscellaneous magic like open lock and healing spells.
Mental Profile/Personality: For Astarte, the 1st Age was only minutes ago. She is a woman out of time, whose race has vanished into myth, and whose cities have crumbled to dust. Even her own beloved home is now nothing but a few crumbling old stones. Everywhere she goes, she finds that the lesser, brutish races have laid claim upon the countryside, and that alien monsters from beyond are determined to destroy it all. Half the time she is on the verge of tears, the other half ready to explode with fury. She does not hate the humans, she never did, but that does not make them fit to breathe the same air as a Queen of the Arimer people either. Being forced to rub shoulders with them is an affront upon her Queenly dignity. Yet it is a trial she endures with all of her centuries of grace and elegance. She has taken all of her rancor out upon the Daedra. No matter how much has changed, the land is still hers, and she will not allow anyone to lay waste to it.
Biography/Life History: Astarte was the ruler of the city of Silorn. She sided with Alessia and freed her city's human slaves. That is not to say that she loves humans though, or even sees them as equals. Rather that she saw tolerance and peaceful co-existence as the future, not domination. Somehow, she was transported through time and space. I am thinking it might have been part of the
Dragon Break, when linear time became broken. She got caught up in a rift that went back and forth through all of time, and found herself plopped into that tutorial prison cell we all know so well.
This post has been edited by SubRosa: Dec 31 2012, 03:36 AM