Cyan
A tall, copper-headed woman, Cyan has light skin, striking features and an easy
smile. Her deep, multihued eyes are friendly, and she holds herself with
relaxed grace. Normally Cyan wears a loose, bright blue silk blouse, with the
top button undone; black leggings, high leather boots, and a red silk sash
around her waist for a belt complete the assemblage. Small gloves are tucked in
her sash, and Cyan carries a long blade on her back - a heavy weapon, its strap slashing across her chest, its strange, alien hilt jutting up past her hair. A pack hangs from one shoulder, from the other, by the shape, is the case for
a harp.
Cyan has aged a little; now her features are a touch sharper, a touch more mature. Perhaps a year or two. Her eyes have returned to their original state - the irises are everchanging, through all the hues of gemstones, her mood depending.
Much of the time, a small dragon-like creature, about the size of a large cat, not counting tail, is lying on her shoulders. The creature's scales are iridescent, reminiscent of Cyan's eyes at their most colourful; their shades shimmer and dance, caught somewhere between deep purple and a brilliant green, with a sheen of gold. When awake, the drake's eyes glitter and burn rioutously.
That, however, is a rare condition. It sleeps. Continuously.
As the Warrior in Jet and Gold, Cyan stands just over six feet in height (with helmet), encased in a heavy suit of night-black armor with golden ornamentation and a demonic face with snakes for hair enamelled on the breastplate. Her helm is full-faced, without any sigils or designs, and only slits for eyes.
A deep, black cape covers the Warrior's back and on occasion a sword hilt - that of a hand-and-a-half blade - juts from behind her shoulder. The hilt is alien, strange. It appears functional, made for creatures with two hands and ten fingers, but is certainly not of human make. There is an oddness to the design that speaks of a different mind rather than simply a different culture. A strap, held in place by a ring and a hook on the armor, holds the weapon in place.
Much of the time the sword is not present.
Her bard look.
...anime...
...the Warrior in Jet and Gold
Ron's Masterpiece... :)
smile. Her deep, multihued eyes are friendly, and she holds herself with
relaxed grace. Normally Cyan wears a loose, bright blue silk blouse, with the
top button undone; black leggings, high leather boots, and a red silk sash
around her waist for a belt complete the assemblage. Small gloves are tucked in
her sash, and Cyan carries a long blade on her back - a heavy weapon, its strap slashing across her chest, its strange, alien hilt jutting up past her hair. A pack hangs from one shoulder, from the other, by the shape, is the case for
a harp.
Cyan has aged a little; now her features are a touch sharper, a touch more mature. Perhaps a year or two. Her eyes have returned to their original state - the irises are everchanging, through all the hues of gemstones, her mood depending.
Much of the time, a small dragon-like creature, about the size of a large cat, not counting tail, is lying on her shoulders. The creature's scales are iridescent, reminiscent of Cyan's eyes at their most colourful; their shades shimmer and dance, caught somewhere between deep purple and a brilliant green, with a sheen of gold. When awake, the drake's eyes glitter and burn rioutously.
That, however, is a rare condition. It sleeps. Continuously.
As the Warrior in Jet and Gold, Cyan stands just over six feet in height (with helmet), encased in a heavy suit of night-black armor with golden ornamentation and a demonic face with snakes for hair enamelled on the breastplate. Her helm is full-faced, without any sigils or designs, and only slits for eyes.
A deep, black cape covers the Warrior's back and on occasion a sword hilt - that of a hand-and-a-half blade - juts from behind her shoulder. The hilt is alien, strange. It appears functional, made for creatures with two hands and ten fingers, but is certainly not of human make. There is an oddness to the design that speaks of a different mind rather than simply a different culture. A strap, held in place by a ring and a hook on the armor, holds the weapon in place.
Much of the time the sword is not present.
Her bard look.
...anime...
...the Warrior in Jet and Gold
Ron's Masterpiece... :)