KizznethJul 24, 2015Jul 24, 2015 at 11:27 PM
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ESO @name: @Kizzneth_Kizura
Character Name: Kizzneth
Race: Khajiit
Age: 24
Sex: Female
Martial Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Physical Description
Kizzneth is a Khajiit of a bit lighter build. Her fur is snow white and patterned after that of a clouded leopard. She has an average khajiit tail and no scars to speak of adorning her body. Her eyes are green against the pattern of deep red war pain shadowing her eyes. Her hair is swept back and left hanging long with beads and strings running along with it. Normally she is seen wearing heavy armor wielding a sword and shield but she does have a taste for being in her natural fur.
Flairs: Kizzneth is not much of one for flairs beyond her eyeshadow and hair although there seems to be a bit more of a glint in her eye than most.
Background and Personality:
Her personality is mostly dictated by her past. Born a native of Elsweyr, she served dutifully as a guard and rose through the ranks. She was not the captains right hand but as she liked to describe it she was "the captains thumb claw." she served under the 2nd in command of the town and all was well in her life until the dreams started.
She witnessed the events of things far beyond her years as though she were actually participating in them. First, to morrowind where she vanquished a daedra, fell a great temple, and was infected as a werewolf and participated in great hunts as a hound of hircine amidst a snow filled cavernous maze. Then they changed to her going though cyrodil and closing gates of oblivion. And finally to the land of skyrim to battle a world ending dragon. But in her dreams not all was well.
Her time spent as a werewolf gave her a sense of power that could never be mirrored. She even rose to be the leader of the companions as a werewolf. The purest form of her power came from laying siege to entire fortresses and leaving nothing but the wind echoing though their halls. At the end of her adventures in skyrim she dreamed of being hailed as a hero. But not all were content with letting her live out her days as one.
She was taken in the middle of the night in her dreams. Taken far into the wilderness where she was sold and served as a slave. She was forced to do their bidding day after day and her slavers decided it would be a fun idea to get her addicted to skooma. The dreams felt real as she languished away before finally escaping her captors. But the dreams had a lasting effect.
She craved the power she felt as a hound of hircine and in the dark corners of the town she took her first real drinks of skooma. She began to take more and more until she was discovered. A short chase found her outside the city walls and traveling the world to find one that could give her the power she desired. All the while her addiction to skooma dictated her actions. Eventually her wandering and searching found her in the hands of a group that followed Mannimarco. which was her demise. She thought her search was over by virtue of her death. Although it seems her search was only getting a brief respite.
These days she wanders the land still in search of the drink she craves so much but she hides it as much as she can being more cautious than in her younger days but still willing to do anything to get her fix even when she has no coin to spare. (it would not be the first time she sold her armor to buy skooma) She has a strong arm and very protective from her time spent as a guard. She does her best to defend anyone she allies with, and while she is normally quite fun loving and eager to share a good chuckle. Her eyes gleam with something underlying the surface. Perhaps she had found what she was looking for after all. Or perhaps her experiences of being taken by slavers had left something a bit more sinister in her mind.
Character Name: Kizzneth
Race: Khajiit
Age: 24
Sex: Female
Martial Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Physical Description
Kizzneth is a Khajiit of a bit lighter build. Her fur is snow white and patterned after that of a clouded leopard. She has an average khajiit tail and no scars to speak of adorning her body. Her eyes are green against the pattern of deep red war pain shadowing her eyes. Her hair is swept back and left hanging long with beads and strings running along with it. Normally she is seen wearing heavy armor wielding a sword and shield but she does have a taste for being in her natural fur.
Flairs: Kizzneth is not much of one for flairs beyond her eyeshadow and hair although there seems to be a bit more of a glint in her eye than most.
Background and Personality:
Her personality is mostly dictated by her past. Born a native of Elsweyr, she served dutifully as a guard and rose through the ranks. She was not the captains right hand but as she liked to describe it she was "the captains thumb claw." she served under the 2nd in command of the town and all was well in her life until the dreams started.
She witnessed the events of things far beyond her years as though she were actually participating in them. First, to morrowind where she vanquished a daedra, fell a great temple, and was infected as a werewolf and participated in great hunts as a hound of hircine amidst a snow filled cavernous maze. Then they changed to her going though cyrodil and closing gates of oblivion. And finally to the land of skyrim to battle a world ending dragon. But in her dreams not all was well.
Her time spent as a werewolf gave her a sense of power that could never be mirrored. She even rose to be the leader of the companions as a werewolf. The purest form of her power came from laying siege to entire fortresses and leaving nothing but the wind echoing though their halls. At the end of her adventures in skyrim she dreamed of being hailed as a hero. But not all were content with letting her live out her days as one.
She was taken in the middle of the night in her dreams. Taken far into the wilderness where she was sold and served as a slave. She was forced to do their bidding day after day and her slavers decided it would be a fun idea to get her addicted to skooma. The dreams felt real as she languished away before finally escaping her captors. But the dreams had a lasting effect.
She craved the power she felt as a hound of hircine and in the dark corners of the town she took her first real drinks of skooma. She began to take more and more until she was discovered. A short chase found her outside the city walls and traveling the world to find one that could give her the power she desired. All the while her addiction to skooma dictated her actions. Eventually her wandering and searching found her in the hands of a group that followed Mannimarco. which was her demise. She thought her search was over by virtue of her death. Although it seems her search was only getting a brief respite.
These days she wanders the land still in search of the drink she craves so much but she hides it as much as she can being more cautious than in her younger days but still willing to do anything to get her fix even when she has no coin to spare. (it would not be the first time she sold her armor to buy skooma) She has a strong arm and very protective from her time spent as a guard. She does her best to defend anyone she allies with, and while she is normally quite fun loving and eager to share a good chuckle. Her eyes gleam with something underlying the surface. Perhaps she had found what she was looking for after all. Or perhaps her experiences of being taken by slavers had left something a bit more sinister in her mind.
Scavenger360Jul 24, 2015