Post by Nicci on Oct 10, 2010 17:06:44 GMT -5
About You:
Your Name: Rose
Your Age:
How long have you been Roleplaying? 2 years or so
How did you find us? I'm Kahlan and Rose
Did you read the rules? Ruben Ribnick
About Your Character:
Character's Name: Nicci
Classification (eg., wizard, Seeker, Confessor, etc.): Sister of the Dark
Powers/Abilities: Additive and Subtractive magic
Weapon of Choice: Magic
Strengths (what are they good at?)
- Magic
- Healing
- Manipulating people to get what she wants
Weaknesses (what aren't they good at? What do they fear?)
- The Keeper's wrath
- Getting locked in a Rada-Han
- People discovering her weaknesses
- Her failures
Appearance:
Picture (please post no larger than 500 x 500.):
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Green
Skin Tone: Fair
Clothing: Red Sister of the Dark dress and veil
Height: 5' 9"
Body Type: Slim, not very strong physically
Personality (at least four sentences): Nicci has many sides to her. Nicci is very selfish, with an insatiable lust for power. She is a loyal and determined person who will see any task through to the end. But no matter how cruel and heartless she appears to be, Nicci does have an emotional side that is rarely seen. Nicci has a habit of humming and sing to herself when nobody else is around. It's usually hymns to the Creator that she has re-written to reflect her new devotion to the Keeper.
History (at least four sentences): Nicci was born in a small village in D'Hara to a powerful sorceresses. Her mother died shortly after giving birth to her, but not before she transferred her Han to Nicci. Her mother's Han, combined with her own that she was born with, made her extremely powerful. She was so powerful, in fact, that her father had no idea what to do with her. He was afraid of Nicci and what she could do with her magic, but he was more afraid of loosing her to the headaches that came from not knowing how to use her powers.
When she was about six years old, a band of Sisters of the Light came by their town. Her father asked them to come and see if they could heal Nicci. They agreed. When they got there, they discovered her magic powers and offered to take her to the Palace of the Prophets. Her father quickly agreed, and she was taken to the Palace to learn how to use her magic.
For the next several years, Nicci lived and trained in the Palace, which quickly became her home. She discovered a love of music there, and quickly learned the many hymns to the Creator. She loved serving the Creator, but she loved her growing power even more. She loved the feel of the magic flowing through her and quickly became addicted to it.
Several years after Nicci had arrived at the Palace, the Prelate asked for a volunteer to go out into the world and go comfort those in prison with the Creator's light. Nicci happily volunteered. She would go and sing hymns with the prisoners and pray with them. One day, one of the men who she was visiting asked to pray with her alone. She told the guard that it would be all right for them to be alone, and the guard left them alone. The man then raped Nicci. Angry and hurt, she returned to the Palace. She told the Prelate what had happened, admitting that she wanted to kill the man. The Prelate taught her that this was a chance to show the light of the Creator and forgive him. She returned to the prison to tell the man that she forgave him, only to be attacked again.
That night Nicci received a dream from the Keeper. It was of her killing the man who raped her. In the dream she felt powerful and strong. When she woke up, she knew the dream had been from the Keeper. She broke into the prison that held the man and slit his throat with her Dacra. She had never felt more powerful in her life. From then on, she served the Keeper of the Underworld.
Nobody noticed the change that had happened in Nicci's heart, nobody except for one. Sister Odette, secretly a Sister of the Dark, noticed Nicci's different attitude when Nicci came back. Over the next several years, she became friends with Nicci and together they served the Keeper for many more years. They worked together to turn more Sisters of the Light into Sisters of the Dark. They gathered many followers. So many, in fact that the Prelate was starting to grow suspicious. So very slowly and methodically Nicci and Odette killed off their followers and stole their Han. When only Odette and Nicci were left and celebrating their new-found power, Nicci killed Odette and stole her Han and the Han of all the Sisters of the Dark that Odette had stolen. Altogether, Nicci had absorbed the Han of twelve Sisters of the Dark.
With the death of Odette, Nicci assumed the role as leader of the Sisters of the Dark. She converted more followers. They lay low for several more years. Nicci, through careful planning and manipulation, became close to the Prelate and appeared to be a faithful and devoted follower of the Creator, but said her nightly prayers to the Keeper.
One night, the Keeper told Nicci that the Seeker, who was prophesied to give the Stone of Tears to the Keeper and that she must do whatever is necessary to get him back on his quest. She did just that, taking Richard's Han in the process, adding to her immense powers. She was then captured by the Prelate using a Rada'Han and tortured into revealing the names of the other Sisters of the Dark. It was too late, though. They had fled the Palace to safety.
The Sisters of the Dark prayed to the Keeper to help them rescue Nicci. The Keeper sent a spider to magically break the Rada'Han. Nicci escaped, only to be killed at the Valley of Perdition by a blast of Wizard's Fire from Zeddicus Zul Zorander. She was later resurrected into the body of another Sister of the Dark who sacrificed herself to the Keeper. Nicci still faithfully serves the Keeper and has made it her goal to capture and kill Kahlan Amnell to help the Keeper fulfill his plans to end all life.
RP Sample (at least four sentences, but must be as the character you're applying for): Nicci brushed a lock of blond hair behind her ear with her new, slim fingers. She wasn't used to this body yet, and she wasn't positive that she ever would be. She had light skin, blond hair and a slim body- traits of a full-blood D'Haran. She was used to her Midlander body- dark hair and skin, round hips and full lips. She didn't like it at all. It was not that she was vain or ungrateful for Sister Portia's body, but she wanted her own body back. She longed for the strong limbs of her body, not these skinny twigs that passed for arms and legs. Nicci sometimes wished that she was still dead, serving the Keeper in the Underworld. But then again- she could serve better here, in the land of the living.
Nicci shook her head, clearing her mind of such petty thoughts. Now was not the time to reflect on such issues. She dipped her hands into the water of the lake, shattering the reflection of her face in the water as she washed the dirt from the road off of her hands. The feeling of the cool water felt good on her hot skin. The summer sun was relentless on her fair skin. This skin burned easily. She could feel her shoulders blistering under the relentless summer sun above her head. Perhaps she could spare a few minutes.
Nicci sat down on the edge of the lake and pulled off her boots and stockings. Her feet hurt. It was no wonder. There were several blisters forming on her ankles and heels. These feet weren't as adapted to walking for so long as her old feet were. There wasn't any physical stegenth in this body. She would have to build it up with time so she could travel farther with fewer rests. Nicci knew, however that eventually, these blisters would turn into callouses and would no longer hurt her. But until then, the cold water on her feet and legs would have to suffice.
Nicci stood up, leaving her veil on the bank with her boots. Gathering up her skirts in one hand, Nicci walked slowly into the Lake. The water swirled around her ankles, then higher to her calves, then her knees. She stopped only when the water reached her mid-thighs. The water felt wonderful on her sore legs and feet. She wished she had time to rest and to bathe her entire body, but time was a luxury she didn't have. She needed to focus on the task at hand.
Nicci trailed the fingertips of her free hand in the water, reciting a spell that Odette had taught her. Magic shimmered on the water, turning it a strange green color. Cupping the water in her hand, she brought the magic water up to her lips to drink. The water filled her belly like food would. Three more times she dipped her hand into the water and drank before she was full. She wouldn't be able to live off of the substance for much longer, but it would suffice for now. She would have to stop at the next tavern to rest and eat.
Nicci released the spell on the water, letting the magic flow back into her Han. But before she could utter the next incantation, the sound of a twig snapping stopped her. She spun around, slowed by the water, to look and see who it may be. "Who are you?," she demanded, "What do you want?" A spell of protection was on the tip of her tongue, her magic right under her fingertips, waiting for any form of attack from the stranger.
