Post by Ensui on Aug 2, 2006 22:02:01 GMT -5
Name:
Ensui - Means "Dark Water"
Gender:
Male
Race:
Undine - An entity having water as its element
Corner Preference:
Water
Age:
29
Description:
Ensui's appearance is one of beauty and elegance. Long tarnished gold strands fall wistfully about his well structured face, ending a few inches below his mid back. His skin, pale as the moon, is smooth and untouched by flaw. His eyes are a cool shade of tarnished gold to match his hair, set in perfect proportion to his slender nose and steady lips. His looks are in no way warm, but do not lack allurement.
His structure is attractive in proportion. Swift in movement, characteristics include a tight waist and long legs with a very well, but not too muscular upper body, making him fall just short of the term "thick". However, if it weren't for the sight of his upper body, many would get the impression he were actually female. Hidden by a full body cloak, his weapons of choice are a set of thin throwing knives kept in a dark leather pouch on his upper right leg.
Personality:
Although many have been lured in by his enchanting characteristics, they soon found out his personality lacked the beauty of his appearance. Cold and uncaring, he has always preferred the company of an alike crowd. With little interest in love, he considered woman to be a poison to grow an immunity against, but the nature of men also gave him distaste. Not liking either general attribute of male and female nature, he's put little effort into making friends. Aside from his feelings toward others, he possesses a cool demeanor and deep thought. At times, his silence and lack of action make him an enigma.
Sample Post:
What makes an individual pursue their deepest yearnings when there is no chance of ever grasping what they are after? What makes them think there is chance when no sign of hope appears? Terrible things have happened in the past due to the selfish wants of people in the pursuit of happiness. He would play no part in it; any of it.
These were the thoughts that ran through Ensui's head in the chill of early morning as he slowly made his way over the the lush forest floor. His boots being soiled by remnants of forest life that had chose to follow him after he had stepped away from their original place of origin. Remnants he had no liking for, but made little attempt to brush away. Boots treading still, his irritation stepped to new heights. He made no attempt to look back; he knew the girl from the village he had stayed but a day at was still following him. The same girl that had tried with no prevail to catch and keep his attention the one night he had chose to intermingle with the inhabitants. It had annoyed him and he had left that same night, hoping to delete those memories and that girl from his mind. That was three days ago.
The remaining essence of the girls perfume mixed with the last few days sweat were sour to his delicate nose so early in the day, when his senses were at their best. At first he thought the girl would only follow him to the edge of the forest that would eventually give way to the territory of the water nation, then fearing for her well being, would run back home, but that clearly was not the case. With steps quickening, he could here the exhausted panting of the girl grow fainter among the crunching that took place under his feet, a sound he was happy to soon be rid of. Haste evident in his movement the scent of the woman grew stronger once more. Cringing his nose he was surprised that despite her exhaustion, the woman had also quickened her step in her pursuit. How did it come to this? Why would a total stranger insist on following him when it jeopardized their life? Why would they continue when it was evident the other person wanted no part? It was this kind of selfish human nature that disgusted him and it made him weary. He had had enough.
Stopping, he swiftly turned to face the direction were the woman would soon make her appearance. He let his stare become cold as the shuffling of the woman grew louder to his ears. He would not allow himself to look welcoming in any way to this person whom he had come to despise. He watched as the girl huffily emerged from the forest density, her once elaborate dress dirty and torn, taking a few breaths before making eye contact. Surprise coursed through his thoughts and his blood ran cold as he was met with a look as cold and piercing as his own. Had she come to hate him as well?
"Hey! You forgot to pay your bill, freeloader!"
Eyes set on the girl with a now warmer expression, he could respond with only the words that came to mind.
"Oh snap."
one eye, one horn, flying purple people eater
