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Moxie
Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eyes..
Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eyes..
Appearance
Imperfections are Beauty. Madness is Genius. Silly is better than being.
Imperfections are Beauty. Madness is Genius. Silly is better than being.
Full Name: Z'Mox Vlis
Race: Konti
Gender: Female
Height: 5'2''
Weight: 90ilbs
Age: 22~~ Summer/23/492AV
Profession: Fortune Teller
Housing: Syliras/Apartment
Likes: Swimming, Wild Flowers, Sunset, Romantics, Animals
Dislikes: Crowds, Confrontation, Dark, Spiders, Thunder
Merits: Peaceful, Kind, Big Heart, Soft
Flaws: Socially Lacking, Shy, Too Nice, Not Physically Strong.
Fluent: Kontinese
Basic: Common
Goals
1: Become a Veterinarian
2: Become physically stronger
3: Learn Magic
Race: Konti
Gender: Female
Height: 5'2''
Weight: 90ilbs
Age: 22~~ Summer/23/492AV
Profession: Fortune Teller
Housing: Syliras/Apartment
Likes: Swimming, Wild Flowers, Sunset, Romantics, Animals
Dislikes: Crowds, Confrontation, Dark, Spiders, Thunder
Merits: Peaceful, Kind, Big Heart, Soft
Flaws: Socially Lacking, Shy, Too Nice, Not Physically Strong.
Fluent: Kontinese
Basic: Common
Goals
1: Become a Veterinarian
2: Become physically stronger
3: Learn Magic
Timeless beauty graces the Konti's countenance, keeping a youthful look about her. Many see her as delicate, with her soft yet graceful features, being relatively short at 5'2'' and weighing a dainty amount of 90 Pounds. Though she is not dainty, the Konti has immense strength inside her heart, and although she shies away from confrontation she is a fierce warrior inside her soul, whether or not the Konti realizes this herself yet or not.
Moxie's alabaster hair cascades down her back in a thick silken curtain to her waist, with luscious curls at the ends. Her large violet eyes, a stark contrast to her pale skin and hair, has small almost not visible flecks of pale blue, and is framed with long thick eyelashes. The Kontis laugh is the type that makes other's smile, a sweet and silken laugh like that of a lullaby. Her voice sings a soft tune, not commanding or fierce, but silken murmur that can woo a fierce warrio. Moxie's features is like that of a dream, barely believable especially to those who have never met a Konti before.
The Konti's satin ivory skin is adorned with beautiful iridescent scales, like all Konti, that intertwine in a delicate design, resembling shimmering tattoos. The scales swirl in a soft dance up the sides of her hips to her rib cage, to the back of her upper shoulder blades, small patches of scales can be found on her ankles going down to the top of her feet, as well as the underside of her wrist to her thumb and first finger. They are also a pale white, merging with her skin tone, but shimmers in various pastel colors in the sunlight, primarily ranging from blues, to purples, to pinks. The Konti's elegant gills are softly placed behind her ears, giving her the ability to breath underwater. Her webbed fingers and toes are well manicured and elegant in appearance, though strong and durable while swimming.
Racial Abilities
*Can breath under water.
Moxie's alabaster hair cascades down her back in a thick silken curtain to her waist, with luscious curls at the ends. Her large violet eyes, a stark contrast to her pale skin and hair, has small almost not visible flecks of pale blue, and is framed with long thick eyelashes. The Kontis laugh is the type that makes other's smile, a sweet and silken laugh like that of a lullaby. Her voice sings a soft tune, not commanding or fierce, but silken murmur that can woo a fierce warrio. Moxie's features is like that of a dream, barely believable especially to those who have never met a Konti before.
The Konti's satin ivory skin is adorned with beautiful iridescent scales, like all Konti, that intertwine in a delicate design, resembling shimmering tattoos. The scales swirl in a soft dance up the sides of her hips to her rib cage, to the back of her upper shoulder blades, small patches of scales can be found on her ankles going down to the top of her feet, as well as the underside of her wrist to her thumb and first finger. They are also a pale white, merging with her skin tone, but shimmers in various pastel colors in the sunlight, primarily ranging from blues, to purples, to pinks. The Konti's elegant gills are softly placed behind her ears, giving her the ability to breath underwater. Her webbed fingers and toes are well manicured and elegant in appearance, though strong and durable while swimming.
Racial Abilities
*Can breath under water.
KONTI GIFT
ON HOLD
Awaiting approval.
Awaiting approval.
GNOSIS
Moxie's mark shimmers with a light pink color, and looks more like that of a tattoo then an intricate mark. The single bloom is located on Moxie's right rib cage near the center.
1 Gnosis Mark from Avalis
Had mark since birth
Marked followers of Avalis bear the first bloom of the Seer’s Lily and can delve into the Chavena at will seeking individual chavi and reading the past. Their sight at this level is rough. It can be unpredictable and hit-or-miss, but if they can indeed find the chavi they are looking for and read of its past, they have no problems coming up with answers to questions that might be presented to them. At this level, individuals cannot read the present or the future. There is also very little danger of mental illness or the seers becoming lost in the Chavena.
1 Gnosis Mark from Avalis
Had mark since birth
Marked followers of Avalis bear the first bloom of the Seer’s Lily and can delve into the Chavena at will seeking individual chavi and reading the past. Their sight at this level is rough. It can be unpredictable and hit-or-miss, but if they can indeed find the chavi they are looking for and read of its past, they have no problems coming up with answers to questions that might be presented to them. At this level, individuals cannot read the present or the future. There is also very little danger of mental illness or the seers becoming lost in the Chavena.
Personality
Preserver Like a Bird in the Wind.
Preserver Like a Bird in the Wind.
The Konti gives off a quiet and rather shy demeanor, although she is fearless in her own way. Passionately loyal to those she cares about, especially her family. Never starting a conversation with strangers, but speaking when spoken to. She shirks away from confrontation as the heavy emotions will harm her delicate psyche. Though she is not afraid to fight if the need were to arise to do so. The Konti may seem shy at first, but once she becomes comfortable with someone her demeanor changes with the comfort, and becomes more talkative with that person. Her birth name is Z'Mox Vlis, but she keeps to a simple name like Moxie or Mo when she is not in her homeland, to blend better with the city that she is in. She does not reveal her last name to just anyone, usually keeping it to herself and only using it in Mura.
Due to the way her past was, she was cautious of men, though she did give them the benefit of the doubt. She tried to put the past behind her and look at them as if they were the kind man who saved her from the cold one. Moxie treated everyone the same, though the touch of a man was something that made her panic almost. Her delicate emotions were still suffering from the trauma of being used in such a way, her trust level of men was not at the same level as with women.
With that being said she still looks at the world through naive eyes, full of soft kindness not easily found in such a harsh world. Like most Konti she is peaceful and kind, her heart big and full. Moxie is the type to help anyone out and hates to see other's suffer, she has a fondness for animals and hopes to one day heal them and humans alike
History
Existing is not living..
Existing is not living..
Moxie was born on the Konti Isle to her Mother, she did not know her father, but that was just the way of their people. Even with out her father, she had a home full of love and understanding that she never once regretted. At times the thought crossed her mind of who her father was, but she never pressed this issue nor let it consume her mind. Many Konti went their whole life with out knowing their father and was perfectly content, though some left the Isle in search of them.
Moxie stayed on the Isle with her Mother, Grandmother, and Younger Sister. She noticed her sister drifting away from her, as she was the type to need answer to the question of who her father was. Moxie tried to console her to the best of her abilities, but the girl was slightly depressed over the fact that she did not know who he was, and Mother refused to speak of such matters. It broke her heart to have her sister pull away from her, they were like best friends, always there for one another, telling each other their secrets, it was a bond that only sisters could have. Though when she started to pull away, all those things began to fade with it, leaving Moxie feeling lonely at the lost.
As it were, a merchant came to the Konti Isle one day, selling his wares from Syliras. Moxie saw this as a opportunity, to seek out something new and different, to replace the loneliness she felt greatly inside her as each day passed. Her Mother and Grandmother was for the idea, if not wary for her to be traveling alone. They supported her though, with love, pride, and respect for her decision to traverse across the ocean, and travel the lands in search of something to fill the emptiness inside of her. Her sister however only showed anger and resentment, leaving with a anger inside her, with out saying bye to Moxie. This broke her heart further but for once she had to do something for herself, not that she was being selfish, just was tired and the feeling inside her being so empty made her crave something..more.
She sailed the ocean with ther Merchant to Sylira, from there she hitched a ride on a caravan heading to Syliras. The journey was long, tedious, and the man tried to teach her about the wilderness they traveled through, though Moxie only half paid attention. The Caravan made a stop one day and she switched to a different one, this man did not hold the kind eyes the other man had. In fact his were cold and calculating, scanning over her body in an awkward fashion. It made her feel unsafe and strange inside, hearing the warnings of her Mother at the dangers of the land, she was frightened.
Her assumptions of the man was correct in that he was a cold and cruel man, as he forced himself upon Moxie one night. The pain swelled inside her chest, as the man took what was not given to him, her delicate psyche on the edge of breaking as his rough hands left bruises and marks on her pale skin. Tears rushed down from her purple eyes, as she felt him take her womanhood. She tried to stay strong, hoping not to break from the emotional trauma, and when he finished her tossed her to the side, used, beaten, and in immense pain. Not only physical but emotional as well. When the man slept, she took her Suvai out form her belongings that her mother gave her for protection, silently brought the Suvai down for a killing blow, but the man woke and lashed out with a knife that cut her delicate porcelain skin. This only brought the rage and need to fight for her life that much stronger, as she jabbed her Suvai in the man's throat, watching in delight as the life left his eyes, she was shocked that it pleased her but it did.
The man however did cut her on her left side, right about her hip. It was a nasty cut, deep, and bleeding all over. She gasped as she pressed her hands against the cut, falling to the ground in a heap of pain. Blood poured out casually, her emotions in a delicate state, as she thought it was the end. Though the man from earlier came up right before she passed out. The kind man with the bright eyes healed her, she watched as he mended her wound, telling her it would leave a scar as he was not proficient in healing. She nodded even if his hands on her made her feel frightened, she knew that the touch of a man would frighten her for awhile, due to the trauma she had experienced. The kind man took her to the City Syliras and she bid him farewell, as she started her new life not as she at all planned to do so.
Moxie stayed on the Isle with her Mother, Grandmother, and Younger Sister. She noticed her sister drifting away from her, as she was the type to need answer to the question of who her father was. Moxie tried to console her to the best of her abilities, but the girl was slightly depressed over the fact that she did not know who he was, and Mother refused to speak of such matters. It broke her heart to have her sister pull away from her, they were like best friends, always there for one another, telling each other their secrets, it was a bond that only sisters could have. Though when she started to pull away, all those things began to fade with it, leaving Moxie feeling lonely at the lost.
As it were, a merchant came to the Konti Isle one day, selling his wares from Syliras. Moxie saw this as a opportunity, to seek out something new and different, to replace the loneliness she felt greatly inside her as each day passed. Her Mother and Grandmother was for the idea, if not wary for her to be traveling alone. They supported her though, with love, pride, and respect for her decision to traverse across the ocean, and travel the lands in search of something to fill the emptiness inside of her. Her sister however only showed anger and resentment, leaving with a anger inside her, with out saying bye to Moxie. This broke her heart further but for once she had to do something for herself, not that she was being selfish, just was tired and the feeling inside her being so empty made her crave something..more.
She sailed the ocean with ther Merchant to Sylira, from there she hitched a ride on a caravan heading to Syliras. The journey was long, tedious, and the man tried to teach her about the wilderness they traveled through, though Moxie only half paid attention. The Caravan made a stop one day and she switched to a different one, this man did not hold the kind eyes the other man had. In fact his were cold and calculating, scanning over her body in an awkward fashion. It made her feel unsafe and strange inside, hearing the warnings of her Mother at the dangers of the land, she was frightened.
Her assumptions of the man was correct in that he was a cold and cruel man, as he forced himself upon Moxie one night. The pain swelled inside her chest, as the man took what was not given to him, her delicate psyche on the edge of breaking as his rough hands left bruises and marks on her pale skin. Tears rushed down from her purple eyes, as she felt him take her womanhood. She tried to stay strong, hoping not to break from the emotional trauma, and when he finished her tossed her to the side, used, beaten, and in immense pain. Not only physical but emotional as well. When the man slept, she took her Suvai out form her belongings that her mother gave her for protection, silently brought the Suvai down for a killing blow, but the man woke and lashed out with a knife that cut her delicate porcelain skin. This only brought the rage and need to fight for her life that much stronger, as she jabbed her Suvai in the man's throat, watching in delight as the life left his eyes, she was shocked that it pleased her but it did.
The man however did cut her on her left side, right about her hip. It was a nasty cut, deep, and bleeding all over. She gasped as she pressed her hands against the cut, falling to the ground in a heap of pain. Blood poured out casually, her emotions in a delicate state, as she thought it was the end. Though the man from earlier came up right before she passed out. The kind man with the bright eyes healed her, she watched as he mended her wound, telling her it would leave a scar as he was not proficient in healing. She nodded even if his hands on her made her feel frightened, she knew that the touch of a man would frighten her for awhile, due to the trauma she had experienced. The kind man took her to the City Syliras and she bid him farewell, as she started her new life not as she at all planned to do so.