Post by Xanathant on Jul 19, 2011 20:37:40 GMT -5
NAME: Dena
GENDER: F
AGE: 24
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: A bit
OTHER CHARACTERS: Kouyou
HOW YOU FOUND US: Seetthhhhhhyyyyyyyy
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Xanathant
“And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience,
”
NICKNAMES: Xan
GROUP: Chimera
AGE: 2,786
BIRTHDAY: May 27
SPECIES: Naga
ORIGIN: Delusion
GENDER: Male
Xan is a 60ft long Naga, with a body scale coloring of black with a purple pattern running from spine to tail tip. His eyes have cat slit pupils and emerald green irises; a purple lining runs beneath each eye. Silky hair is styled in a Mohawk with bangs, black in color with purple stripes. Smooth skin covers toned muscles with a perfect tan and clear complexion.
He can change from a half snake body to human legs without much thought or trouble. When he does change his upper torso and skin tone remain unfazed. His age allows long periods of time like this without discomfort and aids him in better mingling with humans, but his preferred state is with a tail.
He wears mostly golden clothing as a full Naga. A shawl and waist cloth as well as ornate gold jewelry inset with purple gems. In more recent years his encounters with other chimeras has altered his human garb. He has a new found fondness for “camo” and “cargo” leggings, as well as durable boots.
He is an honest and upfront being. He rarely makes threats or promises he doesn’t intend to keep or go through with. He is just and most often than not kind. His curiosity for others and a thirst for knowledge has taken him many places and have ended for the better or for the worse, but for who is up for debate. Violence is not beneath him, as aggression is rather natural for Nagas, and he has no qualms in removing your ego from you. Or other parts of you if he must. He will share a seat beside you and call you his equal, but your deity help if you if you think yourself above him.
Likes: Music, humming, animals that fly, red meat.
They say music can soothe the savage beast and Xan is no exception o this. He enjoys music, from lutes to singing, soft and soothing to fast and hard. When not near the makers of these wonderful sounds he likes to hum his favorites. He often does so alone, with the exception of Varen who seems to rather like it. Xan can do many things, but flying is not one of them. Bird watching is a past time he enjoys, and it more often than not turns into other watching as well. The many winged creatures that live amongst then are an incredible site to him. And a few are even rather edible. Xan has a love for meat and rarely eats avian for his preference is redder meat than what they provide.
Dislikes: Cold, silence, pretentiousness.
Xan greatly dislikes the cold and avoids it at all costs. A common trait amongst his kind, he prefers to stick to the warmer climates and avoids mountain ranges. It makes him tired and sluggish. And he hates the silence. Nothing lives in the cold desolate parts. Nothing friendly at least. Endless amounts of quiet that even his self imposed humming can’t remove, and that irritates him as well. He prefers sound; song, people, the simple sound of life. He also dislikes pretentious individuals. They rub him the wrong way, and more often than not end up with his tearing them down.
Xan is older than many but younger than some. He prefers to roam from place to place, never settling for long. Through his travel he has helped more than a few, both saving lives and teaching. He has wrought destruction were he felt it was needed and built when necessary.
More than once he has been offered gifts, of which he has declined with no use for most trinkets and baubles. But on one occasion he did. He was gifted a young Naga, Varen. Raised to be a slave and a toy the young creature lacked any form of will. To deny this gift from the people who offered would have resulted in the death of the young Naga. So he took the creature with him with intent to teach him free will and let him live his life as he pleased. All of his kindness, teaching, and influence did not result in a self sufficient being. Instead it led to Varen becoming more dependant than ever on him. Being non aggressive Varens largest pitfall was his inability to hunt. Nagas are primarily carnivorous, and the all plant diet he was capable of obtaining himself would not sustain him. He listens to Xan without question and with devotion to him.