Magnhild 'Mag' YlvaniaAge:
High Ranking Officer Sexuality:
Strait... usually. Appearance:
Mag is unusually small for what she does, not standing more than an inch over five foot and lithe frame to match does make her a wicked warrior to fight against in battle. Her arms, legs and stomach are covered in smooth, lean muscles that aid her in everything from general life to warring on the weekends to the bedroom. Her eyes are a stunning blue that most people miss because she usually lurks in the shadows as if hunting for prey. Her hair is long, resting just below her shoulder blades, and the blonde locks are usually kept braided out of her face. Overall she isn't one to 'appear' clean, as she always has mud and dirt on herself or her clothes. There is also a myriad of battle and life scars that adorn her body.Other Images: 1, 2, 3.Gear: Sword, Twin Daggers
that are crisscrossed between her shoulder blades, Family Dagger
which is kept in one of her boots at all times, and last but not least is a small push
that she keep hidden away somewhere on her at all times.Special Talents:
Mag doesn't have any 'special' talents as far as magic goes or any kind of phenomenal power to use to her aid. Instead, she is very extraordinarily skilled with weapons and her body. There isn't a foe that intimidates her, because she's had training and she was trained not to back down from a fight, but also because she is skilled. Even if it is clear that her opponent out-muscles her in size and such, her quick speed and short daggers will/could make fine work against them. Mag is very quick, which helps her in everything she does. Growing up as she did, she had become a good tracker, but her family didn't focus on that and she is slowly loosing touch with that primal side of her.History:
Mag didn't grow up in the city when she was little, but more of transported here when she was older. She was born to two people who lived on their own in the wild and were general nomads who lived off the land and never stayed in one place for very long. When they gave birth to Mag, they didn't want to be tied down. So, for the first seven years of her life she grew up with her parents who taught her how to track in the wild and become close to the animals. During her time with her parents, they followed a pack of wolves as if they were just straggling pups. On multiple occasions her mother, who was rumored to have powers over animals, was caught sitting and petting the wolves. This amazed Mag, but she could never get too close the pack of wolves. When she was seven years old, she found her mother with them again, this time in a cave and Mag decided to go and play with the wolves, too. It was a morbid encounter, resulting in the death of her father (this is an event that only comes to her in dreams, and she doesn't talk about it). Mag's mother couldn't even look at her child and gave her to a family friend, and Mag watched her mother disappear into the night.
Her new family were traveling swords makers and metal forgers, each with a background of fighting. Again, Mag was living in the wild basically, moving from area to area. This new family was adamant on teaching Mag how to survive on her own. Almost as soon as Mag was brought into the family, they were training her how to fight and move on her feet quickly and quietly. The training was relentless, sometimes forcing her to find food for herself for weeks to train her how to kill and survive. Eight years later, of almost non stop training, Mag was fifteen and it was time that she was on her own. Mag had grown tired of the family she never attached to emotionally, it was a hard thing for her new parents to understand so they refused to let her go. Sadly, they had trained their new found daughter too well. A couple days later, in the darkness of the night, just like her mother, she disappeared and never returned. Magnhild has no idea what has happened to her birth mother or her replacement parents, and that is what she will call them if one can ever get her to talk about her past, which is highly unlikely.
Now, fifteen and on her own Mag was quick to realize things were harder than she expected, especially with no way to make her own money. Thankfully, if she had learned anything from the last eight years it was how to remain quiet and unseen, and it had proven to come in handy on multiple occasions. The only things she had were the clothes on her back and the dagger she kept from her father. Two years later, at the edge of sixteen she had found herself in trouble when she was in a bigger city. She had been trying to get money for herself to obtain anything from weapons to clothes, and she went about this the only way she knew how. Pick pocketing and street tricks with her dagger and speed. When the crowd was getting tired of her street shows, she decided wrap up and move on, picking one more pocket wouldn't hurt. Until the guard in the square saw her actions and abruptly called a couple men to help capture her for her misdeeds. This lead to a long week, where the men tried to track her down. When they did, the two men left weren't prepared for her skill and speed when it came to hand to hand combat.
Leaving them bleeding, alive, but bleeding and a couple of new scars herself, she moved on. Mag traveled around for another year, until she was eighteen. Deciding it might be easier if she settled down, going against the norm of all of her caretakers growing up, she traveled a long distance before finding her current city. She was eighteen and performing in the streets wasn't really cutting it as far as she was concerned. Nobody knew where she came from, and when people asked she just told the she grew up there. But, one day a military officer noticed her skills and asked if she wanted a real job and training. It was very clear she had immense training, but they needed more skill in their ranks. Mag quickly agreed and joined as a recruit. Soon, she was flying through the ranks and in six years, at the age of twenty-four she was offered a high ranking position. Quickly taking the position with pride, she officially has found a place where she feels she belongs.
Struggling with her past childhood, she recently left to take time for herself to do some 'looking into' about the whereabouts of her birth mother, figuring she'd start by finding the wolf pack her mother was basically a part of. She's been gone a month, and is now returning to find her city in trouble...Sexual Ons:
Same as player (PM first)Sexual Offs:
Same as player (PM first)Other Notes:
She might have grown up with wolves, but instead of being fond of them and closer to them she almost hates the creatures and considers killing all of them. The only thing holding her back from killing them, is her long lost mother. She went through the excruciating experience of carving this
into the back of her neck to remind her of her mother and the wolves.