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| Hina_Nani
Posts: 64 Status: Knight Karma: +25 [+1] [-1]   |
Subject: Biography of Hina Nani | |||||
| History of Hina Nani Race: Pure Blood Vampire Age: 19 years forever Appearance: Long flowing white hair which I normally keep braided. Build: I am slim in build, muscular Height: 5'8" tall. Skin Color: Alabaster (Translucent White Eye Color: Golden. Some people may consider me beautiful. Abilities: Morph into a large white Timber wolf. Height 36" from Paw to Shoulder, Body length 6', Weight 120 lbs. Color: Totally snow white except with dark tipped hair forming criss crossing lines on my back, Father: Gher Mother: Lionz Profile: I was born Hina Nani, White Beauty would be considered the translation on my mothers choice of names. My birth place was the city of Westland. My parents enjoyed variety so were always on the move, thus the world became my class room and I quickly learned at a very early age how to use my femininity to get my way. Being the youngest daughter I was always very close to my parents and was constantly under foot. A hug and a kiss could always get me out of trouble and no matter how mad they got I could always bring a smile to their faces. I think the worse time was when my father found me with his favorite sword and I was trying decapitate my older brother Skalana who had annoyed me. It was at this time he thought it might be a good idea to teach his Princess in the art of sword play and not killing a family member. Being slim and agile, all types of combat came easy to me (making my Father and Mother most nervous) as to where their Princess might end up! With my families travels with other knights and assorted personages I was exposed to all forms of combat and experiences and would quietly slip away to watch the knight and assorted friends practice their skills while my father thought I was busy with my scholarly studies. (A sharp dagger and quick fingers are a girl's best friends.) With a coy smile and a big hug everyone would quietly show me their most secret moves and tricks of their trades. As I matured I found that my beauty was a tool that could be used in fulfilling all of my desires, it was when my family was staying in a large city that I can across a handsome lad named Serefin. He was handsome and agile and we would chase each other over the cities roof tops while my family believed me tucked safely in my bed. It was through Serefin that I learned of another lifestyle and was introduced to a very secret group of procurers. (In some circles they might be referred to as thieves but that is such a vulgar term). Being the only female in the group everyone was more than eager to display their skills and spent as much time as possible at my side helping me to hone my abilities. It was on one of these forays that my Mother came to check on me as there had been a disturbance in the street and discovered my empty bed. Noting my dagger and black leathers missing she was worried more about who I was with rather than what could happen to me. As I slipped in through the window in the early hours of the morn I was started when from out of the shadows a sharp voice demanded to know my whereabouts. For the first time in my life my Mother’s anger could not be calmed with my manipulations and I felt the strength of her paw on my posterior. With tears flowing I confessed my nightly travels as she sat patiently and listened to the details. To my surprise she took me in her arms, comforted me and I learned of how much she loved me and how badly my deception had hurt her. After what seemed forever she mentioned that she thought it best that we kept our secret from my Father and the rest of the family. (Though I always suspected my brother knew what was going on, he never said a thing.) A few days later my Father and Mother informed me that they had made a decision that my formal education was finished and that in the morning I could begin my life experiencing the world. With tears I thanked them for this gift and it had been decided I could begin in morning. The next morning we hugged and I promised I would keep in touch and we would never be apart as we had that special bond between Mother and daughter. With my nightly escapades I had been able to accumulate a sizable collection of funds and with them safely tucked into my backpack, my dagger strapped to my thigh and my short sword on my belt I quietly left for the last time. In the still of the night I would occasionally watch my family from the roof tops as they dined and got on with their lives wondering if I had made the right decision. Occasionally my mother would find a scroll on her pillow when she awoke and would know I was safe. As with all in our profession staying in one place to long can be an unhealthy situation so Serefin and I moved on, we lived well and never wanted for anything. I am told my beauty grew with age and I became even more adept at using it to my advantage. It was on one such adventure with a very rich older gentleman that I heard that my family had returned to Westland. Upon returning to our suite I discovered large blood stains on the beautiful carpets leading to our bedroom. Laying in the center of the bed was Serefin; the once white satin sheets now a crimson red. The site of so much blood caused my knees to weaken and an incredible feeling of hunger came over me as I quickly ran to the bed lifting him into my arms. How he had lived this long only the Gods can answer but with his last dying breaths he told me of his love for me and his regret we would not grow old together. He made me promise to return to my family. Through tears of loss I agreed to his demand and listened to his last breath. So I left him as I had found him with a hasty exit through a window and out onto the rooftops. The journey home was uneventful as money can smooth over the roughest journey and who would suspect a rich lovely young lady of any type of misconduct. The upcoming reunion was one of unknown consequences so I had sent a message ahead to my Sister Joa letting her know of my plans to return to the family. As with the best laid plans they may never go as expected as was the case in my return. Upon arriving in the city I checked into a very nice Inn and was making myself comfortable when a very loud knock at the door disturbed my nap. Quickly grabbing a dagger and concealing it in the folds of my dress I answered the door. As I gazed at the apparition standing in my doorway I dropped my dagger and threw my arms around the neck of the woman I had spent my entire life loving. How she had known where or when didn’t matter only she was here to welcome me home and that I would never leave again. As to how my Mother had known of my return is a whole other story and in time I may take quill in hand and write of it. |
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