Name:Diana Chase
Country Affiliation:Reim
Race:Human
Tier:D
Specialization: Dominance
Age + Birthdate: 15 + 1/1
Gender:♀
Sexuality: Hetero
- Personality:
Personality: Diana is a very fluid and adaptable person by nature. She has the smarts in every sense of the word; street, book, social and more. The brunette will always be open to anyone, whether they be as open-hearted as family or as antisocial as a murderous psycho, either it be drinking with a group of people at a pub or hunting down baby doe for their fur without a word.
Even if she may be open to anyone, the backburner of her mind is always very goal-oriented and there fore strategic and methodical. The type of thoughts that run on her mind are details, punctuality and consequences. Diana's eyes are more observant than not. Even if she's recounting a story of a prior family get together, or the humorous pitfalls of training birds, she'll notice your body language, your eyes focus, your expression to her words and even small tics and habits you may have.
As she observes people, she's also accounting for time. Time spent, time required to complete her next goal, amount of effort to skin the prey and to return to the village with the goods, how much her next expedition will cost financially and in respect to time.
Sub-sequentially, in order to spare time or money, she tries to estimate if breaking the rules is worth the time or money to her. She doesn't care much for rules and regulations, but she has to take them into consideration because sometimes breaking them may cost more than its worth, and sometimes it's better to find a clever solution.
Likes:Birds. Diana has grown with respect for them and she's involved in breeding and raising them.
Money. She was quick to realize the correlation between money and having things to eat.
Time. Her parents always taught her to value time.
Dislikes:Disrespect. She takes disrespect as an personal attack.
Missing. Missing in every sense of the word, but especially the literal.
Malfunction. She panics about mechanical things (such as crossbows, clocks and pulleys) not working to the point of OCD.
- Aspiration:
Aspiration:Diana has been raised to be a falconeer, and the people that had seen her father work, whether it would be to hunt a wild beast, or to save a village from villagers or even to get a secure food supply. The people who hired her father always treated him like a hero. Now what she wants more than anything is to make money while taking care of other people just as her father had before her.
- Phobia:
Fear:As a child, she was naturally fearful of insects, with their awkward joints, skittering about, small sizes and their preferences to the cold dampness. However, at a young age, a moth had flown at her in the middle of the night but as she moved, it became lodged into her ear. The feeling sent chills down her spine, and she could hear and feel the moth trying to escape, combined with the pain and fear, she passed out. In her unconscious state her mother plucked the moth and set it free. But during her momentary coma, she had a nightmare of flying bugs.
Rukh Alignment:Black
Special Traits:Her hair is windswept even in the absence of wind. When she is on a job, her eyes become hawk-like in appearance only.
Face-Claim:Quinn - League of Legends
Hair Color:Brunette
Eye Color:Brown
Height:160cm
Weight:50kg
- Appearance:
Appearance:Diana is brunette with brown eyes and always dresses up her dark hair in different styles. Even if she may be brunette she is known to use dyes to accentuate her look.
Diana's figure and attire is exactly to her tastes. Her body is completely athletic, any place where she is not slim is because she has ample muscle. All her curves are full, from her hips and thighs up to her bosom. The rest of her body shape is extremely dense but not insanely defined. Her attire compliments her figure. Her typical attire is skin tight elastics and then followed by whatever she would like. Typically over her body tights, she'll wear a leather chest piece, a falconer forearm perch guard, greaves and a satchel.
- History:
History:Daughter of Zeus and Letona, her father was a Falconeer and her mother was a Marksman. These disciplines were ingrained into her from a young age. Her father had spent a lot of time raising her using some practices that he used to raising falcons as well as a little common sense, which raised her with many great values, which lead her to being a great child with many great values. Then she was trained to be a Falconeer, which included Animal Husbandry, Imprinting, Training and other techniques. She had initially been trained with an essentially domesticated hawk that was trained by her father. Diana eventually manged got to breed her own (With help from her father). She learned how to train it from age 12. However, her mothers profession was that of an archer. She was taught very well, and had a great understanding of survival skills and the techniques involved in marksmanship, however, Diana had no skill with the bow, her hands always trembled when she had to aim.
As a group, they formed as a hunting duo, and would do anything that their skills would allow. When Diana was finally old enough, Letona had finally decided to return to work, but at this time with a crossbow. However, on her first mission back the crossbow had a misfire and the bolt ricocheted back into her neck, killing her in one shot while she was still at the young age of 8. She became severely frightened by the contraption, stunting her path into Marksmanship.
Growing up, she had received tutoring as a deal her father struck when a scholar had asked to study his birds personally, as to make further advances in the name of science, leading to a fantastic education. Her father would take her everyone in and out of Reim. She knew the in and outs of her home country, a local who loved to view the Colosseum but also she knew more than the average adult about the lands beyond her area. Even from the young age of ten after grieving for her mother, she was more like a young adult than a child.
[spoiler="Role-play Sample"]
Role-Play Sample:Diana's hair was flicking against her as she rode into the air, standing a top of her phoenix with her unique hawk-shaped crossbow in hand. She closed an eyes as she took aim and fired a volley from her handgun crossbow. From her standing position, she knelt down on the phoenix's back as she took a steadier shot with a special bolt. The bolt flew through the air and exploded before it hits its target causing a larger area of damage to the beast. The embers of the phoenix's body flames warmed her through the altitudes, now her eyes focused on survey the damage.
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