Post by Tamora on Jul 29, 2013 18:40:25 GMT
Name: Morgana
Age: 40
Gender: Female
Hero or Villain?: Hero
Canon or OC?: OC
Personality: Morgana is very distrustful of humans upon first meeting them, but once she gets to know them and establishes that they don't want to slaughter her for what she is, she is quite the sociable creature, and a loyal friend.
Appearance: Morgana is a Lamia, half woman, half serpent. She is around 8 feet tall, has a long tail with a rattler at the end, and wavy black hair along with black and silvery grey skin. Her eyes are fully black, and she wears an animal skin vest (just pretend it's an animal skin vest in the picture, heh).
Image (if possible):
Brief History: When Morgana hatched, as all Lamia's do, she was taught briefly of her heritage by her mother before she abandoned Morgana and her sisters to fend for themselves; it was the way of their species to do so. Being a female only species, the only way to ensure the species' survival was to breed with males of other species. In her earlier years, Morgana did so without questioning, although she never felt quite right about it. Her two sisters would tease her that she fell out of the nest while she was still an egg, causing her to be different. She has two daughters somewhere in the world as a result of her earlier breeding, but now, as she has matured, she has tried to control this instinct more, despising what she had been taught to do.
Sample Post: Sitting up slowly, and coiling her tail toward her to steady herself, Morgana blinked owlishly and took in her new surroundings with wariness and confusion. "Where is this place?" she mused quietly to herself. She appeared to be in a sort of forest...somewhat like her own forest home...but no, the plants were different, and more frequent...this wasn't right. She felt her heart start to thud in her chest, and her tail rattled uneasily. Had humans captured her? Where were they? Where was she? Trying to contain her panic, Morgana cautiously slithered forward, her powerful tail moving her over the tangled undergrowth with ease. She had to find out what was going on here...
Age: 40
Gender: Female
Hero or Villain?: Hero
Canon or OC?: OC
Personality: Morgana is very distrustful of humans upon first meeting them, but once she gets to know them and establishes that they don't want to slaughter her for what she is, she is quite the sociable creature, and a loyal friend.
Appearance: Morgana is a Lamia, half woman, half serpent. She is around 8 feet tall, has a long tail with a rattler at the end, and wavy black hair along with black and silvery grey skin. Her eyes are fully black, and she wears an animal skin vest (just pretend it's an animal skin vest in the picture, heh).
Image (if possible):
Brief History: When Morgana hatched, as all Lamia's do, she was taught briefly of her heritage by her mother before she abandoned Morgana and her sisters to fend for themselves; it was the way of their species to do so. Being a female only species, the only way to ensure the species' survival was to breed with males of other species. In her earlier years, Morgana did so without questioning, although she never felt quite right about it. Her two sisters would tease her that she fell out of the nest while she was still an egg, causing her to be different. She has two daughters somewhere in the world as a result of her earlier breeding, but now, as she has matured, she has tried to control this instinct more, despising what she had been taught to do.
Sample Post: Sitting up slowly, and coiling her tail toward her to steady herself, Morgana blinked owlishly and took in her new surroundings with wariness and confusion. "Where is this place?" she mused quietly to herself. She appeared to be in a sort of forest...somewhat like her own forest home...but no, the plants were different, and more frequent...this wasn't right. She felt her heart start to thud in her chest, and her tail rattled uneasily. Had humans captured her? Where were they? Where was she? Trying to contain her panic, Morgana cautiously slithered forward, her powerful tail moving her over the tangled undergrowth with ease. She had to find out what was going on here...