Post by evelette on Sept 14, 2012 23:02:53 GMT -5
The Basics
Name: Mahniya
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Olympian Parent: Persephone
What does looks have to do with it
Height: 5'6
Weight: 110
Hair color: White
Eye color: Grey
How do you like me now
Personality: Mahniya is the quiet but deadly type. She loves to paint and she has a vast knowledge of medicinal herbs and plants, on the outside she seems like the quiet, shy creature that does nothing more than attempt to blend in with the wallpaper, and for the most part, they would be right. Beneath all of that, however, Mahniya has a sharp and cunning mind, she has a knack for analyzing and predicting outcomes of all types of situations. What she lacks in physical and brute strength she makes up for with clever wit and analytical tactics. She knows how to manipulate people and she isn't above using it in a stressful situation.
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So whats your Story
Mahniya grew up in an orphanage in the fine city of Paris, France. She had been found, quite literally in a box on the front steps. For the low budget income, her supervisors were incredibly kind. They were helpful, believed in giving all of the children as good of an education as they could and raising them to the best of their ability. At an early age Mahniya started in as a trouble maker and spending more time with the supervisors, became more of a staff favorite than friends with those her own age. She was distant towards the other children and more open towards the elders.
She studied hard, got decent marks and had an affinity for the arts. She covered the orphanage walls in brilliant art strokes. Forests with every animal known to man, beaches with people, and so much more. They encouraged her and soon her art took precedent over everything else. It was her sixteenth birthday before she discovered her... talent. She had been painting one of the nurserys, a pink pastel color and was in the process of adding a peaceful park scene to one of the walls and the blue paint was just out of her reach. Vines, gently crawled in through the window, wrapped around the jar and brought the paint to her. Stunned she focused and tried to manipulate the plant once more and fairly soon she had an entire orchestra of vines curling and uncurling, painting the mural for her.
She took up her second fascination with medicinal herbs. She poured herself into her studies and abandoned all other schooling. She knows what plants heal frostbite, which plants soothe a burn, which are poisonous, she can cure infections, or stop bleeding all with the use of plants. This has been the core of her studies for the fast five years and she was well on her way to becoming an Arborist when she was told who her real mother was...
Face claim: Miss Mosh
