About

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The writer behind the Character?
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-Hello, this is ATTN, I came across the name quite by accident, no it doesn't mean attention, but some people call me attnOR which you can image its chat speak meanings. I am an incredibly privet person, and so that is why I have
-I am not interested in using Gaia as a dating service it may have been one a LONG TIME AGO, and I remember it then, but it isn't now.
- People often ask me why Atlantia is so cold a character, I don't really know, she seems to have a mind of her own. I am an artist (I write, sculpt, and draw) and so sometimes when I create I know less about the characters then you do. I assume that some psychology major would say that I am reflecting my own aspirations, desires, and needs into an alter Ego of an internet RPG character.... but I don't really know. I've allowed her to gain her own sort of thought pattern and in writing her I have to stop and think... now... what would Atlantia do?

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Intro to Atlantia
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Who is the poor soul who dared to wake me, the poor soul who fell a crossed my tomb? He who has done so must have seen such horrors. To see my life pass before his eyes. That poor man who ever he may be. That soul who placed but even one foot into my tomb of dreams has awaken me. He may not know it is him who let the souls of his feet tread upon sacred ground. I'm waiting now. Only for him to speak my name. Only for him to speak the words scrolled a crossed my tomb, my tomb of dreams:

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RPC DISCIPTION
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Name- Atlantia T.T. Necros
Born- The second moon after the solstice festival.
Age- Unknown, but estimated at around 40,000 years, her waking life should be roughly around only 10,000 in comparison. Confined to her “tomb of sorts” she sleeps.
Hair- Altantia has long dark hair that reaches down to the backs of her legs.
Eyes- Normally an intensely brilliant blue color, but they seem to change with her mood or emotions.
Face- When she was very young she was taught that her life was meant only to duty so she leaned to hide all emotions. Her face is young and womanly but it will not betray anything unless she wishes it.
Height- 5"7
Weaponry-
Dagger- The dagger is always at home on her thigh, it’s made of Vimish metals and returns to her when ever she wills it too, this is often a tactic when she battles
Glove- The leather armored glove is worn on her right hand and has several razor sharp groves on the top of the hand, very menacing.
Staff- Just as Amatradais had owned when Atlantia puts her hair up she does it with a 3 inch silver pin, this pin has been seen to grow when touched by power into a full size retractable staff.
Eyes- Forget vampiric eyes and their often written abilities to lull a soul into submission, those who are sensitive to 'magic' can be tamed, thrilled, or horrified by looking into her eyes, her gaze is not of control but to look into them is like to have your soul wander down into their depths and it is threatened to be shattered there. Often times her eyes are the only place you can see her emotions. Their changes in color and hues never truly hide what she feels and they are perhaps her greatest weakness in that area.
Blood- Atlantia is cursed, her blood is one of her weapons, and it is poisoned, the only cure for this amino-poison is another poison, ten step or Bandu, which must be shared with another person, it often fails and kills one or both of the people involved in the transfusion.
Body- Atlantia is a skill warrior, she has been battling for most of her waking life and training for the rest of it, also often she uses her Vimish given form and abilities as she wishes
Clothing- She wears battle worthy clothing. A red skirt and white top. they appear to be just scraps of clothing with leather entwined over them but give her the advantage in the night. While in combat she wears a metal worked glove and carries and bow and quiver. She pulls her hair back into a metal helm, giving her a most intimidating appearance. While not in combat with armies and such she carries only her blade on her thigh and an armored glove. The glove has razor groves a top the hand portion and proves to be most valuable when her master wants answers from any foe. She is most nearly always seen in a full length black cloak that hides all but a bit of her face.
Home- Her home was an ancient city that was long ago destroyed by an infamous foe. She since then has called her tomb of sorts home. It is a vast cavern hidden under a mountain. There are all her worldly possessions; there also are the hidden treasures of her past. In the main cave sets a large square stone. Lying amidst this stone is a silken cloth that seems to be spun of gold. That is the place of her sleep until the next comes and wakes her.
Bio- Journal 2nd page
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