mistara

Mistara


	Name: Mistara Lacin One Haxard Shirik Portolanus.....Mist's fine though Birirthdate: June 23, 1983 11:19 p.m. Other anime you like: I tend to like film anime much better...the Legend of Arslan, Escaflume, Ghost in the Shell, Thundercats Favorite DBZ character (besides Piccolo): Piccolo's pretty high up there...but, as a second choice...Dende probably....I may or may not have a Namek fetish... Favorite DB website (besides your own): Lordess's Twisted World...amoung many, many others... DBZ quote: "Nobody comes into another man's house and starts telling him what to do....you're out of line. We're not here to bow down to your demands; we're here--TO FIGHT"-Piccolo "Angels don't die....do they?"-Chi-chi Favorite color: have you ever looked at the underside of a cd and just looked at how shiny it is? that color.... What's on your bedroom walls? Where to begin...a movie poster for "The Crow", a poster that reads "BEER! Helping ugly people have sex since 1862!", a movie poster for "The Rocky Horror Picture Show", another Rocky Horror shot of Dr. Frank-n-furter strangling Riff-Raff, a phone, a print that illistrates a scene from "Lord of the Rings", CD's (they're shiny...see above answer), a bumper sticker that reads " I (heart) Theatre!", another bumper sticker that says "Thespians Do It On Stage", comedy and tragedy masks, a bulletin board (LOTS of stuff on there...), a picture of a knight attempting to slay a dragon, a unicorn hook-thingy, a cermaic bust of a victorian looking man, wires from various stuff, and a dream-catcher filled with carnation heads....I think that's it Softdrink of choice? Mr. Pib all the way! What do you want to be when you grow up? umm...taller, a Toys R Us kid, sincerely...I have no idea, a bum I guess Quote: "There is no black or white, there is only grey." Favorite band: Queen and Rancid....interesting mix Hobbies besides DBZ? oh my....Drama club/Thespian Troupe Pres., Key Club LtG, Future Problem Solvers, Improv, Writer's Guild, C/O 2001 rep, general high school geek, Rocky Horror Picture Show fan, Highlander, Sliders, dungeons and dragons, the list goes on and on... What were you doing before you filled this out?: Checking Twisted World’s Message board probably.......I forget... ::lights a candle and sighs, sits back and watches the flame:: ~Everything starts with a tiny spark...something bright enough for 2 people to notice~: Name: Mistara Lacin One Haxard Shirik Portolanus Race: Silvanasti Elven/ Crystal Dragon Age: 837 earthen years ~something...no one is sure what, feeds the spark til it becomes a young flame, small, yet bright and powerful...~ height: 6'1 weight: 145lbs (lithe, but somewhat muscular) eyes: grey skin: extremely pale hair: It's a crystal color...the only way I've found to describe this is if you've ever had your hair pulled up to a screen because of static electricity and then looked at the color, or imagine the iridescent easter grass and imagine that finely chopped into a hair's width....her hair is also straight and it goes down to her waist misc. physical: she has 2 tatooes--1 of a blue dragon that encircles her neck (to cover up a really nasty scar) and another on her right calf of a small, bleeding wound clothes: she wears a grey tunic and a pair of black pants with a cloak that resembles a portrait of the universe--worn very carelessly--she wears black leather vambraces and worn knee-high leather boots--in the way of jewelry she wears a chain with a charred ring on it, and her left ear is pierced in the lobe and cartiledge with 2 silver hoops ~then...the fire burns, sometimes growing, sometimes fading with unexpected wind....but always fed by that unknowing element, something not even the most amazing scientists have been able to pinpoint~ Family: an only child, parents both deceased, no known relatives, 11 children total, 1 deceased, 1 missing, 1 grandchild ::smiles faintly:: Children: Nelloquin Lacin, Strumblade Lacin, Veranight Lacin(missing) Ginger Haxard, Wes Haxard, Guy Haxard(deceased) Christian Angelios Terrin Shirik Antar Portolanus, Zen Portolanus, Kadiya Portolanus Grandchild: Sarkana Turlon (daughter of Ginger) 1 Adopted son: Jack Cain Brief history: Born in the land of silvanasti in the realm of Krynn, forced to leave her home at a very early age and wandered krynn-working in any profession that she could, and there was only one. Until the dragon clan revealed themselves and she learned of her heritage and became a warrior, fighting for many, many years. While practicing Krynn's form of magic she thought she had found a new way to teleport...she had actually found a way to move between worlds. After that she moved from world to world: Calass, swamps of unnameable places until she settled in DarksBane (WOW!), then that land was taken over by the evil TOG warriors: Mistara and many other refugees were forced to move to RhyDin-and over crowded, rude land. None-the-less, Mist found her place in life and found herself content and safe...having abandoned her warrior instincts to care for her children. Then.....something happened, something so terrible it made her give up everything she had ever known. Something bad enough to make her leave RhyDin, her home of over 100 years. Something that could make her leave behind her children, her friends, everything she had ever known in life. She ended up here--on earth. ~No matter how brightly the flame burns, or how much fuel it has.....there is always the time when the fire is no longer.~ Likes: Nameks, children, sarcasm and sincerity, good stories and good people, beauty in some sense or another, light-hearted humor, dragons, musicals, is beginning to learn about this earth place.... Dislikes: arrogance, anything to hurt children, cowards, Pokemon, laziness, unoriginality, lots of other things General Attitude: normally light-hearted and even-tempered, easy to please, will fight when nescessary, loyal to the point of death, but only if need be, she is reluctant to speak of her past and still retains quite a bit of mystery about her history, she has sworn her life to protect 3 souls, which occupies most of her time now, along with Jack--a young draconian/saiyajin hybrid whom she has taken the responsibility of raising ~When the light will be snuffed out....you can never tell, it could be sudden or drawn out, but the only for sure things is that the fire will turn to smoke--inevitably and definetly~ Love life: unknown current place of residence: unknown current condition of sanity: unknown ~::Mist hesitantly blows out the candle and sits...wondering how many years she has been doing this, wondering for how many more years she will continue to torture herself for something that can't be helped....She begins to remove something from her person, but a few tears sliding down her cheek stops her. After a moment of recomposing herself she stands, looks down at the little candle....and flies off::~