So, tell me a little about yourself...

User Name: Habicht
Full Name: Habicht Eilvan Nightrose
Age: 18
Weight: 145 lbs
Height: 5'6"
Gender: Female
Element(s): Air, Sound
Weapons: (Puado, Double Bladed Thrower [worn on lower leg] and a fighting fan.)


Description: Habicht is a descent sized young lady with toned muscles and pale skin. Her hair is light aburn and falls anyway the wind blows. Her ears are have a unique shape that gives her superb hearing. Her eyes are a subtle green tone that changes respectively with her mood, they are always alert and twitch seldomly. She has a trusty pair of sun shades that she can be seen wearing anytime she enters the light. Her outfit (excluding the boots) is never exactly the same, although it may seem so.

Bio: Habicht was born on the outskirts of a relatively small village, she never knew her parents. The village accepted her as their since there was no one else to take care of her. As she grew up her intellect stunned her people, she had exceptional abilities. She had what was to be said 'the hearing of a wolf' and 'the sight of a hawk'. At the age five she began studying the art of fighting, with the help of her care taker, the village elder. Day in and day out she would practice the craft, alast perfecting everything she did. Her steps were so light that they could not be heard and she was skillful with her weapons. Slowly but surely, parents began to forbid their children to speak to or of the girl. One day her only friend in the entire village relinquished life and she was sent into the woods, prohibited to ever re-enter the village. She was so upset, she locked herself in a room and swore she would only go out of the wood after the people of the village were sure to be asleep. Everynight she would scream herself to sleep, she didn't know what else to do. Night after night, her scream would become more robust until one night she decided to let the village know how she felt. That night she went to the village center then let out a paralyzing squawk for everyone to hear, assured that that would be the last thing they ever heard. She left and swore to herself that oneday, she would return to see the poor beings.
The wind howled as she stood there in the square and let out a deafening sream for all to hear. She left that place with a smile on her face and pride in her step.