Kiena ;; the White Lily

[Kiena]

.x. Wanted Dead Or Alive .x.




Paint your name in Blood

Name: Kiena
Age: twenty-one
Rank: the Morning Star's first mate

Personality:

+ strong
+ confidant
+ goal-orientated
+ does not give up easily
+ knows when things have gone too far
+ has morals most pirates forget
+ believes in herself and others
+ has an almost sixth sense for animals

- stubborn
- resorts to fighting quickly when agitated
- will exploit any means to get what she wants
- can be a massive bitch
- thinks of herself first in most cases
- has a bit of an ego

Appearance: see picture please.

History:

Like most pirates, where Kiena came from exactly is unknown. No, perhaps that is stated incorrectly. Those that did know her, those that spoke to her, interacted with her, do not link her with The White Lily, the pirate terror that rides on the deck of the Morning Star. She had changed, transformed into a pirate, a new being entirely. Even if Kiena ran into one of those people she knew, they would not recognize her.

Kiena’s legacy rose alone, stealing ships and stealing from territories that belonged to great pirate clans. Without any crew of her own, Kiena was a remarkable success, rolling in the profits she made from raiding homes and docked pirate ships. However, her winnings came to an abrupt stop when she was caught and nearly executed for her thefts. Instead, she managed to charm her captors, the infamous Red Dawn and Black Dusk. She was pardoned in exchange for becoming part of their crew, handing over her rewards and her skills to further the Morning Star. Her reluctance turned to ease when she fell easily into place with the men and their crew.

The White Lily’s legacy skyrocketed now with her name to two greater ones and to a ship. She became a small terror in the pirate world, one that men know but shoot off their mouths in remarks that they could take her down. But she continued to excel, spurred on by the need to prove her worth to Black Dust, Red Dawn, her crew, and the Morning Star.

Eventually, her content with one of her captain’s grew too deep and she, despite her own belief that she could not, fell in love with Trey Carter, the Red Dawn. To her own luck and surprise, Red Dawn returned her feelings and they were engaged. However, her happiness ended abruptly. Red Dawn disappeared while the Morning Star was at sea. Black Dusk and the White Lily searched in vain. He was gone. Crushed, the White Lily’s activities in the pirate world grew darker, moving past land to plunder from nobles on land as well. The search for Red Dawn did not end, both Kiena and Black Dusk intent on finding him, regardless of how long it takes.

Weapons:

Kiena uses a longer version of a briquet, a sword that is curved upwards. The hilt of her weapon is gold, the blade made of the best material. The hilt is also twisted much like a rapier would be, shielding her hand in exotic and beautiful curves of metal.

Part of crew or owner of the ship:

first mate of the Morning Star’s crew

Powers:

(Will add if I think of any. She may have one or two.)

Custom Title: [center]the [color=white]white[/i] lily[/center]

Face Claim: [b]Tenjho Tenge[/b] → Natsuma Maya

Family:

Constantine - father - deceased
Ileria - mother - deceased
Red Dawn - fiance - missing

Sample RP:

She was flirting heavily with one of her husband’s men when she was scolded. Sun Da who was sitting behind her, scrolls spilling over his lap, grabbed her by the ear and yanked her further into the tent. With her no longer in the way, the flap fluttered close and Sun Da and Sun Mei were now alone. Sun Mei wriggled out of his grip, rubbing her ear as she pouted. She said nothing, feeling the heavy wave of irritation that was coating all of his movements. Mei wasn’t exactly sure what they were doing out here. Most likely one of Da’s foolproof plans to earn more currency and respect. He was good at that sort of thing, an excellent conman. But years of seeing him practice, of seeing and knowing all his tricks made Mei loose interest and she’d stopped even bothering to ask what the new plan was. She followed because it was mandatory. A husband didn’t leave his only wife at home.

Especially not one with Mei’s reputation.

“Da,” she purred, testing her luck. Mei slipped a hand under the bottom scroll on his thigh, leaning toward him and tilting her head to look at his face. If he wasn’t going to let her have that pretty soldier boy of his, he could at least give her himself. It wasn’t as if he wouldn’t enjoy it and both of them knew Da would be better than the warrior she’d been teasing. However, Sun Da lifted his head, eyes dark, the message clear. Immediately, Mei returned the look, yanking her hand away so as to knock his scrolls off his lap, earning her a shout of irritation.

“Mei!”

Unfortunately for him, Mei was already pushing back the tent flap and starting across the field. He would have followed her, a notion that satisfied Mei, he would have, if all the men hadn’t stopped their duties to watch her go. Mei heard him ordering them harshly as she left him and his con behind. Despite her pleasure at having beat him, she was still infuriated. Why? Why was he treating her like she was a whore? He was no better, a fact they both knew well. He didn’t have the rights to treat her like he was, to be a stubborn ass, to deny her the right she allowed him. Soon she was going to snap and ruin the pretty house of cards he’d built for himself.

In her fury, she didn’t realize exactly where she was going until her heel caught a branch laying on the ground, causing it to both snap loudly and make her stumble. She caught a tree before she fell. Now she took in her surroundings. The obnoxious noise of Sun Da’s camp was no longer heard. She’d gone quite a bit farther than expected. Then there was another sound, a male voice from somewhere ahead. Meis’ head tilted, curiosity getting the better of her. Attractive or not, Mei could use some company beside the bigheaded Sun Da and his men. Moving slowly so as not to trip again in the heavy underbrush, Lady Mei made her way toward the clearing. She broke gracefully through the tree line and with her attention focused on wiping the small cut on her leg clean, she didn’t notice the man she’d stumbled upon.

Password:

rum soaked

[Captain Cecilia]

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