Elena Stark
Trainee
~The story you birth will be ageless Just learn to love pain and be patient~
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Post by Elena Stark on Mar 26, 2013 12:10:44 GMT -8
.::Table of contents::.* The Basic's * First Impressions * Reflections * Survivor * The Journey * The Ties that Bind * Reserved * Reserved
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Elena Stark
Trainee
~The story you birth will be ageless Just learn to love pain and be patient~
Posts: 37
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Post by Elena Stark on Mar 26, 2013 13:39:41 GMT -8
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” ---Oscar Wilde
.::The Basics::. Actual name: Elena Stark Adoptive name: Elena Sudeki Nickname(s): Nationality: American Ethnicity: Native American/French/Italian/English D.O.B: March 18, 19XX Age: 19 Hair color: Auburn Eye color: Hazel Height: 5'7'' Weight: 132 lbs Blood type: A+ Sexuality: Heterosexual Handedness: Ambidextrous
Known Languages: *French (14 yrs) *Italian (10 yrs) *Latin (3 yrs) *Russian (5 yrs) *Japanese (7 yrs) .::Living Arrangements::. Current Residence: Occupants:
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Elena Stark
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~The story you birth will be ageless Just learn to love pain and be patient~
Posts: 37
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Post by Elena Stark on Mar 30, 2013 7:21:36 GMT -8
“Men in general judge more by the sense of sight than by the sense of touch, because everyone can see, but only a few can test by feeling. Everyone sees what you seem to be, few know what you really are, and those few do not dare take a stand against the general opinion.” ---Niccolo Machiavelli .::First Impressions::.General Elena's face has both a softness and intensity to it. Her hazel orbs could be considered haunting or alluring. Normally not giving anything away about herself, but at times it's possible they could convey inner confliction. Her lips are full and lightly naturally pink, complementing well to her olive skin tone. While her chestnut brown locs; which in the sunlight shows it in tones of a even lighter shade; go just beyond her shoulders. Though she typical keeps it in a ponytail with her bangs split evenly and loose.
Build Elena has spent a lot of time training her body through various activities. In doing this, she has kept her body trim and toned. Though her muscles are defined they maintain a softness to them, still giving her that young feminine glow. Her body holds desirable curves though she isn't one to show them off. At most she might show her long legs but that's mainly do to basic comfort of wearing shorts.
Birthmark(s) Elena has two birthmarks. One in the shape of a heart directly on her pelvic bone on her right. Another small crescent directly on the front of her left shoulder.
Piercing(s) Elena only has two. Just the basic ear piercings.
Tattoo(s) Elena sports a writing on the right side of her body just on the ribcage that reads in script:
Through every dark night, there is a brighter day
Another written on her left wrist on the inner portion that read also in script:
Live with no excuses Love with no regrets
Her last tattoo is that of a dreamcatcher on her back.
Scar(s) Elena has a scar on the left side of her stomach about 3 inches long slightly thin and light to the touch..::Miscellaneous Information::.
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Elena Stark
Trainee
~The story you birth will be ageless Just learn to love pain and be patient~
Posts: 37
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Post by Elena Stark on Mar 30, 2013 15:39:09 GMT -8
.::Reflections::.
“The most incredible architecture is the architecture of self, which is ever changing, evolving, revolving and has unlimited beauty and light inside which radiates outwards for everyone to see and feel. With every in breathe you are adding to your life and every out breathe you are releasing what is not contributing to your life. Every breathe is a re-birth.” ---Allan Rufus, The Master's Sacred Knowledge .::Fears/Dislikes::.
* One big fear or rather phobia for Elena is fire. She has learned to be able to take a little bit of it, a small flame or so but huge fires tend to make her extremely nervous and fearful. She will more than likely completely freeze and cower from the blaze. This has a lot to do with what happened to her family.
* She doesn't like to feel cornered like she has no way out.
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Elena Stark
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~The story you birth will be ageless Just learn to love pain and be patient~
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Post by Elena Stark on Oct 22, 2013 16:12:35 GMT -8
"You don't develop courage by being happy in your relationships everyday. You develop it by surviving difficult times and challenging adversity." ---Epicurus .::Survivor::.
.::Skill Set::. * Elena has surprisingly excellent marksmanship. Her accuracy with a bow and arrow is unmatched from her years of constant practice. She is very well capable of turning it into a melee weapon if need be. She can throw anything with amazing accuracy.
* Aside from the bow Elena is proficient with a staff and sword. Smaller weapons she is familiar with but prefers to use them as throwing tools if anything, so her combat knowledge with them is at best minimal.
* Though still young she shows a lot of martial knowledge. Normally being a bit tactical in most situations as well as relying on instincts to drive her through situations.
* Elena is proficient in survival skills. Able to adapt to surrounding situations.
* With survival skills comes a knowledge in the medical field. Her knowledge isn't as extensive as most but it's enough to keep her and whomever her partner is alive.
* Tactical. Inventive. Instinctual .::Items::. Sylph's Bow and Arrows
Materials: x1 Leather, x1 Sheet Metal, x1 Wood Description: A bow with two forward curves at the end of each limb, allowing the bow to spring the arrow toward the target with greater energy, it provides ample power and accuracy, without being too long to allow the wielder to move easily. The arrows are straight pieces of wood, while the arrowheads are tipped with sharp bits of metal, and the arrows' ends are fletched with goose feathers to help keep them straight in flight. The twenty arrows are stored in the quiver made of leather, and is worn over the shoulder, resting on the back. Stats: +5 Wisdom Power: Amalaric Bane
If the shooter pulls and holds the arrow after nocking the arrow for at least one post and then releases the arrow, the piercing power of the shot is increased by +2 Strength, and will increase in increments of 2 for each consecutive post the shot is held for, up to 5 posts. This effect is removed if the shot is fired before one post passes.
Titan spear of Terrible fury (This spear can pierce through any Qi constructs, ignoring the energy entirely.) .::Earned EXP::.
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Elena Stark
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~The story you birth will be ageless Just learn to love pain and be patient~
Posts: 37
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Post by Elena Stark on Oct 22, 2013 16:29:45 GMT -8
"We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us." ---Marcel Proust .::The Journey::. I wouldn't say my life was a hard one. I actually had it fairly easy unless you want to count the usual banters a young girl of wealth receives. Other than that there was nothing I could complain about. My father was Jonah Stark, one of many tycoons in the technological and pharmaceutical business areas, at least that's all I believed he was involved in. It wouldn't be till much later in life that I would acquire the knowledge of truths I knew nothing of. Until then I'll furthermore speak on my beginnings before what I knew began to change. My mother was Amelia Stark, a beautiful well respected woman who never stood behind my father. Why? Because you see my mother stood side by side with my father as his equal, as his partner. Their relationship was certainly something to admire and aspire for. I could have only hoped to have something like that in my future, but the future had it's way of preventing or giving those wants.
My years growing up was filled with various degrees of learning. My parents only wanted the best for me it wasn't hard to tell. My mother wanted me to be knowledgeable, mentally strong for the world. Heh, a strong woman able to stand on her own feet. My father of course wanted the same but also wanted me to be able to defend myself physically. So naturally I was enrolled in a fencing and martial arts class. Despite all my activities I would say I was a pretty normal outgoing little girl. I loved reading. I loved to paint and sketch. The piano and violin were my musically instruments of choice. I enjoyed exploring and tinkering with things. Getting to know how things worked. How they were put together. I guess you can say as much as a little lady I was supposed to be, I was also very much a tomboy as well. Life was life and it was relatively easier then. But what is life without hardships? It's inevitable. Unescapable. Nothing can be truly learned without trials and tribulations. Life isn't perfect and it's delusional to think otherwise. There's a balance to the world that will never be disrupted.
I remember being about six years old when I first met Eurydice. Then she was Eurydice Stone. She visited from time to time and I recall creating an instant bond with her even if her visits were few. Who knew how strong our bond would become once my world changed. You never expect your life to change while you're so young. To have all you know, all you believed to be true taken and replaced. Replaced with truths of a reality that you were sheltered from for obvious reasons. That's what happened to me. My world shook the day my parents were killed. Our home was raided and for all purposes set ablaze. I could never forget the faces. Never forget the screams, the blood, the fear in everyone's eyes. Innocent workers gone. My father still tried to be so strong but that didn't stop what fate brought. The fire roared with a vengeance as I was frozen in my hiding place until she came. Eurydice. She came and saved me from a crumbling house risking her own life just for me. It was clear she realized she was far too late to save my family. Eurydice almost died for me, but due to her strong will she lived through her injuries though suffered from some memory loss. How could I not feel like it wasn't my fault? If I hadn't just froze there. But it wasn't my fault and she and her soon to be husband Leon Sudeki reassured me that.
There was no question I was a bit recluse for some time in the beginning. I lost so much yet I gained as well. But I couldn't see it at first. Could you blame a little girl that just witnessed her family beginning slaughtered? They adopted me. Eurydice and her fiancee Leon. At first I felt like maybe she felt obligated to do so because of her closeness to my parents. Yes I felt a bond with her but at that moment I just couldn't think straight. Eventually I warmed more to it as she made me feel more at ease. Eurydice never gave up on me. Even when she began her life with Leon and they started a family of their own, I wasn't left out. I had so many questions locked inside, the main being the why did it happen. Silently for years I pondered to myself only to finally speak on the matter but with Kilik Stone. With Eurydice's memory loss and the certainty I had that Leon didn't know he was my only refuge for truth. Kilik was most definitely uncertain if he wanted to tell me anything, as if he didn't want to disrupt my vision of my father. But I needed to know, I deserved it.
So my father was also apart of funding a corporation that on the front seemed like any other business, yet deep in its underbelly hosted and trained assassins. Messed with genetics and deadly weapons. I honestly would've never guessed. Did it change my view? Yes and no. I knew my father and my mother, who they were to me. That's all that mattered. I had a new mother and father but they could never replace my birth parents, but I did accept them as such. I wanted to be strong. I wanted to be able to defend myself better. Eury and Leon seemed like the perfect people to learn from as well as Kilik, but he was far too busy. From Eury most of my training came from, but I could tell she didn't want to show me everything just enough for me to survive. I learned a few extra tidbits about tinkering with things, creating ways to survive if ever needed to be on my own. Again life was life. I got attached naturally to Lana and Spike as I never had any siblings before. I guess I just kept going through life trying to be normal as possible, yet then again my world would change.
I know life is full of hardships and it tests us to see if we'll still stand or stay on the ground. One faithful day our home was attacked, of course it was just reliving a moment for me I had long forgotten. But I was different this time yet still so unprepared, I could admit that. I put up a fight as much as I could but they were significantly more advance that I was. Again the why ran through my mind, but this had something to do with Leon's past apparently. The years that went by of seeming peace was just too good to be true wasn't it? Life has its way. Again everything was so frantic, so chaotic I swear I lost track of the ongoing's. Somewhere in the fray I'm sure I passed out because all I remembered was being on a bed with Kilik near. He calmed my sudden antsy nature, I didn't understand how I got there or even why. Immediately I wondered where was everyone. Where was Leon and Eury? Where were the twins? After trying to steady me Kilik told me that Lana was safe, that she was there in the compound. Spike was still with Leon but Eury, she was supposedly dead. I remember my eyes swelling up with water wanting to cry so badly. Kilik said he was going to take care of us as he felt Leon wasn't able to do so as he promised him. Everything was so muffled as another female's voice echoed in the room, I know it was Celine telling him that it was enough. Kilik protested in kind but for me I was just trying to fight back the tears. So much anger swirled inside me that I couldn't even cry. Somehow I managed to keep it all back leaving nothing but a stern expression upon my face, hands shaking with rage. An embrace from Celine or Kilik or both I don't even know who it was I just felt a small ounce of warmth around me. But it just wasn't enough to melt the coldness I was filling all over me. I couldn't pinpoint an emotion to hold on to so I guess instead I became a shell for the moment.
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