The Void I Thought. Yet In Me Was Another Light. In Blindness I Saw In A Whisper, You. Of one's own name A gentle tug at the ear A quick feather-like breeze Caressing one's own heart Into gentle submission For do we really have The choice But to give in to its omnipresence? Unseen and swift It is as mysterious as life itself And if time is but a moment Perched on the tip of a pin. . . Then think how quickly All is but a whisper How much impact can a single encounter have upon a life? Even an angels? There are so many different types of angel, some see them as the lord's creations with untold beauty and a love that is felt by mere presence. Warriors. Guardians. Hunters. Muses. There are angels who live among you, living like you… and experiencing life through their own experiences and the experiences of those around them. She is a muse of inspiration. A living essence of hope, forgiveness and compassion sent down to touch the lives of those who need her most. And perhaps saving someone and keep them from giving up, an act that will lead to a road they may never return from. In her is a sadness locked behind a tender smile and kind eyes…but it is always there. A reminder of what nearly destroyed her a reason to keep hope alive. Those she meets and encounter every day have changed her. She has grown and expanded by the interactions and experiences she has had so far, those whom she meets often have a direct impact upon her and will be with her forever. Can only hope to be able to touch as many lives that have touched hers. What will come of her is anyone’s guess, whom she will meet is left to the winds, what will the whispers bring next? Tomorrow is still unknown as it should be font face = Bastarda Information – The Story - Maion is a angel guide, a muse of inspiration sent down to try and guide the lost back onto their path, to aid those she may, comfort and inspire the hearts open to her. To influence Hope in the lives of those around her. To remind those of the mortal world there are people, beings that care and that they are not alone. She is a lower ranking angel, easily passed off as a human even by her own kind. She came down from the heavens with a mission as well as to explore and learn firsthand of things. To explore what was given, fought for and in some cases taken away…to be among and not just a watcher or invisible presence. Tragedy struck. And soon a sadness took over, a black inky shadow which slowly ate away at her. She withdrew from everything and everyone, was untouchable and unreachable even by her calling…this is where and when she began to fall. Her personality changed and she forgot who and what she was. Maion walked a fine line and teetered between staying where she wished to remain and falling…to become one lost. A very shy creature yet curious, vulnerable and a easy target for most. It was in this state that Lucifer showed up. Doubtful the target was her but the opportunity was there. Maion's 'saving grace', ~angel~, showed up and reopened the doors that were closed within her rendering the Morning Star's efforts and toying mute. Because ~angel~ showed up when she did and opened the link (thank you), reminding Maion she wasn’t alone and to be able to feel hope, love, and warmth again. It gave Maion a reason and rekindled the flame of who she was. A reason to not give in and fall, little by little she fought back. Regained her footing, her abilities and her own hope. Soon being able to return to the heavens and heal. Now, once more she has been sent down from the heavens, to return to the realm of Beware and continue with her mission. Who will need her? Who shall she comfort and who...may she be able to save? OOC - About her wings and marking: I generally don’t “play” them unless someone else brings them up or they are needed to be seen because something is happening to her. Think more like the angels of the TV show “Touched by an Angel” or the movie 'City of Angels'. The way that I play is that most just don’t see them, they see her as a normal human female upon first impression. She isn’t hiding her wings or the fact that she is an angel but she doesn’t bring added attention to them. She figures most will tell what she is by being around her before noticing her angelic “extras”. Doesn’t mean you are unable to find a black feather or something along those lines. I leave it up to you, the other players, to decide if you can see them and how you will react to them. Her body, it will bleed and break, she needs little however can participate and partake in many things just like a human. Fall in love, be angry, have kids, die and so on. appearance See above images =P Eyes - evergreen like pine needles Height – about five feet six inches Combat I am a slow typist and I tend to make big posts other than that.... well I suck at combat but I am a willing spirit. Sometimes I just really need help because I feel like I hit a brick wall and go brain dead. If someone(s) want to take the time I will try…. With that being said I think post for post would be best for me but I will try to go with whatever comes my way. I am more then willing to expand myself as a player. Special abilities Other than being an angel and what comes with that. She is a muse of inspiration. And though she has no effect upon freewill she does have the ability to inspire those around her. A soft, ever so faint chime of bells will be heard when she attempts a direct influence. It is completely up to the other player if their character is susceptible to the inspiration. Most of her abilities are passive and are up to those she is around to react to her presence. She can call forth a holy light to act as a shield and do a minor heal (drains her), however I try to keep her abilities very passive and creative liberty to those in play. Examples: Might feel calm and at peace when she is around, easy to talk to and tell anything to, to trust and that she cares about you. The work or troubles may not seem as hard as they did before, that the hate and anger may not be as potent. That there is hope, something better out there and a reason to keep trying. Those of darker natures may not feel such a desire to hurt another or they may not be able to stand being in her presence for long periods of time. The creatures of the undead and demon kind may have a instant discomfort with being around her. Really, it is all up to you.... If you have questions or comments send me a message, constructive criticism is always welcomed but please be tactful. Story ideas are welcome as well!