Name: Signe, Shield maiden of Jysk.
Age: Appears between 18-20 (Actual age is 21)
Gender: Pure female, does not come with optional attachments.
Race: Human (Vampire)
Height: 5' even
Weight: approx. 100-105 lbs naked
Orientation: Straight

General appearance:

Signe is a woman of deceiving stature. Small and slender, If one were to judge by appearance alone, she would be easily cast aside as a runtish creature. Though she bears a healthy figure, both toned and curvaceous. Skin fair, she bears more than a few scars across her hide, despite her youth. Her hair also fair, a dirty blond in keeping with her Scandinavian decent. Generally tied back in braids.

Generous but not ridiculous breasts swell her chest, Her waist drawn in only to flair widely in a pair of strong child bearing hips. Her backside round and toned.

Her features are beautiful but strong and hard. The stony grey of her eyes perpetually cold to the world around her. It is rare to see her smile though the small creases about her eyes might suggest once it was a frequent occurrence. Now such expressions are saved for the death of her enemies.

Recent Update:

Signe's flesh seems to have paled significantly though it is rare one will catch more than a fleeting glimpse of it given her tendency to cover herself head to toe in thick leathers. Her head and throat wrapped in a heavy leather scarf and cowl leaving her delicate features shrouded in gloom.

Also, though generally hidden beneath her cowl in public, should one see her with out the heavy protections of her leathers, one would find a thick leather dog collar about her throat. The Tag labeling her as Property of Rollav Thel


((OOC NOTE: Signe has recently been turned into a vampire. As a new vampire she still struggles to control her urge to feed on the living and overindulge on the feast they may provide. If interested in such rp please feel free to send a tell))

Background:

"Lo there, do I see my father"

The sharp blade of her axe bit into the enemy's throat. He fell at her feet.

"Lo there do I see my mother and my sister and my brothers"

Her axe claimed another buried in his chest as his sword grazed her shoulder.

"Lo there I do see the line of my people back to the beginning"

A sharp sting felt in her side as a soldier stepped in beside her. He too fell as both axes swung to remove his head.

"Lo they do call to me they bid me to take my place among them"

Signe cried out with a grunt as another fell to the vicious sweep of her twin blades.

"In the hallowed halls of Valhalla - where the brave shall live forever!"

And then she faced him, as the last words fell from her lips he grinned.

"And you shall join them Signe, Shield maiden of Jysk" He chortled as he towered above her. How many times had she faced this brute or longed to since he murdered her family.

Her blood seethed with rage, the hands of her axes were already slick with the blood of his soldiers. "Odin curse you, Eirik, you will watch forever as your brothers feast with out you!"

Her axes lifted she rushed to close the distance between them. A fierce cry of defiance in the face of this giant of a man. The clash of their weapons rang out amidst the clatter of her brothers in arms and his soldiers.

Back and forth they went, He toyed with her, teased and taunted and her blood boiled further. And then she saw her opening. Hefting her axe she swung waiting for the satisfying resistance of his armored flesh as metal tore through leather and organs alike... but it never came.

Darkness engulfed her the world spun and she found herself staggering into a bleak and misty wood.

What foul trick was this? She had heard Eirik had taken up with some dark being but this? to deny her both the satisfaction of victory and death.

She screamed out in anger. She cried out in desperation for Odin to bring her home. For the mercy of Freya her wisdom and guidance. but nothing. she could no longer feel either their comfort or presence. Her words were met with naught but the soft chirp of birds and rustle of forest creatures.

And so it was, some how Signe, Shield maiden of Jysk, found herself in Sinfar. Believing herself to be cursed and cast away by the gods she held so dear. Never to join her family in Valhalla and take her rightfully earned place amongst them.

Lights: (finally!)

Greens: pretty near anything goes with this character. Save for a couple small things (see below). Preferable above all else is rp, in depth story and plot. Not squeamish or anything so if you have a thought send a tell. She is a fighter, a warrior through and through so don't expect her to just roll over and take it however. if you attack her she will fight back tenaciously.

Yellows: ....though it is one of my favorite colors I'm sort of do or don't on these things.. no real in betweens.

Red: Scat, metagaming/godgamers. Also ...I'm not a huge fan of pvp for anything. If you wanna fight with her we can use dice rolls and rp it. It's far more interesting. Though I may indulge in the occasional duel via mechanics.

That's it I think ...thanks for reading hope you enjoyed. Feel free to send a tell!