Ziva :: Hybrid :: Trees Drive Bonkers

''Maybe you thought wrong traveler : but tarry no more.
For the forest will now swallow you, make you a part of it.
And of me, forever of course.''

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ZIVA
The Celestial Dryad

RACE,

Ke, asking me such a thing, as if you need it. Use your eyes : but since you seem to lack in brains, I'll answer. I'm a child of the forest : but don't let that get to your head. I'm also a descendant of heaven : don't get me started. Obviously, I'm more a child then anything else.

GENDER,

What need glasses? Can't you tell just by looking what I am? Or do I have to point that out too? I mean really, just look, I'm a little girl.

BATTLE ROLE,

Really, do you have to ask? I'm mostly a DPS type, with DoT capabilities : after all, a child is but a surprise. I also have Root skills, to keep targets in place. I am of a Rogue Class. But I shouldn't have to tell you all of this.. here's your wallet back.

BATTLE STYLE,

Eh, don't get too Casual with me : I can sling in a good Story if you want me to, but don't expect me to like all of it.

AGE,

Ask a lady her age, would you! Well, well, well, I don't think so : I can't say anything less then fifty. But that's up to you to figure out how old I really am.

ALLIANCE,

Me, myself and I.

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PERSONALITY,

Positive

• Come on, I don't need help, but you do. -- Helpful to the weak
  
• Hey, if you looked like a sac of potatoes I'd tell you : you just look like a potato in a dress. -- Brutally Honest
  
• Thought that was the end of me? Really, I thought you'd know better. -- Survival Ability
  
• Didn't think I'd find that? I'd tell you how, but I'd doubt you'd want to hear it. -- Ressourceful

Negative

• Oh no, I don't really care for much, oh you're suffering? -- Callous
  
• Hey I said it was mine, now stop being a mule and give it! -- Possessive
  
• I'm not going to change my mind, donkey breath. -- Stubborn
  
• Oh you look absolutely delightful~! -- Cannibalistic
  
• Come on, are you serious? You know that gets you nowhere. -- Pessimist
  
• Oh look, a itty bitty wuman... right I hope that your flesh is still good, unlike you. -- Misanthrope
  
• Look at that, it's so pretty don't you think? Ashes to ashes : dust to dust. -- Pyromaniac
  
• How was I supposed to know what's a tea spoon and a serving spoon! -- Lack of Social Graces

You know, I'm one of a kind : no one will be like me, nor will they ever come by again. I could turn you into nuggets, or just give you food for thought : but who knows. I'm a Rogue : I thieve, I pillage, I break into your mother's safe, and steal your wallet. Most people like to stay away from me : and I like it that way too. Being alone is better then having to rely on poor little weaklings : but you know, those weaklings can't help themselves, so they need a firm hand. Touch my stuff, and I'll eviscerate you : or something of the like. Don't take my word for it, if you want : but I did warn you. Wash your hair, you look filthy : the woods did not treat you nice. Nor would I. If I wasn't so bored.. so I suggest you start running in four.

APPEARANCE,

Hey, don't look at me like that! People say I'm pretty : what with my soft skin, looking pale and yet tender, wrapping around my child body. But people keep saying they see a curvy, vivacious and elegant woman in my future : I call that hogwash. I mean really? My hips are preset to childbirth, apparently, or going to be : and my small chest already has breast bumps. But I haven't hit puberty fully : but that doesn't matter to those perverts does it. All they see in my slender legs and arms is the possibility of an amazing woman : well let them dream! I'm not going to give them no satisfaction of anything else!

But I feel safe : I'm short enough, to crawl into a tree and hide in it's leaves : or to crawl into a air vent. I was in one, once : dreadful place, drafty and full of dust smells. But I feel safe when I look over my shoulder : the leafy green always accompanies me, as the trail of my hair. It can even swish : sometimes it tickles the lower part of my spine. It feels really good : and people keep staring at my eyes, like they were emeralds. I didn't see the resemblance : maybe they meant the shade? But whatever it was, it was rather annoying in the end.

I also have pretty wings, but I keep them hidden : like I do with the rest of my abilities..

WEAPONS,

Bone Knives
I own a few bones knives : I tend to hide them in my tree. They can cut pretty easily through flesh and what not : just a bit hard. It's more of a bone handle with a blade : perfect for skinning knives, don't you think?

Bone Flute
A flute that I found the right bones for! Some Skull kids made it for me : I was pretty happy, it was fun. But things change, don't that.. I can use to to smash someone, it's pretty thick and heavy, and resistant to damage.

ITEMS,

Satchel
It contains minor things, such as coins or sparkly things I find : it can also hold anything else I need it to. It has space for a few things, of course : I do have some matches in there as well, as well as a stone and a flint.. fire is always pretty.

ABILITIES,

Nature Conduit
I can use the plants around from inside of me : because I am at one with nature in mind and soul, and in blood in most part, I can produce things like vines from my very own body. They can be used to retrain someone, or produce a specific plant or poison to keep my foes from coming closer. Because of my also tight bond to nature, I can also speak to animals : I can befriend them, help them, or anything else. Some may help me, others may ignore me : but none will attack me. I separated them into power tiers, because each changes depending on strength.

[Note : these are for battle situations.]
[All status effects last 1 post, unless specified otherwise. All others will be cleared by a mod before hand.]

Tier 1 - No cooldown. Speaking to plants and animals, understanding their language

Tier 2 - 1 post cooldown. Summon 1 random animal for aid, produce 1 plant thing from body [vines, flower, numbing poison] [animal can be of any kind, barring mythological, as long as they can actually exist in the area in which the user is.]

Tier 3 - 2 post cooldown. Summon a pack of random animals, summon 3 things from body [vines, flowers, edible things, mushrooms, paralysis poisons] [animal can be of any kind, barring mythological, as long as they can actually exist in the area in which the user is. Packs of animals must be animals that would normally live in packs, and within the area, such as wolves.]

Tier 4 - 3 Post cooldown. Summon a 1 specific animal to aid, produce 5 plant things from body [vines, flowers, edible things, mushrooms, moss, roots, bark] [animal can be of any kind, barring mythological, as long as they can actually exist in the area in which the user is.]

Tier 5 - 4 post cooldown. Summon a pack of specific animals to aid, produce 7 plant things from body [vines, flowers, edible things, mushrooms, moss, roots, bark, tree manipulation] Merge into a plant or tree for cover. [animal can be of any kind, barring mythological, as long as they can actually exist in the area in which the user is. Packs of animals must be animals that would normally live in packs, and within the area, such as wolves.]

Earth's Caged Bird
I can sense vibrations in the ground and the air : this allows me to predict when something is coming my way. I can also use them, albeit only via a sound medium : like my flute or my voice. Different melodies have different effects, but the most common are things like sleep, light paralysis, and mostly enchantment. This is also separated by tiers.

[Note : combat only once again!]
[All status effects last 1 post, unless specified otherwise. All others will be cleared by a mod before hand.]

Tier 1 - 1 post cooldown. Allowed to use numbing, weakening and dizziness melodies. Must have a physical instrument.

Tier 2 - 2 post cooldown. Allowed to use paralysis, sleep and ill making melodies. Must have a physical instrument.

Tier 3 - 3 post cooldown. Allowed to use numbing, weakening and dizziness melodies. May use the voice.

Tier 4 - 4 post cooldown. Allowed to use paralysis, sleep and ill making melodies. May use the voice.

RACIAL ABILITIES,

Story, uh? What do you want.. I can't really say. All I know is that, very small, just a newborn, I was abandoned. Either by my race, by my parents, or even just accidently forgotten, all I know is that I remember the tree I was at. The tree I reside in : a gnarled, old, dead tree. At least to all other eyes : but it spoke to me. And it raised me, as it was the only tree, and the only thing I understood. That was my life for a dozen of years : I would wander, but not far. And soon enough, I began to know the forest, and run through it, a wild creature just like the dogs that ran in it. I was but another of them, living, breathing. Wild.. and people meant nothing. At least, until I saw a few travelers at a clearing : they had something red, and sneaking into their camp at night, I stole something called matches. Fire was now in my grip : and knowing what it did made me feel more powerful.

Always, I could feel something in my blood call for the herd of Skull Kids that liked running around my tree. One of them even seemed sad, and wanted to come close, but shied away : I brought a thigh bone from a corpse that I picked clean, and that Skull Kid made a strange sort of instrument.. and I've kept it since. Picking up pieces and bits from the forest, I hear of something interesting.. so I feel the need to go explore the world, l want to know. Curiosity was never one of my traits, but every bird leaves the nest. And perhaps this would help me understand. Not that I would admit it to anyone of course.

Thread with caution! Can become Berserker like!

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Blame Rwaht! :3