Elena Tristines
Jan 8, 2013 22:23:52 GMT -6
Post by Elena[Inactive] on Jan 8, 2013 22:23:52 GMT -6
Full name: Elena Tristines
Nickname: Lane (to people who are close to her)
Alias: N/A
Gender: female
Age/Birthday: 23 years old, birthday is July 24
Celebrity Claim:not sure, photo found on polyvore.com
Time Period: Middle Ages
Appearance:
Elena has wavy blonde hair that reaches below her
shoulders and gray eyes with hazel flecks surrounding the pupil. She
has a small sloped nose and heart shaped lips, and a strong jaw. She has a sort of an athletic build, but with moderate curve and long, strong legs. She wears robes similar
to Altair's, but with feminine modifications. There are lace accents
on her sleeves and the front of her robe is a v neck with criss cross
stitching near the bust. Leather boots reach up to her knee, and her hidden blade is
on her right hand instead. On the blade, "sic parvis magna" is
engraved. (Greatness from small beginnings.) Her robes conform to her
figure on her torso, but the sleeves and skirt hang loose.
shoulders and gray eyes with hazel flecks surrounding the pupil. She
has a small sloped nose and heart shaped lips, and a strong jaw. She has a sort of an athletic build, but with moderate curve and long, strong legs. She wears robes similar
to Altair's, but with feminine modifications. There are lace accents
on her sleeves and the front of her robe is a v neck with criss cross
stitching near the bust. Leather boots reach up to her knee, and her hidden blade is
on her right hand instead. On the blade, "sic parvis magna" is
engraved. (Greatness from small beginnings.) Her robes conform to her
figure on her torso, but the sleeves and skirt hang loose.
Height: 5' 7
Distinguishing Features: 3” vertical scar on left eyebrow
Personality:
When you first meet her, Elena is a very sheltered woman. She doesn't talk of anything too personal, and usually just words relating to common conversation pass between you. She is nice, but very guarded. Then as you get to know her, she'll open up, cracking jokes and being teasing. She can get very flirtatious when drunk, but the next day she will regret it. However, if you are close to her, she won't mind as much.
Fears:
Failing to follow through on a mission
Being betrayed/ betraying the Brotherhood
being captured by an enemy group
Goals:
Do the best she can on every mission
Ranking up as high as possible as an assassin
Finding that one guy she can really trust
Likes:
To drink on lonely nights:P
The rush of the Leap of Faith
The adrenaline of tracking down an assassination target
Free running
Dislikes:
Men who disrespect women
snakes
Templars
Her father/ any mention of her past without her consent
Strengths:
Free running- she has a high endurance and her style has dance and gymnastics incorporated into it
Using the short sword
Using her gender to deceive men, then assassinate them
pickpocketing
Weaknesses:
Has trouble trusting some men, therefore lack of relationships
Cannot aim well with throwing knives
cannot dual wield weapons
Her left ankle is weak, occasionally giving out
Talents:
Dance/ Tumbling
Improvising on the spot
fighting on horseback
Habits/Quirks:
When nervous/troubled, her face becomes an open book
has a tendency to whistle a short song before assassinating with hidden blade
chews on the inside of her cheek when contemplating things
Occupation: At the moment, none
Alliance: Assassin
Cause I’m gonna make this place your home.
History:
A few years later when Elena was 13, she was out buying groceries one
day when she came home to a sight that would forever haunt her. As she
rounded her dusty doorstep, she heard nothing but drunken slurs and
grunts, and she knew something was off. As she cracked the door open,
Elena saw her mother lying in a pool of blood with her clothes torn
off, and her gaze was forever staring blankly. She was dead. Her
father was laying over her unconscious 16 year old sister and raping
her. Elena's heart rose up into her throat, and fled immediately to an
abandoned shack 4 miles away.
After a week of hiding, she kept noticing how things would jump out of
shadows with great agility. Sometimes she thought she saw a graceful
figure leaping on rooftops, but she dismissed it as her eyes playing
tricks on her. Finally, she witnessed an ethereal man in white robes
killing a child molester, and a word came to her mind: Assassin. She
memorized the symbol he was wearing, Elena and inferred it to be the
mark of Assassins. She knew what she wanted to do with her life. Elena
then left Damascus with only the clothes on her back, found the family
horse, Tayla, and rode into the kingdom. It dawned on her at the time
that she had no idea where to go, but with having nothing to lose, she
just rode into the night.
Weeks passed, and her hope diminished. Her stomach had hunger pains
despite the occasional jerky and pork strips she stole from bandit
camps at night. It was a humid evening, with her vision blurred from both malnutrition
and a throbbing migraines, when she saw it. A filthy red flag hung on
a pole, with the assassin emblem on it. She had reached Masyaf, and
soon approached the large building with guards surrounding it. They
yelled at her and demanded her why she was here, but she was too weak
to reply. Soon a man with a white beard came out, emanating a powerful
aura, and hushed the guards. It was Al Mualim. He explained to the
guards that she had to have traveled far to find this place, and must
have a good reason to be there. He gave her a water canteen, then
offered her entrance to the building to explain herself.
She explained her story. The entire time Al Mualim gave no reactions,
just nodding occasionally. When she asked to be trained as an
assassin, his face conveyed disgust, then slowly turned neutral. He
reluctantly took her in. As a girl, he feared she was never going to
be as much use of the boys, and eventually betray the Brotherhood.
However, in time, Elena showed she was a worthy student with natural
talent, the talent her brother taught her. Elena was strong as some of
her brothers, and her tongue was as sharp as her blade. She was not
popular at first, sexist jokes always flying passed her ears. She
brushed them off and in time, Elena grew on to her fellow brothers as
if they were her own blood. When Elena was 17 years old, she found her
dad and cut his throat, letting him bleed out. She has since trained
still and been sent out on numerous missions, that bloodthirsty flame
staying with her.
day when she came home to a sight that would forever haunt her. As she
rounded her dusty doorstep, she heard nothing but drunken slurs and
grunts, and she knew something was off. As she cracked the door open,
Elena saw her mother lying in a pool of blood with her clothes torn
off, and her gaze was forever staring blankly. She was dead. Her
father was laying over her unconscious 16 year old sister and raping
her. Elena's heart rose up into her throat, and fled immediately to an
abandoned shack 4 miles away.
After a week of hiding, she kept noticing how things would jump out of
shadows with great agility. Sometimes she thought she saw a graceful
figure leaping on rooftops, but she dismissed it as her eyes playing
tricks on her. Finally, she witnessed an ethereal man in white robes
killing a child molester, and a word came to her mind: Assassin. She
memorized the symbol he was wearing, Elena and inferred it to be the
mark of Assassins. She knew what she wanted to do with her life. Elena
then left Damascus with only the clothes on her back, found the family
horse, Tayla, and rode into the kingdom. It dawned on her at the time
that she had no idea where to go, but with having nothing to lose, she
just rode into the night.
Weeks passed, and her hope diminished. Her stomach had hunger pains
despite the occasional jerky and pork strips she stole from bandit
camps at night. It was a humid evening, with her vision blurred from both malnutrition
and a throbbing migraines, when she saw it. A filthy red flag hung on
a pole, with the assassin emblem on it. She had reached Masyaf, and
soon approached the large building with guards surrounding it. They
yelled at her and demanded her why she was here, but she was too weak
to reply. Soon a man with a white beard came out, emanating a powerful
aura, and hushed the guards. It was Al Mualim. He explained to the
guards that she had to have traveled far to find this place, and must
have a good reason to be there. He gave her a water canteen, then
offered her entrance to the building to explain herself.
She explained her story. The entire time Al Mualim gave no reactions,
just nodding occasionally. When she asked to be trained as an
assassin, his face conveyed disgust, then slowly turned neutral. He
reluctantly took her in. As a girl, he feared she was never going to
be as much use of the boys, and eventually betray the Brotherhood.
However, in time, Elena showed she was a worthy student with natural
talent, the talent her brother taught her. Elena was strong as some of
her brothers, and her tongue was as sharp as her blade. She was not
popular at first, sexist jokes always flying passed her ears. She
brushed them off and in time, Elena grew on to her fellow brothers as
if they were her own blood. When Elena was 17 years old, she found her
dad and cut his throat, letting him bleed out. She has since trained
still and been sent out on numerous missions, that bloodthirsty flame
staying with her.
Mother: Adah Tristines
Father: Destin Tristines
Siblings:Adelia Tristines
Significant other: none
Pets: none
Home: Masyaf, within the walls of the Brotherhood.