Post by Sour Kangaroo on Mar 5, 2010 12:51:58 GMT -6
Finished it. 
Name: Rina'ong (Full name is Rina'ong Tomp'ampi)
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Description:
2.62 metres tall, or 8'6" tall. On the occasions he wears facepaint, it is white. Starting from the temples, the design goes down over the cheeks in a J shape and curls up to end under the eyes. Three straight lines go down from his bottom lip to his chin. A similar design is painted onto his chest, the "J"s starting at the chest clavicles and curling down to the navel (or...where the navel would be... I'm not actually sure if Na'vi have bellybuttons. xD) And the three lines start beneath that and end at the top of the genital covering.
His skin is a darker blue than the average Na'vi's skin from being born in a sub-arctic region, where the colour makes it easier to absorb heat. His brunette hair is pulled back into two braids half the length of his queue and hang on either side of the queue braid. Across his chest and abdomen (right shoulder to left hip) is a long, four-clawed scar that is pale compared to the rest of his skin.
Personality: He is naturally curious and questioning. The thing he values most is knowledge and Pandora. While wanting to know everything about everything, he also appreciates that some things should be left unknown, known only to Eywa. At the moment, he currently is fascinated with the sky people/humans. He is a very kind-hearted soul. I'm not sure if there's a single mean bone in his body. He is also trusting to a fault, trusting the humans as soon as he heard about them. He wants to know more about them and would probably believe whatever was told to him, even if he was told that they were gods and their planet was paradise. (well, maybe not that gullible, but you get the idea. xD)
He is also playful and loves jokes, and is quite childish for his age.
Clan: Once belonged to a small, sub-arctic clan. Took his own initiative to become a traveler to teach all who needed a teacher.
Rank: Traveling Karyu
Weapon of choice: Bolas.
Creature/Pet: Stingbat he simply calls Tsmukan, or brother.
Mother: Menhao, a hunter.
Father: Txìnopo, a scout.
Siblings?: Rol'ìheyu, male, seer.
Mate?: N/A
Offspring?: N/A
History: Rina'ong grew up in a cold, harsh region of Pandora. His clan's focus was on hunting and protecting themselves from the dangers of freezing to death or getting attacked by an arctic creature. There was only one teacher in his clan growing up, an elderly Na'vi who had the task of teaching every child in the clan. But the teacher mostly taught how to hunt and protect oneself and the clan. This did not satisfy Rina'ong's natural curiosity and thirst for knowledge. Between his chores of helping other clan members he began to venture out and do his own research. he wanted to know more about the world than just hunting and protecting.
This curiosity led to him doing some stupid things just for the sake of knowledge. The scar across his chest, for example, was earned when he went dangerously close to an arctic thanator for study. But it was knowledge nonetheless, and he was happy to take the blow to learn. He spread his knowledge to the rest of the clan. After a few years of collecting knowledge, he realized that there was a whole other planet to study and teach others about. He left his clan to do so, teaching to all those who seek knowledge.
He still misses his clan terribly, though.
Name: Rina'ong (Full name is Rina'ong Tomp'ampi)
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Description:
2.62 metres tall, or 8'6" tall. On the occasions he wears facepaint, it is white. Starting from the temples, the design goes down over the cheeks in a J shape and curls up to end under the eyes. Three straight lines go down from his bottom lip to his chin. A similar design is painted onto his chest, the "J"s starting at the chest clavicles and curling down to the navel (or...where the navel would be... I'm not actually sure if Na'vi have bellybuttons. xD) And the three lines start beneath that and end at the top of the genital covering.
His skin is a darker blue than the average Na'vi's skin from being born in a sub-arctic region, where the colour makes it easier to absorb heat. His brunette hair is pulled back into two braids half the length of his queue and hang on either side of the queue braid. Across his chest and abdomen (right shoulder to left hip) is a long, four-clawed scar that is pale compared to the rest of his skin.
Personality: He is naturally curious and questioning. The thing he values most is knowledge and Pandora. While wanting to know everything about everything, he also appreciates that some things should be left unknown, known only to Eywa. At the moment, he currently is fascinated with the sky people/humans. He is a very kind-hearted soul. I'm not sure if there's a single mean bone in his body. He is also trusting to a fault, trusting the humans as soon as he heard about them. He wants to know more about them and would probably believe whatever was told to him, even if he was told that they were gods and their planet was paradise. (well, maybe not that gullible, but you get the idea. xD)
He is also playful and loves jokes, and is quite childish for his age.
Clan: Once belonged to a small, sub-arctic clan. Took his own initiative to become a traveler to teach all who needed a teacher.
Rank: Traveling Karyu
Weapon of choice: Bolas.
Creature/Pet: Stingbat he simply calls Tsmukan, or brother.
Mother: Menhao, a hunter.
Father: Txìnopo, a scout.
Siblings?: Rol'ìheyu, male, seer.
Mate?: N/A
Offspring?: N/A
History: Rina'ong grew up in a cold, harsh region of Pandora. His clan's focus was on hunting and protecting themselves from the dangers of freezing to death or getting attacked by an arctic creature. There was only one teacher in his clan growing up, an elderly Na'vi who had the task of teaching every child in the clan. But the teacher mostly taught how to hunt and protect oneself and the clan. This did not satisfy Rina'ong's natural curiosity and thirst for knowledge. Between his chores of helping other clan members he began to venture out and do his own research. he wanted to know more about the world than just hunting and protecting.
This curiosity led to him doing some stupid things just for the sake of knowledge. The scar across his chest, for example, was earned when he went dangerously close to an arctic thanator for study. But it was knowledge nonetheless, and he was happy to take the blow to learn. He spread his knowledge to the rest of the clan. After a few years of collecting knowledge, he realized that there was a whole other planet to study and teach others about. He left his clan to do so, teaching to all those who seek knowledge.
He still misses his clan terribly, though.
