Echolta Somber - *Angel*

[echoltasomber]

Playby: Cintia Dicker

Name: Echolta Somber

Age: Ancient / twentyish

Sex: Female

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Species: Angel

Physical Description: Echo is a stunning creature slim and toned standing at an impressive 5 9'' she tends to hover above her female counterparts. She was blessed with natural red orange hair accompanied by an array of deceivingly innocent looking freckles. Her eyes are a deep icy blue. The markings of her wings are visible covering the entirety of her back. She has no bellybutton like all angels. Her angelic marking is just below her Left breast.

Attitude: There are many layers to Echolta on one hand she is a strong noble warrior but on the other she is a pure innocent and insatiably curious spirit. It is as if The Warrior Echo and the angelic Echo were two different people entirely. In battle she is as cold as ice with fierce eyes set on one thing, the enemy. But out of combat you wouldn’t belief that this sweet creature could hurt a living soul, despite her age she can sometimes come off with a naive air to her as if she is seeing things for the first time.
Abilities:
Echo still maintains most of her angelic abilities. She is also very skilled in combat and before coming to earth she was an exalted warrior. Like most Angels she is extremely susceptible to holy fire. She has never been the best healer, broken bones and stab wounds being about the extent of her abilities. She has trouble sleeping and as such is not always in her top condition. Her heaven forged weapon is a pair of butterfly swords in which she is extremely proficient with.

History: Echolta Somber was a warrior, a disciple of battle, cutting down the enemy as if they were stalks of wheat. But this goes against the very nature of an angel, to kill so brutally without mercy or prisoner. Perhaps that is the reason she snapped. It was a bloody rampage leaving behind a field of Demon corpses. When she awoke from her daze in the midst of the battlefield soaked in the blood of the enemy Echolta knew what she had done, what this holy war had made of her. She was not an instrument for peace but instead for murder. She knew the only way she could ever stop killing was to cast herself to earth, as far away from the war as she could get.

Echo had visited earth once before long ago when the war had just begun but now it seemed like a completely different realm. She came to escape death but it had become an epidemic in this land. ' It was in the midst of this waste that she found an oasis, New Vegas. It wasn’t difficult to become acclimated to the city as it seemed a breeding ground for a cacophony of different species. It was here that Echolta made her new home and a new calling, as a for hire bodyguard.

Echo works by a set of strict rules, as does every good professional. She won’t kill anyone, ever. She chooses her clients, very specifically, no killers, no evil beings. She owns a small flat in the burrow as well as a small store on the outskirts of New Vegas that she works out of.

Rule Code Word:Elek is made of awesome

Species Code Word: Exhalted

Clarification Code Word:firefly.

Citizens Laws and Vampire Laws Code Words: Code word for this section is vampires do not. Code words for this section is attack innocent humans.

Rp Sample: Buying groceries was such a mundane thing to do; it seemed so below benevolent creatures such as angels. Yet Echolta had found it rather interesting she enjoyed grabbing glances at the other patrons and their choices of foods and products. You could tell a lot about someone by the way they shop. Echo for example started with the bare necessities such as bread, milk, cheese, and meat. And then with the rest of the money she would buy such luxuries as cookies, ice-cream, chocolates, and pineapple juice. With all this information one could derive that she lived alone, Had fair common sense, as well as a child’s food palate. She was practical yet spontaneous and fun.

After the grocery store she had two more places she had to stop by, first a clothing store a few blocks away to pick up a new pair of pants, she had just ruined her favorite pair the day before while doing a job. She had jumped in front of her client blocking a shot, although it was just a paintball. Being so tall made it hard for her to find proper clothing everything seemed a bit to short on her so she had to have all her pants custom tailored. It was a bit expensive but after years in the waste wearing nothing but rags there was almost no price she wouldn’t pay. After picking up the pants she would finish her last errand of the day. Visiting Roscoe, one of her business associates. He had another job for her, he hadn’t given any details in the note he had sent over that morning just “UREGENT BUISNESS.” But Echolta knew how to read between the lines. It seemed that she had been busier then ever the last few days it seemed allot of people needed protecting.

[Marcel Chevalier]