Rhianna Hecat (WIP)

[colleen]

Rhianna Krisanthi Hecat


cold ~ wise ~ mysterious

BACK TO BASICS ' '

Full Name: Rhianna Krisanthi Hecat
Significance of Name: Rhianna is a Welsh name meaning "goddess, witch, nymph." Krisanthi is a name of Greek origin, and Hecat is an alternate, archaic spelling of the original goddess's name.
Nickname(s): None
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Orientation: Heterosexual
Grade: 1st year College
Celeb you're using: Eva Green
Deity: Hecate - Greek
Title of your deity: Goddess of Witchcraft, Childbirth, and Crossroads

STRIKE A POSE ' '

Physical Appearance: Rhianna possesses a beauty of the dark, exotic variety, not fitting into any modern molds. Her dark hair falls to her shoulders, framing a narrow, angular face. Hazel eyes are narrow and almond-shaped, usually bearing a look of cold, calculating judgement. They also possess a sense of deep wisdom, as if all the secrets of the universe are locked within her soul. While not particularly tall or threatening in size, she does strike an intimidating figure, her aura more than her actual appearance giving people pause.

Her style is quite simple; Rhianna isn't fond of anything particularly trendy or flashy. Neutral and earthy colors make up her entire wardrobe, and most everything she owns is loose and flowing. She's not one to get particularly dressed up, though most would find her appearance more put together and elegant than is really necessary for day-to-day life. She owns but a few pair of jeans, preferring skirts and dresses that nearly brush the floor. People also tend to remember Rhianna by the tattoos she bears; a Celtic cross on her right wrist, and a pentagram on her left shoulder.

LET'S GET TO KNOW YOU BETTER ' '

Personality Description: At least 2 - 3 nice detailed paragraphs

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Power/Ability: Witchcraft

WELCOME TO MY LIFE ' '

Place of Origin: Wales
History:
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Remember Pantheon Finds you, never the other way around

CONNECTION TO THE MYTH ' '

In this section, tell the similarities of your character to the god your character's based on. You can use bullets to make them as points.

ROLEPLAYING SAMPLE ' '

Hecate turned around almost disinterestedly as she heard Eros's voice behind her, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. This was just the sort of encounter she wanted to avoid. But, it seemed the fates had other plans for her, and threw the one God she wanted to stay away from right in her face. Eros was known for his lustful ways, much like his mother. He had his sights set on just about any female he came across, no matter whether or not they rebuffed him. It was almost pitiful. "Don't worry your pretty head over it," she commented dryly, crossing her arms over her chest. She wasn't in the mood to deal with him, not tonight when she was already frustrated and a headache was beginning to rage.

But, getting rid of him was never that easy. He was stubborn as a bull and about as thick-headed. It wouldn't matter what she said, if he was set on wooing her, or whatever it was he did, he wouldn't leave unless she gave in or threw him out. And even then, the latter was questionable. She'd not been the object of his pursuits yet, but had heard enough from other Goddesses (and seen enough of Psyche) to know that he was relentless in them. Honestly, though, she'd be damned if she would give in to the sexual demands of someone young enough to be her grandson. She'd be about the only one who wouldn't, though. Hecate couldn't give much credit to her relatives and their morality. If someone offered, they'd accept, no questions asked.

"I don't see where my worries are any of your concern, young one," she added as an afterthought, hoping he'd take the hint. She didn't count on it, however. It'd be like hoping that one day Narcissus would talk about someone other than himself. It wasn't likely to happen. Turning away again, Hecate continued to rub her temple, wishing the damned headache would go away. It was irritating, like a swarm of flies buzzing around her head. It was distracting, and she couldn't think straight. Not being able to reason clearly bothered her greatly, particularly in a situation like this, where she needed to be able to think. If this got any worse, and this boy kept persisting, lord knows what would happen.

BEHIND THE SCENE ' '

Your name: Colleen
Age: 19
How long have you been RPing? About 6 or 7 years
Where/How did you find us? Ad on Caution