Showing posts with label Tamoko. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tamoko. Show all posts
Current Character Description - Tamoko
The smooth silk of Tamoko's black pyjamas hiss slightly as she walks, sending goosebumps up her thin arms. She is a small woman, not even five feet tall, with the smooth skin of a pampered lady and the strength of a berserker. Her hair is the colour of jet, as black as shadows themselves. Her eyes are quite feline in their shape, an emerald green in colour, defining her oriental background. She moves with calculated purpose and nimble agility. Her feet are covered with what resemble something of a ballet slipper. She resembles a being barely older then a child, yet the glimmer in her eyes suggests she has been around longer then her appearence would imply.
Return of the Shadows
It had been years since she had left her homeland, Kozakura. For the last few winters she had been a resident of Baulders Gate, that was until Her lover had left her for dead, in favour of another woman who was more inclined to believe him capable of elevating himself to godhood, Tamoko however just thought him mad.
It didn't pain her anymore to think back over it, she was disciplined, focused and determined. Sitting in the dimly lit room she had rented in some run down Inn called the Yawning Portal, she looked down at her crossed legs, the silk pants she wore clinging to her small legs as she exhaled deeply and closed her eyes in meditation.
The moon outside now had risen to the center of the sky, high over head, a shining beam of light filtering in between the barely parted curtain in the window. No candle light illuminated the room, the only noise to be heard the quiet shallow breathing of Tamoko.
Tamoko felt the approach before she saw it, a heavy shadow falling across her back and shoulder, its presence bearing down on her conciousness and disrupted her meditation. Flinging out with her arms Tamoko grabbed out to grab the being and her fingers trailed through it, grabbing hold of the beings cloak she flung it over her shoulders to crash into the wall in front of her and watched it disspear in what appeared to be a puff of smoke.The shadows had returned for her.
Standing from the bed, Tamako landed to the floor with deft silence and crossed to the other side of the small room, lighting a single candle, it doing little to cast away the shadows. She knew she would never be free of the death he had cast her into all those years ago and since the change of the realms and the disbanding of most of the churches and clans that used to run the cities, Tamoko was not sure where she would now find an ally.
It didn't pain her anymore to think back over it, she was disciplined, focused and determined. Sitting in the dimly lit room she had rented in some run down Inn called the Yawning Portal, she looked down at her crossed legs, the silk pants she wore clinging to her small legs as she exhaled deeply and closed her eyes in meditation.
The moon outside now had risen to the center of the sky, high over head, a shining beam of light filtering in between the barely parted curtain in the window. No candle light illuminated the room, the only noise to be heard the quiet shallow breathing of Tamoko.
Tamoko felt the approach before she saw it, a heavy shadow falling across her back and shoulder, its presence bearing down on her conciousness and disrupted her meditation. Flinging out with her arms Tamoko grabbed out to grab the being and her fingers trailed through it, grabbing hold of the beings cloak she flung it over her shoulders to crash into the wall in front of her and watched it disspear in what appeared to be a puff of smoke.The shadows had returned for her.
Standing from the bed, Tamako landed to the floor with deft silence and crossed to the other side of the small room, lighting a single candle, it doing little to cast away the shadows. She knew she would never be free of the death he had cast her into all those years ago and since the change of the realms and the disbanding of most of the churches and clans that used to run the cities, Tamoko was not sure where she would now find an ally.
A strange feeling, A strange city
She approached silently, the hiss of the air itself would have made more noise then her silk pants at this time. She could be silent, she could be brutal. She would be. She saw the nape of the womans neck, so slender, the heart pumping blood, causing the neck to pulse. She was so close, It would be over in secconds. She was a killer. This was her element. Her hand outstretched... 'Tamoko! STOP! ' The call split the air. Sitting bolt upright in the dark room, Tamoko slid from the silk sheets, the room was luxurious, it was as she had left it, no one was here so who called out to her? Crossing to the window Tamoko drew back the heavy drapes and peered down into the street below. This was a strange city, she had been here but a few hours and already she carried with her ill feelings. Something about this job didn't bode well for her. Stepping away from the curtains, the molten silver glow in the room plunged back into heavy shadows and she flopped back onto the bed, her silk pyjamas hissing against the silk of the sheets and closed her eyes, trying to meditate, regain her focus. Within moments of closing her eyes a face filled her mental eye, she watched it long in silent observation. She had only been given the briefest description of this man, yet his face filled her mind constantly. White murkey eyes stared at her intently from beneath a crimson hood, grey skin covered him. The shadows that flitted about him made Tamoko interested. He was odd this man indeed, it was time Tamoko sought him out, so she could get the hell out of this strange city.
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