Description
Flowing, wavy hair falls to the chest of this
regal looking centaur woman with a green stalk
halfway sticking out of the corner of her mouth.
Her smooth, almond skin is adorned with a serpintine
patterned tattoo which wraps its way delicately
across her body. Somtimes the pattern looks plant,
sometimes it looks animalistic in nature, but it is
mesmerizing. Her whole body is superbly toned, but it
is her back legs that are truly impressive. She is
very beautiful and elegant, yet the size of her body
and look in her suggests an inevitability of danger.
Role
About a Girl
Added Fri Apr 1 19:48:27 2016 at level 47:
First of all it is pronounced Hamza, not Hamsah.
I have done all manner of things in my life so
far. I have learned of Thar-Eris and her Brother
from a dwarven defender, I have watched the mighty
battleragers fight with such vigor and strength
that I nearly wanted to dwell in a hut just to
learn their secrets in battle, but there is one problem.
I dont hate magic or lawmen. While I may find some
misguided, there is worth in all facets of life.
Even my call to balance and the Island never seemed
right because of this. How can I make enemies of those
I care about and find have worth. Well the simple answer
is that I cant. Thought I have been asked and questioned
nearly to death about my allegiences, there is only one
that I can whole-heartedly say that I could give this to, and
ironically it all started from the sound of my hooves on
the floor boards of the Inn of the Eternal Star. Perhaps
it is also that I am now a Master Historian that I feel
this call strongest, but mostly I cannot find any
who's worth I find paramount in Thera then Whildur,
Daphadee and Renize. My call is not one to duty, it is one
of company and character. I only hope that my character
is better than some of those who proceeded me and I
can perpetuate this throughout the lands.
Race to the Top
Added Sun Apr 3 03:07:14 2016 at level 51:
A warrior and bard into Maethien go
Bard named Hamza, the Warrior was Grundo
To get to the top they tempered their skills
through small, winged and Nightwalkers of other ills
Her songs filled the air with a beautiful ring
as pincers and pummels were unleashed as she sing
but just as the Giant was reaching the top
three large nightwalkers made the adventurers stop
The battle was long as the bard's voice grew hoarse
but she battled on, this half-woman, half-horse
the Giant's composure, steadfastness and strength
were turning the tide as he gained his last rank
But not to be topped, the intrepid, brave lass
wanted to continue whooping nightwalker ass
So onward, a hidden passage into
where not three but four night walkers grew
As blades dug into the nightwalkers sides
A new admiration and respect grew inside
this Giant and Centaur and unlikely pair
ripping and roaring threw a nightwalker lair
With one of the massive creatures left down in the dark
the most massive of all, the one to finish the bard's arc
the battle lasted more than half of a day
at times all thoughts of victory washed away
Finally through the slashing and singing
a new rhythm was found, now the fight they were bringing
the massive nightwalker wailed and roared
it bellowed and heaved until it was no more
As the battle was done, so was the Bard's training
Her years of fighting and brawling and singing
Not that her looking for a scrap would ever stop
This is The Tale of Grundo and Hamza; Race to the Top
Dancing through Life
Added Mon Apr 4 17:38:27 2016 at level 51:
Hamza has finally found a home with the Heralds at the
Inn of the Eternal Star, and started to pen missives for
people as the Eternal Star Scroll Co. She really wanted
to find somewhere to rest her head, and she didnt want
to be far from the Inn, so she found a nice place in the
rugged foothills and started to set up camp there with
the hopes of building a yurt or some structure. Maybe
even start a family some day, but that is just a dream.
She was orignally called to the Nexus because of her innate
call towards balance, but as she grew she met those of
worth throughout the lands. She found balance in helping
and befriending nearly everyone. She almost wanted to be
villager just to train and practice with the best and
perhaps become the best herself, but she doesn't hate magic.
Hamza likes things that fascinate and amaze her. So she
turned to her third passion which is movement and performance.
She hopes to go on great adventures reinact them by performing
them for other adventurers. He also hopes that the rhythmic
dancing she does can accompany her singing to where she can be
a feirce, dancing warrioress-bard beautiful to behold and dangerous
to betray.
A Heart Torn
Added Wed Apr 6 15:14:19 2016 at level 51:
I am torn. I am so happy being a Herald and enjoying
the wonders of life and performing for others, yet there
is another path that I want as well. I dont know what
to do. I want to be with Grundo, he makes me happy,
and I think that he feels the same way. He wants me to
join him in the village and refuse any future magic. Even
Sekope, the Drillmaster said he would support me in this,
oh what do I do? To choose Grundo would mean to abandon
my former life, and even make some friends into enemies.
Besides, can I chose a life of battle against magic for a
man, even if it is a strong, handsome giant like Grundo.
I have found balance in all aspects of my life accept one.
would throwing the rest off kilter help me truly reach
balance and oneness? No matter what I decide, this will
surely be one of the most important decisions of my life.
I pray that I dont make the wrong one.
Ahzan
Added Tue Apr 12 16:55:41 2016 at level 51:
Lost.... the sands.... they go on....
Time loses meaning.... mind loses thought...
but clarity.... a vision.... in the stars...
A terrible, yet beautiful Centaur warrior dances
about with lightning speed as she sings and jests
with a snigger and a wink. Her words bite the ears
of her foes but her staff... her staff whirls with
a lightning speed while hammering blow after blow
occassionally putting weight on the staff and leveraging
a vicious trampling of her rearing hooves. About her,
other shapes take form. Allies of all kinds surround
her and aid her in the battle. Spells, communes, songs
and blades electrify the air with the crispness of
all out war. The Centaur is alive. But suddenly the vision
changes, the songs begin to pain her allies and giant
axes begin to hack them to pieces. A giant among giants
is cutting down the Centaur's allies who are helpless
against their onslaught. The sheer might of the pair
make the very ground underfoot tremble, but the Centaur
looked dark. Solemn. Pained. The Centaur seems to
take notice of you now and her eyes freeze you in place
as the vision fades away to nothingness as you sucumb
to Ahzan.
The Deck of Fate
Added Wed Apr 13 17:12:29 2016 at level 51:
After my vision, I knew that I could only find happiness
through following my true artistic passion for motion
and adventure, and like a wonderous omen, Raltevio, the
Virtuoso graced me with his presence. We talked about ancient
lords of order and the mindless hive of drones who served him.
We even decided to go trapsing about in the Tower of Trothon.
Osdryn was able to join us for a time, but had to leave before
we assaulted the Drolem. The beast was mighty, but he
yielded his life to Renize and myself. And the Deck of Fate appeared.
Renize had told me about when she drew from the Deck. She
had drawn the Devil, and knew not what it meant. I had
suggested that perhaps she was to accompany Daphedee on her
walk into the Inferno. In the back of my mind my vision
would tug me back towards it. Towards the battle, the foe
in shadow.
Back at the Inn, we gathered a crowd to let the fates be
heard to the lands. Many showed up, it was some affair.
Raltevio, Renize, Aerafr, Osdryn, Balgrum, Daphedee all were there.
Balgrum, being braver than most said he would join me in drawing
joining our fates. Now would you believe that when I felt
deck in hand. I knew what card would fall into my hands.
As the devil appeared on the card in her hand, a dreadful
gaze attached itself to me. I wonder if it still sees me now?
This gaze from the depths of the Inferno made her vision from
Ahzan come fully into view.
It is clear I will dance with the Devil before my final days.
A Dragon, and an Ancient
Added Sun Apr 17 13:58:18 2016 at level 51:
Osdryn, Aerafr, Soty, Annku and myself went to the Red Dragon
and we had a very easy time of the place. It was fast work,
until it came time to leaving. I couldnt crawl out. I looked about
the whole place and couldnt find another exit. I bid my party goodbye
and set out for the very pinnacle of the pit. I prayed to the Gods
to have mercy on me, for not only cannot crawl out of the lair,
but I will never see the Tiamat as well as it required crawling.
With haste, the Ancient Emerald Oak appeared to me said he would
need something of me in order to set me free of the place. A song,
he said. Written about our kin, about Centaur, our battles and strifes.
He sent me to my friends and left with a flash, and I thought to myself
I shall write a grand tail about the origins of my people to library I ran.
The lyceum holds tome about this and about that, but nothing of worth
about Centaur in the whole bloody place!?! That just wouldn't do but
a song still needed writing. Since I'm a comedic singer, I thought,
I'll try comedic writing. So I set out to talk about the battles Centaur
face like not being able to crawl despite all our magesty and grace.
I hope the Lord appreciated my brevety and joke, but I still wanted
to learn more about the mysteries of my race. A mission I thought
to find the Lords temple. Transcribe the history and add it to the Lyceum.
Yurt
Added Sun Apr 17 14:04:29 2016 at level 51:
I have been thinking that, while I do love my camp, I am not going
to be young forever and a more permament structure, it might behoove
me to build. When taking into account the best stucture for me, I
can tell that a yurt will be a great open space for a Centaur like me.
So Im setting out to find some building items, it should be hard.
I guess for a time I might be a work-horse instead of a war-horse, but
if I can start it, hopefully some day, the by the Gods I will finish it.
In the Rugged Foothills it'd go, where the camp was before. When you've
when you can only go west because you cant go east anymore.
PK Wins
Mar 29, 2016|Lv 27|Outlying Villages|Orilzis vs 2: [32] Borumburu (100%, slash), [27] Hamza (0%)
Apr 4, 2016 |Lv 51|The Eastern Road|Caecilius vs 3: [51] Hamza (0%), [51] Sekope (37%, crush), [51] Llathe (62%)