<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/3DGirl18-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Runa Marti<br/>Age: 16 (human)<br/>Disability: behaving like a princess, patience (most of the time)<br/>Occupation: Tomboy Princess<br/>Powers: Swordplay, Minor healing<br/>Personality: fiesty, lively, kind, compassionate, strong, gentle, sweet, understanding, loyal<br/>Other: Is heir to the throne despite having three half brothers. She is the kings first born and their country dictates first born is heir to the throne regardless of gender.<br/><br/>Runa woke early that morning and took a long soak in her hot bath waters. Glad the pool where she bathed was fed through the underground hotspring and thus always at a constant state of perfect heat. Resting in the waters as she enjoyed the peace and quiet. Being heir to the throne was trying at times. She had fought long and hard to win chosing her own husband. The whole I'm heir to the throne and usually the male gets to chose. She had won out after awhile and that made her happy. She sat up and began washing her form. Cleaning herself off before stepping out of the water. Taking the towel and wrapped it around her waist. Walking into the bedroom and grabbed her clothing. (see avatar image) Doing her hair into a tight ponytail. She armed herself with her sword on her hip.<br/><br/>Leaving the room she began to walk down the hallway. She kind of wanted a kitten. A little cat to take care of. That would be nice. To have someone who would love her unconditionally. She sighed a bit as she was merely daydreaming. Maybe she could get a rare creature for a pet?<span style="font-style: italic">What was that sound?</span>A sound snapped her out of her thoughts. Someone was there. She had this sneaking feeling of danger. She whirled around. Her hand on her sword as she looked for the danger. She saw nothing but guards. Relaxing and began to walk again.<br/><br/>Suddenly something heavy hit her in the back of the head. She slowly crumpled towards the ground. Groaning as she fell silently to the ground. Her body going still yet she was still living based on the rising and falling of her chest. The rogue guard picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. Leaving the sword off to the side in the shadows. Walking out of the castle and into the still dark morning air. He handed the princess over to some shady men. They put her in a carriage delicately but firmly. Taking off into the distance and vanishing with dark laughter. They now had the high princess. Now they could use her for ransom as she was the king's favorite.<br/><br/>Runa lay limp inside the carriage and was blissfully unaware of her kidnapping. Had she been conscious she would have been fighting. Thus she would have ended up hurt because the men who were kidnapping her were not patient. She groaned as she stirred. Slowly waking to find herself tied up and laying on a bed. She looked around frantically. Where was she? Why did her head hurt so much. Ugh...it was pounding from the blow. She spotted a man but realized she was gagged when she went to scream. What the hell was going on??? She struggled and writhed around. The dark soldier laughing at her fightings. She soon wore herself out.