Post by •Ezhdeha. ° »» on Mar 18, 2009 22:04:23 GMT -5
Name:
Avery abr Madaer
Age:
250
Race:
Elf
Allience:
Varden
Occupation:
Spy, assassin, guard, warrior, you name it. Anything to help the varden.
Appearance:
Avery abr Madaer stands a typical elf height, if not a little shorter then average. Her features are more softer and gentler then the razor sharp precise features of most elves in the elven world. Her voice does more then matches her features, a super soft sweet hymn. Her face is rounded, with shallow cheek bones, narrow jaw line, and a long red evenly thick upper and lower lip. Her blurry ocean green eyes are round with a thin straight set of eyebrows. Her skin glows a very peach colour, and delicately hazy. Her hair is cropped simply just at her shoulders, a gold blonde with soft curls waving down. Her body is very small and petite, with a small bust, waist, but hips as wide as her shoulders but slims down as it gets to her thighs. Despite her lack of size, because she has the blood of an elf, her strength averages around the strength of two fitty men. Although she could fight humans, one at a time, another bigger elf could easily win an arm wrestle. But she is fast and too sneaky for her own good, that’s the only reason she's still alive.
Personality:
Although her appearence is sweet, and her voice as soft and gentle as a five year old, except with no more emotion then a happy mermaid, she can't stand having that kind of personal. She can't stand being like the rest of the elven maids and being the goddess of femininity and staying at home doing sweet little girly stuff. Singing to plants, planting flowers, talking to animals, sewing clothing, making art with magic, its not enough for her. Her values go against making violence, which would explain her distaste for Galbatorix, but she's completely attached to stopping the fight. She likes having action, knowing secrets, and fighting for the lives of other people. She's very strong to her values too, and joined the Varden to make a difference.
Although her appearence still doesn't betray her personality, she is a happy sweet girl with a violent value.
History:
Her mother was a dragon rider, while her father just a average elven warrior. Her father joined Galbatorix's army, and her mother stayed as neutral as possible in this war. Avery was young by the time, too young to be told right away when both her parents disappeared in the death of war, but old enough to know her parents weren't getting along too well. She was taken care of by her blacksmith grandfather afterwards and taught the same as all the other people. Her grandmother taught her about the invention of puzzles, and tutored her on solving every kind of human, elven, and dwarf puzzle game out there to hone in her talent.
A few decades after her parent's death, she discovered a book with scrapes of paper with her mother's elegant scribbles. It told of everything, all the fights her mother had with her traitor lover and all. After demanding an explanation from her grandparents and discovering her parent's died in this war; she fled the elven forest.
She traveled alone for a few years, and decided to join the varden randomly. She passed the mind reading test, and joined the ranks of the rebels. She strayed away from her elven race, tried to get away from them and figure out stuff. She attended war strategy councils and read many books on puzzles.
When she's not with the Varden, she's somewhere guarding an important person, battling in wars, going on an assassination trip, or going in hiding to gather some information. It's easier for her to pretend to be human, because her ears aren’t as pointy as usual elves are, but they're still evenly pointed.
Avery abr Madaer
Age:
250
Race:
Elf
Allience:
Varden
Occupation:
Spy, assassin, guard, warrior, you name it. Anything to help the varden.
Appearance:
Avery abr Madaer stands a typical elf height, if not a little shorter then average. Her features are more softer and gentler then the razor sharp precise features of most elves in the elven world. Her voice does more then matches her features, a super soft sweet hymn. Her face is rounded, with shallow cheek bones, narrow jaw line, and a long red evenly thick upper and lower lip. Her blurry ocean green eyes are round with a thin straight set of eyebrows. Her skin glows a very peach colour, and delicately hazy. Her hair is cropped simply just at her shoulders, a gold blonde with soft curls waving down. Her body is very small and petite, with a small bust, waist, but hips as wide as her shoulders but slims down as it gets to her thighs. Despite her lack of size, because she has the blood of an elf, her strength averages around the strength of two fitty men. Although she could fight humans, one at a time, another bigger elf could easily win an arm wrestle. But she is fast and too sneaky for her own good, that’s the only reason she's still alive.
Personality:
Although her appearence is sweet, and her voice as soft and gentle as a five year old, except with no more emotion then a happy mermaid, she can't stand having that kind of personal. She can't stand being like the rest of the elven maids and being the goddess of femininity and staying at home doing sweet little girly stuff. Singing to plants, planting flowers, talking to animals, sewing clothing, making art with magic, its not enough for her. Her values go against making violence, which would explain her distaste for Galbatorix, but she's completely attached to stopping the fight. She likes having action, knowing secrets, and fighting for the lives of other people. She's very strong to her values too, and joined the Varden to make a difference.
Although her appearence still doesn't betray her personality, she is a happy sweet girl with a violent value.
History:
Her mother was a dragon rider, while her father just a average elven warrior. Her father joined Galbatorix's army, and her mother stayed as neutral as possible in this war. Avery was young by the time, too young to be told right away when both her parents disappeared in the death of war, but old enough to know her parents weren't getting along too well. She was taken care of by her blacksmith grandfather afterwards and taught the same as all the other people. Her grandmother taught her about the invention of puzzles, and tutored her on solving every kind of human, elven, and dwarf puzzle game out there to hone in her talent.
A few decades after her parent's death, she discovered a book with scrapes of paper with her mother's elegant scribbles. It told of everything, all the fights her mother had with her traitor lover and all. After demanding an explanation from her grandparents and discovering her parent's died in this war; she fled the elven forest.
She traveled alone for a few years, and decided to join the varden randomly. She passed the mind reading test, and joined the ranks of the rebels. She strayed away from her elven race, tried to get away from them and figure out stuff. She attended war strategy councils and read many books on puzzles.
When she's not with the Varden, she's somewhere guarding an important person, battling in wars, going on an assassination trip, or going in hiding to gather some information. It's easier for her to pretend to be human, because her ears aren’t as pointy as usual elves are, but they're still evenly pointed.
