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Autumn
Mar 11, 2009 17:19:04 GMT -5
Post by renea on Mar 11, 2009 17:19:04 GMT -5
Name: Autumn Age: 17 Race: Human
Appearance: Autumn has a beautiful completion and a beautiful form of body. She has beautiful steel blue eyes that seem to keep her emotions from most people she is around. Her face has no marks of flaw on them at all, her eyes are normal narrowed, since she does not show any form of emotion through them, she does not want others to think she is kind or anything. Her teeth are well cared for, and as white as they can get. Her shoulders are squared, showing her ears of working. Her arms are strong, showing the muscles she does posses, but they are female muscle, so most do not think she has much. Her torso is small, even her breast are small compared to most women, but she does not care, for she has a small body, but is rather tall. In all she is about 135lbs and 5'9" tall. Her hips are curved with her body, but most men do not look at her at all, since most do not find her small body and tallness very attractive.
She does not wear anything women would wear, since most people see her with a pair of leggings that are skin tight and a tunic that is also skin tight on her body. Her arms are normal covered by a leather kind of sleeve to protect her from bow strings but also because of scars on both her arms. The sleeve connect to her leather tunic by strings, but it looks like it is part of the tunic when it is tied together. She always wear a pair of brown leather boots for working, running, or just about anything, along with a full length cloak that she travels in.
She moves quickly, with little grace or care, but she can be careful with her movements when she fights. She moves with quickness either with her bow or her sword, which she keeps on her belt most the time. She wears her bow on her shoulder and the quiver on her back. When she fights, her mind is only on the fight, and not only that, that is all she can think about. She will kill until she is killed, bring her movements gracefully when fighting, like she is dancing with a sword. Some people who see her say she is part Elf, but she is not at all.
Personality: She is a difficult person to understand completely. She was born to a wonderful father, her mother dying when she was young. She was raised to be a caring person and that is how She is to some people. She is loving to her friends and is protecting to her family and friends. She is a hard worker and she tries not to be selfish. She loves her life and the beings that are part of it.
However, after her father's murder her heart seemed to harden and she became cold and very different. She chose to trust no one, not even the people of the town she grew up in. She was called a thief before the death of her father, but now she did not care what they called her, for her heart wanted nothing more then revenge. She became someone who did not like to be around people and chose to move to Therinsford where she could live with no one to bother me. She is very protective of herself and when she meets someone she show that she does not want to get to know someone. She does not give her trust to many, but if she get the trust of someone she will protect that person, but she will still not trust them.
History: Autumn was born in Furnost to a wonderful mother and father. They lived on a large farm, where they got everything they needed. Her father had planed to have a large family, with lots of daughters and sons to carry on there work he had started. Autumn had no brothers or sisters, because when she was just a few months old, her mother died of a sickness that no one could find anywhere else, and she was left with her heart broken father and a farm she would have to help take care of.
Her father raised her well, taking her into the work when she grew old enough. She started training horses to help her father sell, gardening while he was working the animals, and keeping the house clean so guest could come in and visit. She was more then willing to help her father. As a gift for working hard, her father gave her a frisian stallion when she was twelve years old. She took the stallion and trained him as best she could.
When she turned the age of 15, the town they lived near started calling her father a thief and said he stole the animals he raised. Her father did not fight back, for he knew they just wanted him to do something stupid to get him in trouble. Autumn grew angry, but she followed her father's lead and did nothing. As the weeks wore on, she went on her normal hunting trip, taking her horse and heading into the forest not far from the town. She was gone for a little over a week, but when she arrives home, horror took her features as she saw her yard was ransacked, the animals was grazing on the yard and fields and her father's body was in the pathway to her home. Fury took her and she went to the town to find the men who had done this, but they had gone to another town. She went home, captured the animals and placed them in the barn for temporary storing. She waited a few days and then headed to the town and found the men, killing them with the daggers that belonged to her mother and when her mother had been alive.
After she had killed the men, she returned home and left her home. She gathered her things and headed north, with three cows and one bull. She had three other horses, all three mares and then her frisian. She had two mares pull a wagon and had the third being pulled behind along with the cattle. She placed chickens in the wagon along with her other belongs that she treasured. She head to Therinsford where she made her home.
Roleplaying example: From lethrblaka.proboards102.com/index.cgi
Night had fallen on the green land below the heavens. Trees hid the mysteries of the night, keeping the prey from seeing the hunter. The streams were now like black poison that crept over the land slowly in the, guided by the moon that lead them deeper south towards the sea in which they would one day be free of. The deer crept from hiding, eager to drink the water that looked like black poison. The deer were careful, not wanting to get eaten by the hunters of the night. The creepy-crawlies moved about the forest floor searching for anything small enough to eat. The land was alive, even as darkness over took it.
The sound of a steady thump went through the air, each movement was loud in my ears as I felt the movement under me. My hood was on my back, the cloak wrapped around my shoulders as I looked towards the land. Strapped to the saddle, the large Burgundy dragon wore was a sword, in which, a gem was fitted into the pommel, my hand only inches from it as I held onto the spike on the dragon. I let the clock fly out behind me, but my arms shook from the chill of the night and I felt like leaning over and taking my mind off of what I was planning on doing. I needed to get to Surda, because I knew I would be safe there. I looked at my sword, the red gem shimmering at me as I ran her hand over it gently. I let out a sigh and looked ahead.
What bothers you, My sister? His deep voice boomed in my ears as we flew, but it was not in my ears, but my mind. His present was always there, always keeping me calm unless we were far apart, which seemed to be never. I let my mind go back to the home I had once had, where it was warm inside the house. I let the pictures float to his mine, knowing he would understand. I had been gone so long, but still, I missed the home in which I loved, where I had a soft bed to lay on. He chuckled as it showed my room, the sound making me shake.
What do you laugh at? I felt him laugh deep in his chest again, a puff of smoke coming from his nostrils as he flew on, going down a little to see through the clouds. I looked down past him, seeing no lights, but the shimmer of the moon light on a small, very small, lake that was in a fenced off area. I knew it was made by man, because I soon saw a house where smoke came from the chimney and a light was on. We better get a little higher and then you can tell me what you laugh at brother. My warning was not ignored, he got higher into the clouds and hid, then sent a picture through my head of me laying on his side, in which I had a light blanket. I smiled and nodded. Your right, but I still miss my home. I felt a emotion of pity from him a little.
I know my sister, now get some rest, I will watch after you, but you need to try and rest. I nodded at his words and leaned over in the saddle, tightening my leg straps and then finding a comfortable spot on his neck from where I set in the saddle and wrapped my arms around him. I could feel his steady beat and let it put me to sleep with ease.
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Autumn
Mar 11, 2009 18:51:38 GMT -5
Post by Angmor on Mar 11, 2009 18:51:38 GMT -5
Accepted!
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