Mel
03-28-06, 05:37 PM
Name: Melanie Cooper (Mel)
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Build: Slim
Eyes: One blue, one green
Hair: She tends to dye it, but original is blonde.
Appearance: He has a slim build, and is average height for a woman her age. Her skin is tanned from living on an island for most of her life. When she smiles, dimples appear at the corner of her mouth, giving her an attractive smile. The curves of her body seem to attract men whether she means to attract them or not. Also, he breasts are ample for a woman, and seem to also be a way of attracting the opposite sex.
Personality: She is gentle spirited, and rarely gets upset even if a normal person would already be yelling and screaming. She also seems to enjoy having a good time, and is not afraid to let loose, being 19 and all. On numerous occasions, her free spirited ways have gotten her into tight situations, which she seems to be able to avoid somehow. By looking at her, people tend to judge her as the dumb blond kind of person, however, behind her good looks she has intelligence, which makes her able to get what she wants so easily.
Weapons:
Oak Bow: This is the most popular weapons of her native island. They are curved like an Elvin bow, but they seem to be more flexible, and can pack more of a punch. In the hands of a skilled archer, this weapon can become more deadly then any sword or gun going. The shaft allows easy handling, and its size allows it to be stored easily. Most of the time Mel simply throws it over her shoulder for carrying. (30 oak arrows, with steel tips, raven feathers for flights.)
Iron Dagger: Carried incase things get up close and personal, usually kept in a sheath, attached to the inside of her leg, under her skirt. Small enough not to restrict movement or be noticed, but long enough to cause some serious damage.
Armor: None restricts movement.
Clothing:
Tight T-shirt, revealing her tight body and reveals ample cleavage.
Skirt: A skirt worn by most young woman from her island home. It is short, and reveals a lot of skin. It is flexible for movement, and is black.
Denim Jacket: A jacket she wears when it gets cold, or to cover up and look half descent amongst nobles. Offers no protection.
Skills:
Archery: She has rather good accuracy with her weapon of choice, the bow. She can hit targets from a fair distance with some accuracy. However, the further she gets, the less chance she has of hitting her mark, or she may miss the target completely. She can hit a target about 100 feet away with descent accuracy, anything past that; she tends to get sloppy and less accurate as it increases in distance.
Flirting: Whether this is a skill or not, it is one of Mel’s advantages. She knows how to talk to men and woman in order to lure them into giving her what she wants. She also can make men lust for her after just meeting her. This may develop into a more useful skill as she makes her self known in Althanas.
Spells: None, yet.
History: She grew up in an off coat island, of the continent Corone. Living a secluded life, she had no attachment to the outside world, other then the books that she could read in the school, and when a merchant would sail out to the island in order to make trades with the local trades’ people.
When she was around 16, she had a relationship with one of the local boys, which went bad. Feeling alone after being hurt, Mel shut herself up for days without end. Only coming out for brief times, and sitting on the beach looking out on the ocean. She wanted to go to the mainland so bad, and yet there was no way her people would let her, afraid she would lead trouble back to their island paradise. Feeling trapped, she merely watched her days go by, hoping that someday she would get the chance to go to the main land.
During one of the weeks that the merchants came to trade, Mel prepared to make her escape. Gathering her belongings, she prepared to sneak aboard one of the many ships that were docked long the coast. During the night, she snuck onto the closest vessel, hiding in the cargo area, she stowed away for the trip the Corone coast. Unsure what awaited her, she was sure it would be better then the island isolation she had been facing for the last 19 years of her life.
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Build: Slim
Eyes: One blue, one green
Hair: She tends to dye it, but original is blonde.
Appearance: He has a slim build, and is average height for a woman her age. Her skin is tanned from living on an island for most of her life. When she smiles, dimples appear at the corner of her mouth, giving her an attractive smile. The curves of her body seem to attract men whether she means to attract them or not. Also, he breasts are ample for a woman, and seem to also be a way of attracting the opposite sex.
Personality: She is gentle spirited, and rarely gets upset even if a normal person would already be yelling and screaming. She also seems to enjoy having a good time, and is not afraid to let loose, being 19 and all. On numerous occasions, her free spirited ways have gotten her into tight situations, which she seems to be able to avoid somehow. By looking at her, people tend to judge her as the dumb blond kind of person, however, behind her good looks she has intelligence, which makes her able to get what she wants so easily.
Weapons:
Oak Bow: This is the most popular weapons of her native island. They are curved like an Elvin bow, but they seem to be more flexible, and can pack more of a punch. In the hands of a skilled archer, this weapon can become more deadly then any sword or gun going. The shaft allows easy handling, and its size allows it to be stored easily. Most of the time Mel simply throws it over her shoulder for carrying. (30 oak arrows, with steel tips, raven feathers for flights.)
Iron Dagger: Carried incase things get up close and personal, usually kept in a sheath, attached to the inside of her leg, under her skirt. Small enough not to restrict movement or be noticed, but long enough to cause some serious damage.
Armor: None restricts movement.
Clothing:
Tight T-shirt, revealing her tight body and reveals ample cleavage.
Skirt: A skirt worn by most young woman from her island home. It is short, and reveals a lot of skin. It is flexible for movement, and is black.
Denim Jacket: A jacket she wears when it gets cold, or to cover up and look half descent amongst nobles. Offers no protection.
Skills:
Archery: She has rather good accuracy with her weapon of choice, the bow. She can hit targets from a fair distance with some accuracy. However, the further she gets, the less chance she has of hitting her mark, or she may miss the target completely. She can hit a target about 100 feet away with descent accuracy, anything past that; she tends to get sloppy and less accurate as it increases in distance.
Flirting: Whether this is a skill or not, it is one of Mel’s advantages. She knows how to talk to men and woman in order to lure them into giving her what she wants. She also can make men lust for her after just meeting her. This may develop into a more useful skill as she makes her self known in Althanas.
Spells: None, yet.
History: She grew up in an off coat island, of the continent Corone. Living a secluded life, she had no attachment to the outside world, other then the books that she could read in the school, and when a merchant would sail out to the island in order to make trades with the local trades’ people.
When she was around 16, she had a relationship with one of the local boys, which went bad. Feeling alone after being hurt, Mel shut herself up for days without end. Only coming out for brief times, and sitting on the beach looking out on the ocean. She wanted to go to the mainland so bad, and yet there was no way her people would let her, afraid she would lead trouble back to their island paradise. Feeling trapped, she merely watched her days go by, hoping that someday she would get the chance to go to the main land.
During one of the weeks that the merchants came to trade, Mel prepared to make her escape. Gathering her belongings, she prepared to sneak aboard one of the many ships that were docked long the coast. During the night, she snuck onto the closest vessel, hiding in the cargo area, she stowed away for the trip the Corone coast. Unsure what awaited her, she was sure it would be better then the island isolation she had been facing for the last 19 years of her life.