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12-11-08, 10:50 PM
Name: Azshira "Ah" Chevalier
Age: 15
Race:
Hair Color: Rusty red with a mass of turquoise coloring in the back, and smaller masses of it coming toward the front where it eventually thins out into a strand here and there.
Eye Color: It's hard to tell because her pupils are generally enlarged, so one would automatically assume they're black. But the little bit of iris that surrounds her pupil is orange.
Height:4 ft 9 in.
Weight: 109 lbs.
Occupation: Beggar child and traveler.
Personality: Ah isn't a timid girl, but refrains from using any form of speech if she can. She'll perform simple gestures in order to communicate with other people when desired, but also keeps this to a minimum. All those she has done services for, including delivering letters, think of her as being efficient. But they also think she's weird. She's aware of this and agrees completely.If she had friends of any sort they'd also say the same, and perhaps one thing more. " Ah is goodness", is what they'd say, or so Ah thinks. The reason for thinking so is because Ah on a regular basis does small good deeds throughout the day. She keeps track of her deeds in a small leather bound book. Overall Ah is a normal child, nice, sweet, and a bit of a pain.
Appearance:
History:
In a church devout to a holy pantheon, a prestige group of clerics were left in charge. Most of them consisted of elders. Once in a while a protege would show great promise and would get an offer to join them. One former protege in particular advanced himself enough to the point where he actually held the position of second in command. He sought the first rank, and greedily he eyed it. But he never took a hasty step, and wasted many, for he too eventually grew old.
The first rank did open up at a time. And eagerly did the man place a bid for the position. Only to his bitter dismay, was outbid by another man. His animosity was fired already but to learn the man wasn't even of the cloth, angered him to no extent. So from then fourth he began to follow a path of no return. His inner turmoil was great as he began to plot the demise of his fellow clerics, and the man who now held first rank. This other man was a plate wearer, a warrior of sorts. It took one a short time to actually figure out he was paladin.
Skills:
Equipment:
Familiars:
Still working on it.
Age: 15
Race:
Hair Color: Rusty red with a mass of turquoise coloring in the back, and smaller masses of it coming toward the front where it eventually thins out into a strand here and there.
Eye Color: It's hard to tell because her pupils are generally enlarged, so one would automatically assume they're black. But the little bit of iris that surrounds her pupil is orange.
Height:4 ft 9 in.
Weight: 109 lbs.
Occupation: Beggar child and traveler.
Personality: Ah isn't a timid girl, but refrains from using any form of speech if she can. She'll perform simple gestures in order to communicate with other people when desired, but also keeps this to a minimum. All those she has done services for, including delivering letters, think of her as being efficient. But they also think she's weird. She's aware of this and agrees completely.If she had friends of any sort they'd also say the same, and perhaps one thing more. " Ah is goodness", is what they'd say, or so Ah thinks. The reason for thinking so is because Ah on a regular basis does small good deeds throughout the day. She keeps track of her deeds in a small leather bound book. Overall Ah is a normal child, nice, sweet, and a bit of a pain.
Appearance:
History:
In a church devout to a holy pantheon, a prestige group of clerics were left in charge. Most of them consisted of elders. Once in a while a protege would show great promise and would get an offer to join them. One former protege in particular advanced himself enough to the point where he actually held the position of second in command. He sought the first rank, and greedily he eyed it. But he never took a hasty step, and wasted many, for he too eventually grew old.
The first rank did open up at a time. And eagerly did the man place a bid for the position. Only to his bitter dismay, was outbid by another man. His animosity was fired already but to learn the man wasn't even of the cloth, angered him to no extent. So from then fourth he began to follow a path of no return. His inner turmoil was great as he began to plot the demise of his fellow clerics, and the man who now held first rank. This other man was a plate wearer, a warrior of sorts. It took one a short time to actually figure out he was paladin.
Skills:
Equipment:
Familiars:
Still working on it.