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03-26-06, 01:36 AM
Name: Anathema Kastern
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 126 lbs.
Hair Color: Pale blonde
Eye Color: Light blue
Appearance:
Tall and rail-thin, Anathema likes to hide her wraith-like body beneath dark blue robes that effectively shroud her frame. Beneath them she wears a white tunic, denim trousers and rope sandals. Long pale hair hangs down to the middle of her back, and is most often kept tied back. With the exception of her icy eyes, her facial features are plain and unremarkable. A smile is seldom seen gracing her features.
Personality:
Anathema is quiet and focused, silently pursuing her goals with the force of a freight train. She was built upon a foundation of selfishness and prejudices, and it is reflected in the opinions that she keeps stubbornly, though she rarely voices them. She is the kind that works in the background and while some might think of her as a cancer, she sees herself as logical and realistic.
Weapons:
Willow bow
15 yew arrows with iron tips
Armor:
Iron breastplate
Leather bracers
Items:
Necklace of wooden beads - Value = 3 copper pieces
Small blue stone - NOT A GEM - No value
Skills:
Marksmanship - Anathema has reasonable marksmanship with bow and arrow. She can hit a still standing target to within eight inches of the mark she was aiming for. Moving targets can only be hit with a considerable amount of luck, or if they are moving incredibly slowly or towards her.
Falsity - It takes someone who is slightly empathetic to tell if Anathema is lying.
History:
Kast is a small town on Alerar's shores. Run down and all but a ghost town, it's people have a definate view on foreign relations - there are none. It's people are poor and struggling, living off the land and sea, dying off more quickly than they can cultivate newer generations. In this diminishing environment Anathema was born.
Early in life, she learned that there was just one thing that was true beyond all reason - the only person that's going to take care of you, is in fact, you. At 16, full of disgust for the place that she was raised, determined to become something more, she left in the night with only the clothes on her back. While she had no money, she bartered a place on a ship to Corone, paying in her maiden purity. With Radasanth ahead, the cost seemed minimal.
However, the big city was expensive, and a downward spiral was found when she couldn't get a job without an address or references, and she couldn't find a boarding house room to take her in without money. For four years she stole what she could and lived in what shelter she could find until the day that she met a knight. He fed her, bought her new clothes and taught her how to use a bow. Everything comes with a price, though, but his seemed to be a trifle. He asked her to join under his master's tutelage, and she would be cared for.
For two years she has enjoyed a place to live, food to eat and clothes to wear. She carries the "mark" of this lord with her, and yet she has been asked to do nothing in return. It is known, though, that such peace is hardly lasting.
((I know it's a little lean for a history, but I don't want to disclose too much about the lord or knight as their mystery is important for her first quest.))
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 126 lbs.
Hair Color: Pale blonde
Eye Color: Light blue
Appearance:
Tall and rail-thin, Anathema likes to hide her wraith-like body beneath dark blue robes that effectively shroud her frame. Beneath them she wears a white tunic, denim trousers and rope sandals. Long pale hair hangs down to the middle of her back, and is most often kept tied back. With the exception of her icy eyes, her facial features are plain and unremarkable. A smile is seldom seen gracing her features.
Personality:
Anathema is quiet and focused, silently pursuing her goals with the force of a freight train. She was built upon a foundation of selfishness and prejudices, and it is reflected in the opinions that she keeps stubbornly, though she rarely voices them. She is the kind that works in the background and while some might think of her as a cancer, she sees herself as logical and realistic.
Weapons:
Willow bow
15 yew arrows with iron tips
Armor:
Iron breastplate
Leather bracers
Items:
Necklace of wooden beads - Value = 3 copper pieces
Small blue stone - NOT A GEM - No value
Skills:
Marksmanship - Anathema has reasonable marksmanship with bow and arrow. She can hit a still standing target to within eight inches of the mark she was aiming for. Moving targets can only be hit with a considerable amount of luck, or if they are moving incredibly slowly or towards her.
Falsity - It takes someone who is slightly empathetic to tell if Anathema is lying.
History:
Kast is a small town on Alerar's shores. Run down and all but a ghost town, it's people have a definate view on foreign relations - there are none. It's people are poor and struggling, living off the land and sea, dying off more quickly than they can cultivate newer generations. In this diminishing environment Anathema was born.
Early in life, she learned that there was just one thing that was true beyond all reason - the only person that's going to take care of you, is in fact, you. At 16, full of disgust for the place that she was raised, determined to become something more, she left in the night with only the clothes on her back. While she had no money, she bartered a place on a ship to Corone, paying in her maiden purity. With Radasanth ahead, the cost seemed minimal.
However, the big city was expensive, and a downward spiral was found when she couldn't get a job without an address or references, and she couldn't find a boarding house room to take her in without money. For four years she stole what she could and lived in what shelter she could find until the day that she met a knight. He fed her, bought her new clothes and taught her how to use a bow. Everything comes with a price, though, but his seemed to be a trifle. He asked her to join under his master's tutelage, and she would be cared for.
For two years she has enjoyed a place to live, food to eat and clothes to wear. She carries the "mark" of this lord with her, and yet she has been asked to do nothing in return. It is known, though, that such peace is hardly lasting.
((I know it's a little lean for a history, but I don't want to disclose too much about the lord or knight as their mystery is important for her first quest.))