Name: Ruari Alabaster
Race: Chaktawe x Human Mixed Blood
Sex: Female
Date of Birth: 17th Autumn 492AV
Age: 23 years
Birthplace: Alvadas
Occupation: Actress, earning 6gm/day
Language Spoken:
Race: Chaktawe x Human Mixed Blood
Sex: Female
Date of Birth: 17th Autumn 492AV
Age: 23 years
Birthplace: Alvadas
Occupation: Actress, earning 6gm/day
Language Spoken:
Common, fluent
Ruari’s paternity is made obvious by her strangest and most noticeable of physical traits: her black eyes. Appearing to lack both iris and pupil, as well as being completely devoid of all colour, a person might presume that the woman is blind. She is not, however, and her eyes function perfectly normally. Her father was simply Chaktawe, a member of the curious desert race whose eyes appear to be bottomless pits of blackness.
It is her heritage that also explains Ruari’s warm, copper skin tone, which instantly arouses thoughts of the desert and intense heat. Likewise her wiry frame, so tall and gangly, is also a testament to the man who sired her. Indeed, her legs seem an inch or two too long for the rest of her body, giving her an almost clumsy appearance similar to a baby deer. By looking at her, one might conjure images of a tall delicate desert flower, one that needs to be tended carefully and dutifully to avoid damage or disease.
Dark hair, tinted with streaks of fair gold, comes to rest at the base of her shoulder blades. Any longer and she grows irritated by her locks as they fall into her face, so the woman cuts at them bluntly with a knife until she is once again content with their manageability. The rest of her wardrobe and style is equally utilitarian: simple shirts, plain britches, plain gold rings worn on her ear lobes. She is a woman who functions best without farce and faff, opting instead for simple and clean living.
Her jaw is often locked in concentration, mild irritation, or a combination of the two. Her eyes, in their blackness, lose some of the emotionality found in most other races -- but still glint with playfulness and humour when the mood suits. Acquaintances will often describe the woman as mild, reserved. It comes as quite a surprise, then, when they learn of her occupation.
It is her heritage that also explains Ruari’s warm, copper skin tone, which instantly arouses thoughts of the desert and intense heat. Likewise her wiry frame, so tall and gangly, is also a testament to the man who sired her. Indeed, her legs seem an inch or two too long for the rest of her body, giving her an almost clumsy appearance similar to a baby deer. By looking at her, one might conjure images of a tall delicate desert flower, one that needs to be tended carefully and dutifully to avoid damage or disease.
Dark hair, tinted with streaks of fair gold, comes to rest at the base of her shoulder blades. Any longer and she grows irritated by her locks as they fall into her face, so the woman cuts at them bluntly with a knife until she is once again content with their manageability. The rest of her wardrobe and style is equally utilitarian: simple shirts, plain britches, plain gold rings worn on her ear lobes. She is a woman who functions best without farce and faff, opting instead for simple and clean living.
Her jaw is often locked in concentration, mild irritation, or a combination of the two. Her eyes, in their blackness, lose some of the emotionality found in most other races -- but still glint with playfulness and humour when the mood suits. Acquaintances will often describe the woman as mild, reserved. It comes as quite a surprise, then, when they learn of her occupation.
Ruari regards herself as something of a dichotomy. She is calm, collected and sensible when wandering the streets Alvadas in her spare time. It is not that she is shy. Quite the opposite, in fact; her quietness and subdued nature comes across as somewhat haughty and aloof.
Her behaviour completely alters on stage, and when in the company of other actors and performers. She becomes exuberant, lively and spirited, the life of the party. It is a bizarre thing to witness, this transformation that occurs simply by walking through a door or onto a raised platform.
It would be all too easy to medicate this odd behaviour, to attach diagnoses and clinical descriptions to her actions. But they are all calculated and planned. Knowing the competitive nature of other performers, and how easily it can be to slide out of the spotlight, Ruari is well aware that she needs to stand out, to make herself known.
Though some might regard this tactic as strange at best and desperate at worse, Ruari’s arrogance and conceitedness makes the woman believe that her genius is beyond the recognition and realisation of others. Yes, she regards herself as mentally and cognitively above those around her. Not that she was particularly well schooled, rather that she simply has a deep faith in herself over and above that which she holds for others. Surely nobody else could be on her level of thinking – and so her ruse, her alternative personas, are safe.
There is another reason for her dichotomous nature, beyond occupational self-preservation. Having grown up in Alvadas, Ruari has developed a deep respect and worship for Ionu. Her choice of occupation is in part thanks to her faith; acting and performing is all about creating illusions that stray from reality. Her dichotomous personality is yet another constructed illusion that she uses to pay homage to her favoured God.
Her behaviour completely alters on stage, and when in the company of other actors and performers. She becomes exuberant, lively and spirited, the life of the party. It is a bizarre thing to witness, this transformation that occurs simply by walking through a door or onto a raised platform.
It would be all too easy to medicate this odd behaviour, to attach diagnoses and clinical descriptions to her actions. But they are all calculated and planned. Knowing the competitive nature of other performers, and how easily it can be to slide out of the spotlight, Ruari is well aware that she needs to stand out, to make herself known.
Though some might regard this tactic as strange at best and desperate at worse, Ruari’s arrogance and conceitedness makes the woman believe that her genius is beyond the recognition and realisation of others. Yes, she regards herself as mentally and cognitively above those around her. Not that she was particularly well schooled, rather that she simply has a deep faith in herself over and above that which she holds for others. Surely nobody else could be on her level of thinking – and so her ruse, her alternative personas, are safe.
There is another reason for her dichotomous nature, beyond occupational self-preservation. Having grown up in Alvadas, Ruari has developed a deep respect and worship for Ionu. Her choice of occupation is in part thanks to her faith; acting and performing is all about creating illusions that stray from reality. Her dichotomous personality is yet another constructed illusion that she uses to pay homage to her favoured God.
Born to a woman who had a taste for foreign men, Ruari is one of three children, all of whom are self-confessed mongrels. There appears to be relatively little shared between Ruari and her siblings in terms of physical traits (save for a maternal strong nose) thanks to the variable blood that runs through their veins. She has an older brother with the strong but squat build that could only be attributed to his distant Myrian father, and a sister with the red hair of a half-Inarta.
Her mother married the father of the latter, a Inarta male named Zacheriah Snowsong who was as good a father to Ruari and her mongrel siblings as any of them could hope for. He was incredibly patient and accepting, teaching his passion for stories and acting to Ruari. It is thanks to Zacheriah that Ruari fell into the career of a performer; he had been somewhat infamous on the Inarta stage in his youth and had since turned his attention to writing plays and songs for the current wave of performers.
Her childhood was relatively happy, if not financially poor. For the first six years of her life, Ruari’s mother was unmarried and thus had little time for either of her children. It was not until she was eight, and her baby sister was born, that Zacheriah provided Ruari and her brother with the basic education they had otherwise lacked. Reading came slowly and with great difficulty to them both, and even now Ruari finds reading a laborious process. It can take her an entire season to memorise a script, during which time she grows intensely frustrated and easy to aggravate.
Adolescence came and went with little excitement, and her pleasantly mundane life may have also contributed to Ruari's choice of career. Life can never be dull in Alvadas, graced as it is by Ionu’s illusions, but Ruari always felt that there was someone else, in a not too far away place, whose life was everything hers was not. She decided to portray these different lives in the characters she becomes, revelling in the attention and drama that was missing from her real life.
Her mother married the father of the latter, a Inarta male named Zacheriah Snowsong who was as good a father to Ruari and her mongrel siblings as any of them could hope for. He was incredibly patient and accepting, teaching his passion for stories and acting to Ruari. It is thanks to Zacheriah that Ruari fell into the career of a performer; he had been somewhat infamous on the Inarta stage in his youth and had since turned his attention to writing plays and songs for the current wave of performers.
Her childhood was relatively happy, if not financially poor. For the first six years of her life, Ruari’s mother was unmarried and thus had little time for either of her children. It was not until she was eight, and her baby sister was born, that Zacheriah provided Ruari and her brother with the basic education they had otherwise lacked. Reading came slowly and with great difficulty to them both, and even now Ruari finds reading a laborious process. It can take her an entire season to memorise a script, during which time she grows intensely frustrated and easy to aggravate.
Adolescence came and went with little excitement, and her pleasantly mundane life may have also contributed to Ruari's choice of career. Life can never be dull in Alvadas, graced as it is by Ionu’s illusions, but Ruari always felt that there was someone else, in a not too far away place, whose life was everything hers was not. She decided to portray these different lives in the characters she becomes, revelling in the attention and drama that was missing from her real life.