Aerin

[Aerin]

(Aerin) General Information : 1. What is your Name? I am called Aerin by those who ask; it is not a name I chose, but it is one that has fit me since I first knew it. It has the tons of the great aeries, the end of a fire, and the benefit of shortness, unlike its owner. 2. Do you go by a nickname or pet name? Aeri was my nickname as a small child, but like short legs and old clothes it is no longer mind; and now some simply use Ri or Ree to speak to me, though very few do so. 3. How old are you? I am seventeen. 4. What is your height? 5'6. 5. What is your weight? Around 120 lbs. Aesthetics : 1. Describe yourself as you see yourself. I am the definition of a mutt, a mongrel, a less-than-half breed. My hair is too dark for the Inarta—it does have a vein of redness, but it is of a deep sort, seen in some lights, and tends towards a brown color. My eyes are Vantha, shimmering and changing, hard to pin down. I am not unusually tall but have my mother’s slim body, high cheekbones, and an overly-sharp chin I blame my father for. A birthmark mars my back, usually covered by clothing but on certain occasions revealed. My right side, including parts of my arm, is scarred from an accident many years ago; it is only somewhat visible, as most but the arm and the one blasted line on my cheek escapes notice. 2. Describe yourself as others typically see you. How should I know?—for I ask little on this, preferring to stay unnoticed. I have described myself as I believe others see me, for a pool of water or a mirror is little replacement for a direct image and in that they have the advantage of me. There have been others who have had the advantage of me in another way, so I feel not vain in asserting that, despite certain discrepancies—my hair is a strong disadvantage in society here—I am not viewed as traditionally unattractive, or perhaps just young and vulnerable. I know I appear older than I am, but I do not know if others are simply unobservant. 3. What is your favorite body feature? I feel that eyes in others are the most revealing features—it is hard to hide in them for most—and I like to watch them; yet mine mark me to some I would be accepted by, and have done me few favors, showing me to have too much of my father’s dominant race, the Vantha, for many Inarta. 4. How physically fit are you? I have taken great care to make it that I am quite fit, as has my role. 5. How do you typically dress and what is your style? I'm not one to care much for clothes, most of the time--on occasion, I do enjoy dressing up--who doesn't like to feel like they look nice?--but usually I go for more practical clothing, though I take care that it fits well. As I am no longer growing, that has been easier than it used to. As I no longer have much access to elegant clothing, it is rather harder than it used to be. Family : 1. Who are your parents and what are they like? My father I have never met. My mother met him, of course; this I learned when I was old enough to be told such things, my young cheeks tinged with red. He was a Northerner, a Vantha. My mother told me once, gazing wistfully into the fire, that he was like his stories, a beautiful man, and that he had promised to come back the next winter for her. He did not, I hardly need say, and I for one care little for his memory. A quicksilver father of stories is little use in the practical world, I have discovered—but he has left me with a love of his crafts. My father was a mongrel like me. I said he was Vantha, for he was in his heart a true one, but his blood was a muddle of Vantha and Akvatari—generations of mixed-bloods forming a community, my mother tells me. I do not always know whether she has woven this tale for herself or known it, but it is what I have—that and my lonely nature, my childhood label of a bookworm, a thinker. My mother, Dami, was born of a Kelvic and an Inarta—a Kelvic full-blood quirk, one who was in all appearances and abilities but a human. My mother hides that, and claims to be the Inarta-human she appears to be. I am told that she was more prideful as a child than she ought to be—she is a Dek, and the daughter of one, though my grandfather passed from the world before I entered it—and now is simply harmless. Her memory is fragile, and like a poorly woven cloth full of holes. In my earliest memories o her, she was a tired woman, but devoted as a mother can be. I lived in a communal home, as the daughter of a dek does, but my mother raised me; I think she skipped meals some days to spend time with her child, until she became ill when I was seven. She told me stories—of herself, my father, old times and never-have-been times and times that might never come—and ran with me and told me she loved me, as a mother does. I did not know until I was old enough to understand the unusual nature of my bond with her, but I am glad of it. 2. Do you have any brothers or sisters? I have always hoped so, and yet little can I know; my father, I have met never before, and my mother’s wits left her soon after I did; I briefly had a small sister, but she caught a fever when still very young and weak and did not live through it. Any other siblings I may possess are strangers to me. 3. What is your extended family like? My mother has passed from the world, and perhaps my father, though I care little for him; my young sister was not alive long enough to have a true personality, and the extent of my family is now effectively me. 4. Do you consider close friends as important or more/less important than family? Am I truly one you ask this? I have formed friendships on occasion but find myself showing Akvatari blood in my choosiness there. My mother showed me the possibilities of family, but few others seem to enjoy it. Though, as I am finding family rather sparse of late...should a friend appear, I may not find them unimportant. If there was trust. 5. Do you treat animals like family? Some I may, others I do not; I may say the same of people. Location : 1. Where were you born? I was born in Wind Reach. 2. Where do you live now? I live still in Wind Reach, though I often wish to change that. 3. If you could live anywhere in Mizahar where would that be? How would I know?—for I know only Wind Reach and cannot judge the rest of this world until I see it. 4. Do you have a favorite place to vacation or spend leisure time? Until I vacation, I suppose I’ll never know. 5. Where do you fear to be? Far from high places--I like to be able to climb up to a windy height. Traits : 1. Do you have any physical weaknesses (disease, scars, and missing limbs)? I have a birthmark, though it does me no harm. As a young girl, I was walking through an artisan’s shop, full of lovely glass. A younger child than I, meaning no harm, caught his small hand on a fragile object and moved too fast—and it fell and shattered. I have scars along my right side, though they do not hurt me, where shards of glass sliced my skin. My right arm was not entirely spared from the assault, and my face was lucky but for a singly deep line on my cheek. It was deep enough to be still unfortunately visible today, though it does not hurt at all. My limbs remain to me and I must profess a certain fondness for them and hope to retain each and every one. 2. Are you right handed or left handed? Through stubbornness I have claimed the ability to use either, though my left will ever be more adept. 3. What languages do you speak? What do you sound like? Do you have an accent? I have heard my first language, Nari, since birth, and am proficient in Common, as my mother was and felt it useful. I like languages and hope to learn more of them someday. 4. Do you have any odd mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics? I am sure I do. I bite my nails, absently put my fingers under my chin, and if my hair's not in its usual braid, I keep pushing it out of my way. My hands and arms seem to forget that they are not in command; they fidget and cross in front of me, even on the warmest of days, as if to make me smaller; I hum or quietly sing without realizing that the music has escaped my head. Worse, my head retains a rich accompaniment, but my thin voice is all that comes out. I try to notice this habit in particular. I am also told--by those I speak to--that my humor is odd and can grow annoying. I think they simply don't get it. 5. Do you have (or want to get) any tattoos or piercing? Why do you have them (or will get them)? I have none, though I don't object to them (living with the race I do, that would be hard). Occupations : 1. What is your occupation? Currently, I have been assigned to be a Dek, over my objections; I am not a particularly talented fighter, as my eye-hand coordination does leave something to be desired. 2. Do you like/dislike your work? Why? I dislike my work--really, who wants to be a Dek? Not I, certainly. I have always wondered if I should try to bond with an eagle, but I am not a trusting person, and unreasonably cannot bring myself to be sure I could that, if one were willing. I can communicate with them easily, though, despite my mixed parentage. 3. If you could be anything you wanted to, what would you be? I think I would be an Endal--but perhaps not. Perhaps I would be a storyteller, or an eagle myself, or, as I say on days when I want to sound poetic, a strong wind. Needless to say I don't want to sound poetic on days when not saddled with a high fever or the like. 4. What occupation do you admire the most? Why? Admire? I admire the skill in all professions. Skill for some, persistence for others, talent for yet more. I admire the eagles, and I admires the craftsmen. 5. What occupation do you least like? Why? Mine, because I know the downs of it better than I do others.[/spoiler] [spoiler=Childhood]1. What sort of child were you? I was a wilfull child, more stubborn than I should have been--so I am told. I was rather a loner at times, painfully awkward and shy at others. 2. What is your favorite memory from childhood? My favorite childhood memory? My favorite memory of my life, the same answer. There was a holiday, and my mother had time free. Time to herself--which, for us, meant time together. She came to visit me and brought a "picnic". I now wonder if she stole the food she brought, or if it had been given out--it did not matter, and it still doesn't. We walked together, hand in hand, up to a high, lonely place, and sat down on the rocky ground and ate slowly, as if it were a huge feast we had to savor. She told me stories the whole day. That was the day when she told me about my father and his stories, and she wove them in, and I learned about her family and some of his, and we only went back reluctantly, at the very end of the day. I was perhaps five. 3. What is your worst memory from childhood? For this day, I have two I must give. One, I consider true childhood; the other, I consider a definitive end. In truth it felt like it ended earlier, but more agree. The first memory centers, as so many childhood memories must, around my mother. It is, though, the last that does. The day she died. I can only say I believe it is the day she died; it is the day I was told she died, so it was sometime thereabouts. I was not told in a particularly cruel or callous way; but nor was there anyone to comfort me, if there had been any way to give comfort for such news. And there never is. Ever. That day I stopped feeling like anything more than the strange mixed-race girl with too much will and too little position. 4. What sort of relationship did you have with your parents? With my father, I had none; I have described already the close love I held in my heart for my mother, and although she passed away I still have it. 5. Who was your most influential rolemodel? My mother, for her determination to maintaining our relationship, herself, and my pride. Education : 1. What sort of education do you have? I have as much of an education as 2. Do you like/dislike learning? I quite enjoy it. 3. Where or how did you learn most of your skills/abilities? Some I was taught, of course; I was taught to read, and to write, and to do bits and pieces as I grew. I was taught to tell stories. Using them, I taught myself, and then I learned more from watching and some just from living. 4. What are your educational goals for the future? To learn more, I should think; about what, I don't know. Relationships : 1. Do you form close bonds with people? Why? Why not? 2. Do you trust people easily? If not, why not? 3. Do you consider yourself straight, gay, bi, or something else? I do not know which neat little work to place around myself, no. I think that is certainly not unreasonable--I am not particularly old, and it is a rather difficult question for any age to be sure of. I have in the past had feelings for another girl, but nothing in me screams in horror at the thought of feelings for a boy. Such things make simplifying assumptions about gender anyways. 4. Have you ever had sex or been kissed? If so, describe the first time. I was assigned to be a dek early, due to my oddly reserved nature and my looks marking me as an outside child; a young artisan, I believe an apprentice, took advantage of my position, and thus made both answers “yes”. My second kiss—and last to this point—was one I wanted to have, a girl who left the city too soon after, but it was high in the mountains, after a night of weaving stories. Likes and Dislikes : 1. What are your hobbies? 2. Do you like to read? I love it. 3. What annoys you more than anything else? Condescension and, though I cannot claim to be above this myself, those who judge too easily. 4. What do you find the most relaxing activity to do? 5. What kinds of things embarrass you? Why? Favorites : 1. What is your favorite color or color? I have a love for green and a dislike for light orange, which feels like a color wanting emotion ad failing miserably. 2. What is your favorite time of day? I am by nature a night creature and only a reluctant participant in mornings. 3. What is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen? 4. What do you like to eat? What do you hate to eat? 5. What is your favorite type of weather? Does any kind scare you? Outlook : 1. Are you optimistic or pessimistic? 2. What are your religious views? 3. Would you be able to kill? 4. What are your views on sex? I have not yet enjoyed it, personally, but I am not so naïve as to think it is a bad thing. In this, of course, I speak of the act of having sex. Sex as it relates to gender is a different matter. I realize that a biological sex does not always mean much in relation to one’s gender, although it does for me; but that is a larger topic. 5. What, in your opinion, makes a successful life? Actions : 1. What is the worst and best thing you’ve ever done? 2. What is your greatest regret? 3. What is your best/worst memory? 4. If you could change one thing about your past, what would it be and why? 5. What are you the most proud of doing in your life? Emotions : 1. How honest are you about your thoughts and feelings with others? Usually, not very—when provoked, I become quite vocal about my opinion, I admit. 2. Do you have any biases or prejudices? Who doesn’t? At least I admit mine. I’m mistrustful of everyone at first, and have a certain tendency to--very, very privately--look down on upper classes who act so entitled and do so much less work that those like me. 3. What makes you happy? Music makes me happy,though privately; books, stories, and sometimes wilderness; knowledge. 4. Who or what, if anything, would you die for? 5. What makes you angry? Many things. Prying questions such as this, for one... Relationships : 1. In general, how do you treat others? Well, that really must depend on the other in question. Many I have little opportunity to treat as anything at all, as I get rather limited interactions. I am reserved at first. I do not trust easily. I find that a reserved manner is easier than showing that i'm anxious and often uncertain and then frustrated. I like to joke, when I finally get past that, or talk about the world. 2. Who is the most important person in your life, and why? At the moment? I don't really know. 3. Who is the person you respect the most, and why? Again, not sure at the moment. 4. Do you have a spouse or significant other? If not, describe an ideal lover. I do not have a spouse or any sort of significant other in my life. If I did, they would be someone I first felt was a friend, however closely the feelings ran together; someone I trusted; someone I could talk to and someone who could talk to me. 5. Do you trust anyone to protect you? Who, and why? Group Situations : 1. Do you tend to argue with people, or avoid conflict? I have a talent for sarcasm, which leads to arguments, but I tend to try to avoid notice lately, with my caste assignment. Naturally, I do argue, as I have very strong opinions on many things. I have developed a talent for hiding my emotions. 2. Do you tend to take on leadership roles in social situations? Lately, I try to avoid notice, though my natural personality is an odd imbalance between anxious an assertive. 3. Do you like interacting with large groups of people? Why or why not? I do not—I feel uncomfortable with too many people. 4. Do you care what others think of you? I have learned to care little, though my pride lets it sting some to be looked down upon. 5. What do you think of others, in general? Self Image : 1. What is your greatest strength as a person? I don't really know. I feel like I'm bragging if I talk about it and I honestly don't quite know. 2. What is your greatest weakness? Mistrust, lack of knowledge, anxiety, and stubbornness. 3. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? Uh...let me get back to you on that. 4. Are you generally introverted or extroverted? Introverted. Very introverted. 5. Are you generally organized or messy? Organized to a fault in most situations, and I find it keeps me sane. Life & Death : 1. What do you absolutely live for? 2. What is the best part of life? In my life now, the best part of life is the quiet moments. It's the moments that are mine, to think, to speak if I choose, to enjoy a view. 3. What is the best part of death? Having never tried death, I can hardly be expected to know. 4. If you could choose, how would you want to die? I think I would die in a low place, far from anyone or thin I love, just in case there is an afterlife: I would not want my memories of a place I love tainted. And, if not, I will know nothing of it and have no regrets. 5. What is the one thing for which you would most like to be remembered after your death? General Info: Name: Aerin Race: Mixed! Specifically: Vantha/Akvatari (from father, who had Akvatari 2 generations back but was predominantly Vantha) Inarta(from mother; has Kelvic blood but clearly human) Current City: Wind Reach (which is also her birth city) Caste: Dek Age: 17 Birthday: Summer 496 Fluent Language: Nari Basic Language: Common Poor Language: Vani Character History: I was born in the city of Wind Reach, the city I've spent my entire life in. My mother was a Dek. She looked like a full Inarta, though her mother was a full-blooded Kelvic who, by a quirk of luck, was born with only human physical traits. A Northern traveler took a liking to her and, (though it mattered little for a dek) she to him; that was my father. His family history was, my mother tells me, odder than her own; his family tree was a confusing web of Akvatari/Vantha mixings. From all of that, I was left with a set of traits I could do without. My eyes are pure Vantha; they change and swirl with colors of the Aurora Borealis, marking me easily as one with a good deal of Vantha blood. My hair is a deeper brown than a true Inarta's; in the right lights, it has a shimmer of the red it ought to show, but overall my appearance has little of Inarta in it but perhaps my light skin. My mother tells me that my father had promised to return by winter after he left, but never did; I know he must be either dead, or have chosen to leave us, in which case he may as well be for all I care of him. In the months she spent with him, though, she seems to have adopted more culture than you would imagine: perhaps she already knew the Lore of Storytelling, but I like to imagine that he told stories to her and with her as the Vantha are known to do. She told me stories throughout my childhood, too. As the daughter of dek I did not live in a home with my mother, but she made an effort to visit me as often as she could, several times a week. When I was about seven, a mental illness overtook her; she died soon after, not long after I became a yasi. As an obviously mixed-blood child living in the city of the Inarta, a people so proud of being nothing but an Inarta that it sometimes seems to be their defining characteristic, I did not have many close friends. Perhaps that is in part my Akvatari blood--I don't make many close friends, and I don't do it easily. Trust isn't something that comes naturally to me. I loved the years of schooling as a child and a Yasi; but given my background, it was not surprising that I was also assigned to be a dek at the age of 14. Nobody had to ask me if both my parents had been upstanding Inarta citizens or even lowly Inarta deks: my hair is clearly the wrong shade and my eyes scream of the wrong race. It does not help. Appearance: About 5'6 and skinny; her frame would keep her fairly light but she's also clearly underweight. Her eyes are typical Vantha eyes, her hair long and dark brown-red (heavier on dark and brown) with a glint of the brighter red more easily seen in some lights than others, kept generally in a braid or a messy bun of sorts to stay out of the way; her skin is fairy light. On her back is a small birthmark, and along her right side is some scarring from a childhood accident. Her right arm shows some of that scarring, and on her right cheek is a single but sharp one. Due to her work, she often has some half-faded bruises. Her face is sharp--a sharp chin, highish cheekbones, a thin nose. Housing: Nothing in particular, she's a Dek.

Skill List
-Storytelling 10/100 (10pts from Starting Package)
-Falconry 15/100 (15pts from Starting Package)
-Observation 20/100 (10pts from starting package + 10pts racial bonus)
-Stealth 15/100 (15pts from starting package)

Lores
Lore of Not Fitting In With The People of Wind Reach
Lore of Trying to Repair Small Broken Things

Possessions
-1 Lontev
-1 pair of thin-soled sandals
-Simple Undergarments
-1 Waterskin
1 Backpack which contains:
-Comb (Metal)
-Brush (Glass)
-Soap
-Razor
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
100 Pinions

Family Heirloom
A small, dark green-blue scarf, dark but still beautiful. It's silken with embroidery on it. It's not flashy but looks like it represents the aurora; Aerin knows it was her mother's, for it was what her mother gave her one day when the child started crying at the end of their time visiting together, and from the design suspects it came to her mother originally form her father's hand. She uses it sometimes to try to hide her hair in public--though not often, for it would get too easily ruined in some of her day to day work--but makes sure she keeps it safe.

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[Siren]

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I'm Siren, the local and completely harmless Character Sheet Liaison. In order to help you get the most out of your experience on Mizahar, I have taken a look at at your Character Sheet to make sure that everything is up to par!

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Caste

I see that you have your Caste listed as a Dek. Since your description of your PC has no sort of deformity or abnormality, I am going to have to point you towards Phoenix because you need permission in order to be a Dek that has no obvious problem. Otherwise, I would suggest her being placed into the Chiet caste, as none of her skills merit Avora status.

Write on!
-Siren