Kamari

[Kamari]

Kamari From the Tents of Jahar, of the sons of Eliada Basic Information Race: Benshira Birthday & Age : Winter Day 37, 486 AV:: 24 Gender: Female Physical Description Eyes: Pale blue with a dark outer ring Hair: Light brown, slightly wavy Height: 5'2 Weight: 117 Complexion: Tan Beneath the veil Kamari is an ordinary looking woman, no overly striking features or scars marring her face. Bright blue eyes are tilted up slightly at the outer corners, thick dark lashes frame the blue hues. High cheekbones and a delicate nose are a gift from her mother, while her father passed on his a stubborn chin. Long brown hair falls to the middle of her back in faint waves, giving the locks a windblown look whenever they are free from binding. Jewelry isn't something that she cares for, though both ears are pierced she rarely wears anything but plain studs to keep the holes from closing up. A lithe frame gives her a dancers build, muscles toned but not more than any woman whose days involve surviving in the desert. Clothing is generally always the same, with the exception of a colorful shawl that changes from time to time. An ankle length tunic, the pale color of undyed wool, flows loosely about her thin frame, though a leather strap cinches the fabric in tightly around her waist. Beneath the tunic are thin loose pants that were a gift from her grandmother, the hidden garment allowing her to ride and run easier. Footwear changes, depending on the environment and her mood. At times she wears simple leather sandals, other times she wears sturdy boots that come up to midcalf More to come, promise! Character Concept Personality – Kind, accepting, wary of new situations, when pushed too far she tends to shove back Ethics – Everyone should be given a second chance, Likes – Weaving, learning any form of healing, knowledge Dislikes – Intentional cruelty to anyone, suffering Character History On the day of Kamari's birth it was said that Jahar cried tears of joy and prayed to Yahal everyday for the first month that she lived. To him, she was his gift from Yahal, who answered his prayer for a daughter to bless his home with peace and love. When Kamari was younger, she had the same freedom of her brothers. She ran wild with them, learning how to defend their flocks with a sling and stones during the day while her Grandmother taught her the secrets of the desert plants during the quiet evening hours As Kamari grew older her father grew more worried that she would leave him for another man's tent. Subtly he whispered half truths in her ears, mentioning that she was more of a son than a daughter and that her beauty was not that of her mother's. The words hurt, though they were said with such love that she could only thank Yahel for having such an honest and caring father. As she neared her sixteenth winter her father became increasingly worried that a visitor would see that her daughter had something more than physical beauty to offer. He soon required her to veil her face when she left the tent or they had guests, saying he feared that she would receive unwanted attention from those who did not know her. It wasn't long before she began to be wary those who were not part of her tent for fear that they would notice her lack of beauty and find her unfit for proper company. Seeing her only granddaughter slowly wilt under words of her son, Jahar, she began to whisper encouragement to the young girl. When Elder Tivona had time alone with Kamari, she whispered encouragement and offered words of wisdom to help combat the fears that Jahar was placing on his daughter's shoulders. Again the years passed and the fearful Kamari blossomed into a woman who sought the freedom of her younger years but feared straying too far from the wishes of her father. Her days were filled with dreams on what life was like beyond the area of her tent. Was her father lying to her, like Grandmother said? Was he so fearful of what might happen to her that he felt the need to tether her to his belt like a wayward child? What was life like beyond the safety of the tent, was it fearful like father said or was a grand adventure just waiting to be had? Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore) Medicine: 20/100 Wilderness Survival-Desert: 15/100 Riding: 12/100 Sling: 10/100 Staff: 7/100 Lore of General Household Tasks Lore of Healing Plants in Eyktol Language Shibar- Fluent Common- Basic Equipment and Possessions Starting Package 1 small tent 100 ft of rope Flint and steel Lantern Bedroll Blankets Horse—Rasha Tack 1 backpack Ledger 100 Miza Thread List Of Moonlit Dreams-- Day 13 of Winter, 509 AV