Post by Fayerin on Oct 29, 2013 21:25:13 GMT -5
Name: Avarel Herceia
Age: 96
Gender: Female
Race: Wood Elf
Weapons: Dual Blades
Alignment: Lawful Good (Cosmos)
Height/Weight: 5'7"/132 Lbs
Eye Colour: Milky White
Hair Colour: Corn-Silk
Appearance:
Personality: Avarel is a strong-willed young elf maiden with a strong sense of justice, being unafraid to speak up for the bettering treatment of others. She is understanding and forgiving to a fault unless the injustice towards her is far too great. Oftentimes she will seem wise beyond her years, acting as a leader where it's needed. She is a gentle soul, though she does not allow that to get in the way of her duty. She is a follower of Cosmos, though there is a hint of darkness that permeates in her very soul.
History: Avarel was but a young child, barely able to talk when her home village fell victim to a heinous attack. It was unknown as to why the group chose to slaughter the inhabitants of the peaceful village, for the vanished as quickly as they appeared. The mage that led the group had a darkness in his magic that rooted deep in the few that survived the onslaught, festering in their very souls. A tendril of his spell robbed Avarel of her sight, protected in most by her mother who took the full brunt of it while cradling her child, the very flesh ripped from her bones. It was days before a passing scout troop happened upon the charred remains of the village, taking the survivors back to the main city where their healers attempted to undo the damages of the magic to no avail. As she grew older, Avarel chose to join the militia, honing herself as a weapon through long and difficult years as she learned to fight as well as any other of the elvish warriors without her sight to guide her. Only one thought pushed her to continue even when she was urged to give up. Revenge.
Age: 96
Gender: Female
Race: Wood Elf
Weapons: Dual Blades
Alignment: Lawful Good (Cosmos)
Height/Weight: 5'7"/132 Lbs
Eye Colour: Milky White
Hair Colour: Corn-Silk
Appearance:
Personality: Avarel is a strong-willed young elf maiden with a strong sense of justice, being unafraid to speak up for the bettering treatment of others. She is understanding and forgiving to a fault unless the injustice towards her is far too great. Oftentimes she will seem wise beyond her years, acting as a leader where it's needed. She is a gentle soul, though she does not allow that to get in the way of her duty. She is a follower of Cosmos, though there is a hint of darkness that permeates in her very soul.
History: Avarel was but a young child, barely able to talk when her home village fell victim to a heinous attack. It was unknown as to why the group chose to slaughter the inhabitants of the peaceful village, for the vanished as quickly as they appeared. The mage that led the group had a darkness in his magic that rooted deep in the few that survived the onslaught, festering in their very souls. A tendril of his spell robbed Avarel of her sight, protected in most by her mother who took the full brunt of it while cradling her child, the very flesh ripped from her bones. It was days before a passing scout troop happened upon the charred remains of the village, taking the survivors back to the main city where their healers attempted to undo the damages of the magic to no avail. As she grew older, Avarel chose to join the militia, honing herself as a weapon through long and difficult years as she learned to fight as well as any other of the elvish warriors without her sight to guide her. Only one thought pushed her to continue even when she was urged to give up. Revenge.
