Vivian White [Veigue Alt]
Nov 7, 2012 2:39:39 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2012 2:39:39 GMT -6
Name: Vivian White
Class: Mage → Sage
Hair Color: Purple
Eye Color: Dark Green.
Age: 25.
Appearance: Vivian's not exactly a short woman, nor is she tall. She stands at about an average height of 5'5”, having a slim and slender appearance overall. She's usually wearing a sky blue and green dress, accompanied with a short cape of the same colors. Due to having quite long hair, she has it twisted and held together in the back with a loose red ribbon.
Despite her age, she's usually mistaken to be slightly younger than she appears. While usually that would be a compliment, she doesn't like to feel less mature and looked at as a teenage girl.
Affinity: Thunder.
Born in: Pherae, Lycia
Story: Her backstory will be broken down into a series of important/worth mentioning events throughout her life up from where she actually remembered anything to present day, as all she knows as the she suffered amnesia at some earlier part of her life and was taken care of by her grandfather who was barely getting by in a village in Santaruz. Big thanks to Nayru for helping me with the idea!
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Memory 1, Age 12: Why Magic, damn it?!
Yeeeeah...I didn't feel like getting up that day. The moment the sun came beaming through the window, I just smashed my face back into the pillow. Though my new 'mentor' came in and dragged me out of bed (literally!). I found it strange though...I kind of said to my grandfather that I didn't want to do anything special, so he decided to try numerous things to get me interested in 'something'. I still never found out where he found this man, but whatever. So that day, he (not we) decided to try magic! So then I was under a pile of books hours later! Didn't sound fun...or so it seemed. After countless and boring days of studying, my mentor was going to give me a few lessons and whatnot. Joy...
So after a few more weeks after learning the basics, I was told to cast my first fire spell. I wanted to try an Elfire instead!....but Master said “NO!”. Aww...boring. Though I can see why! The dang blasted fire ball came out weird-like and flew straight towards...him. Talk about poor control. I don't know why, but I seemed to take a liking to magic after that...no, I'm not sadistic...OR AM I?!
Nah, just kidding.
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Memory 2, Age 15: Hey, I'm getting a hang of this Magic stuff!
I think I spent the pass three years just goofing around, but I've improved...majorly! My fire balls stopped being 'accidentally' aimed at Master. Okay, fine...you got me! I purposely aimed about three of them at him! Only because he was being mean that day.
Erm...yeah, anyway. So my master witnessed how I was progressing during the past few years and suggested training me more tougher than before! Though I took his Thunder Tome while a man came in to briefly speak to him about something. Wanted to see how well I'd do with it! Of course, when he saw me with the tome, it was already too late. Kinda of called down the bolt of doom down by a mistake with a bit of uncontrollable power. Of course, you know who got hit by my mistake...honestly, I thought he was going to die. The old fart was tougher than he seemed...
Memory 3, Age 19: Tragedy
So now I'm a decent rookie Mage. Of course, after all the scoldings and stuff I've received from both grandfather and Master, I've kind of calmed down compared to when I was a crazy little girl...well, Master still claims to see some insanity that hasn't been unleashed yet. But I have to prove to that old geezer that I'm not THAT crazy...or perhaps I'm just deluding myself.
So after a while, grandfather wanted a chat. He pretty much decided to tell me a little bit about the 'past'. Right at the time, we both lived in a lone village far out in Santaruz. Though he told me I was actually born in Pherae. Weird. No wonder I wanted to be an archer for some reason in the beginning. Or maybe that was just coincidence. But he told me about other things too, how we apparently 'lost' our old home. Though he seemed to be hesitant and didn't want to speak much on it after that, so I let him be. But then one of Master's little pupils came storming in saying he was in trouble. And he wanted a rookie to help? Ah, crap. I didn't like that already. But Master, and possibly others too, were in danger, so Vivi to the rescue!...hopefully not in failure.
By the time me and the pupil arrived outside the village, Master was lying down with a face full of dirt. Though I saw smoke rising from him. But he was still alive. This was the first time I've seen him hurt by a spell and it wasn't my fault! Though he was seriously injured. He said a Sage garbed in a dark robe was an old 'friend' of his. Of course, they got into a fight and...Master got blasted with an Elfire. We tried to give him some medical attention, but that spell hit him that hard to where he didn't make it in time.
Memory 4, Age 24: Begin Anew!
After four more years of studying on my own, I managed to become a full-blown Mage. I could at least use a Thunder Tome without it going horribly wrong, though I kind of stayed away from those for safety measures. With grandfather really getting on in his age, I have to be more careful...especially when he tends to appear during my practice randomly! But I had to be aware of the people too. Though now it's a good thing I practice faaaar away from people.
But after a while, that dark weirdo showed up again when I went for a walk outside the village. But he was saying how he wanted to pretty much set the village in flames. I couldn't let him do that...but of course, I was scared out of my mind, as this guy was able to kill my master with one spell. Just as he was going to kill me (as for some reason, he must have had some real bad times with Master to want to kill his pupil too!), an arrow pierced straight through his chest. To my surprise, it was grandfather! I didn't know the old coot knew archery! Made me wonder what else he's hiding from me.
But that ordeal alone made realize that I had to go out and try to at least get 'decent' with my magic. Other than not wanting let Master's time he invested in me go to waste, that man was going to slaughter an entire village for no apparent reason. I was powerless and weak to try and stop something like that, so I said my farewells to grandfather and set out on a journey of wisdom-seeking and whatnot. I didn't care how tough the journey would be, as I know that I could be useful somewhere instead of sitting at a village for the rest of my life.
Personality: Vivian has...a lot of energy. Not in terms of power, but being able to keep going and not really seem like she could get tired. Though that results in her trying to be tough and push herself too hard sometimes. While she doesn't exactly socialize too much, she grows a little 'too' attached to people once she knows them well enough. But she's very active and sometimes doesn't know how to sit still sometimes, minus peace and reading times. Those are about the only things that could keep her still for hours.
Since she doesn't remember anything past the early part of twelve years old, she wonders if she was still the same energetic person she was back then. But she kind of doesn't care about the past and just wants to keep running on ahead until the wind decides to take her to some place where she finally belongs...hopefully not back at home with her grandfather, whom she's always worried about and wondering how he's doing or what he's up to.
Overall, she's cheerful and quite active. Though ironically, she tends to see most people as 'annoying' and kind of judges them a bit quickly than she's supposed to. Though surprisingly, she has a very sweet side of her that she never wants to show to not exploit any 'weakness'.
Class: Mage → Sage
Hair Color: Purple
Eye Color: Dark Green.
Age: 25.
Appearance: Vivian's not exactly a short woman, nor is she tall. She stands at about an average height of 5'5”, having a slim and slender appearance overall. She's usually wearing a sky blue and green dress, accompanied with a short cape of the same colors. Due to having quite long hair, she has it twisted and held together in the back with a loose red ribbon.
Despite her age, she's usually mistaken to be slightly younger than she appears. While usually that would be a compliment, she doesn't like to feel less mature and looked at as a teenage girl.
Affinity: Thunder.
Born in: Pherae, Lycia
Story: Her backstory will be broken down into a series of important/worth mentioning events throughout her life up from where she actually remembered anything to present day, as all she knows as the she suffered amnesia at some earlier part of her life and was taken care of by her grandfather who was barely getting by in a village in Santaruz. Big thanks to Nayru for helping me with the idea!
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Memory 1, Age 12: Why Magic, damn it?!
Yeeeeah...I didn't feel like getting up that day. The moment the sun came beaming through the window, I just smashed my face back into the pillow. Though my new 'mentor' came in and dragged me out of bed (literally!). I found it strange though...I kind of said to my grandfather that I didn't want to do anything special, so he decided to try numerous things to get me interested in 'something'. I still never found out where he found this man, but whatever. So that day, he (not we) decided to try magic! So then I was under a pile of books hours later! Didn't sound fun...or so it seemed. After countless and boring days of studying, my mentor was going to give me a few lessons and whatnot. Joy...
So after a few more weeks after learning the basics, I was told to cast my first fire spell. I wanted to try an Elfire instead!....but Master said “NO!”. Aww...boring. Though I can see why! The dang blasted fire ball came out weird-like and flew straight towards...him. Talk about poor control. I don't know why, but I seemed to take a liking to magic after that...no, I'm not sadistic...OR AM I?!
Nah, just kidding.
----
Memory 2, Age 15: Hey, I'm getting a hang of this Magic stuff!
I think I spent the pass three years just goofing around, but I've improved...majorly! My fire balls stopped being 'accidentally' aimed at Master. Okay, fine...you got me! I purposely aimed about three of them at him! Only because he was being mean that day.
Erm...yeah, anyway. So my master witnessed how I was progressing during the past few years and suggested training me more tougher than before! Though I took his Thunder Tome while a man came in to briefly speak to him about something. Wanted to see how well I'd do with it! Of course, when he saw me with the tome, it was already too late. Kinda of called down the bolt of doom down by a mistake with a bit of uncontrollable power. Of course, you know who got hit by my mistake...honestly, I thought he was going to die. The old fart was tougher than he seemed...
Memory 3, Age 19: Tragedy
So now I'm a decent rookie Mage. Of course, after all the scoldings and stuff I've received from both grandfather and Master, I've kind of calmed down compared to when I was a crazy little girl...well, Master still claims to see some insanity that hasn't been unleashed yet. But I have to prove to that old geezer that I'm not THAT crazy...or perhaps I'm just deluding myself.
So after a while, grandfather wanted a chat. He pretty much decided to tell me a little bit about the 'past'. Right at the time, we both lived in a lone village far out in Santaruz. Though he told me I was actually born in Pherae. Weird. No wonder I wanted to be an archer for some reason in the beginning. Or maybe that was just coincidence. But he told me about other things too, how we apparently 'lost' our old home. Though he seemed to be hesitant and didn't want to speak much on it after that, so I let him be. But then one of Master's little pupils came storming in saying he was in trouble. And he wanted a rookie to help? Ah, crap. I didn't like that already. But Master, and possibly others too, were in danger, so Vivi to the rescue!...hopefully not in failure.
By the time me and the pupil arrived outside the village, Master was lying down with a face full of dirt. Though I saw smoke rising from him. But he was still alive. This was the first time I've seen him hurt by a spell and it wasn't my fault! Though he was seriously injured. He said a Sage garbed in a dark robe was an old 'friend' of his. Of course, they got into a fight and...Master got blasted with an Elfire. We tried to give him some medical attention, but that spell hit him that hard to where he didn't make it in time.
Memory 4, Age 24: Begin Anew!
After four more years of studying on my own, I managed to become a full-blown Mage. I could at least use a Thunder Tome without it going horribly wrong, though I kind of stayed away from those for safety measures. With grandfather really getting on in his age, I have to be more careful...especially when he tends to appear during my practice randomly! But I had to be aware of the people too. Though now it's a good thing I practice faaaar away from people.
But after a while, that dark weirdo showed up again when I went for a walk outside the village. But he was saying how he wanted to pretty much set the village in flames. I couldn't let him do that...but of course, I was scared out of my mind, as this guy was able to kill my master with one spell. Just as he was going to kill me (as for some reason, he must have had some real bad times with Master to want to kill his pupil too!), an arrow pierced straight through his chest. To my surprise, it was grandfather! I didn't know the old coot knew archery! Made me wonder what else he's hiding from me.
But that ordeal alone made realize that I had to go out and try to at least get 'decent' with my magic. Other than not wanting let Master's time he invested in me go to waste, that man was going to slaughter an entire village for no apparent reason. I was powerless and weak to try and stop something like that, so I said my farewells to grandfather and set out on a journey of wisdom-seeking and whatnot. I didn't care how tough the journey would be, as I know that I could be useful somewhere instead of sitting at a village for the rest of my life.
Personality: Vivian has...a lot of energy. Not in terms of power, but being able to keep going and not really seem like she could get tired. Though that results in her trying to be tough and push herself too hard sometimes. While she doesn't exactly socialize too much, she grows a little 'too' attached to people once she knows them well enough. But she's very active and sometimes doesn't know how to sit still sometimes, minus peace and reading times. Those are about the only things that could keep her still for hours.
Since she doesn't remember anything past the early part of twelve years old, she wonders if she was still the same energetic person she was back then. But she kind of doesn't care about the past and just wants to keep running on ahead until the wind decides to take her to some place where she finally belongs...hopefully not back at home with her grandfather, whom she's always worried about and wondering how he's doing or what he's up to.
Overall, she's cheerful and quite active. Though ironically, she tends to see most people as 'annoying' and kind of judges them a bit quickly than she's supposed to. Though surprisingly, she has a very sweet side of her that she never wants to show to not exploit any 'weakness'.
