Aevian
Dec 28, 2009 17:02:16 GMT -6
Post by Aevian on Dec 28, 2009 17:02:16 GMT -6
Name: Aevian von Diera
Class: Fighter -> Hero
Hair Color: Dark, dirty blonde
Eye Color: Red
Age: 23
Appearance: A young woman with kind, and compassionate eyes, standing at the height of 5'10. Always wearing a Small smile, as if she heard a joke told only to her, but it was sympathetic, and never meant to be taken against anyone. She is of a fair complexion with beautiful white skin, showing she has taken good care with great personal hygiene.
Clothes: Aevian's clothes were very regal, with some adaption. Her attire is that of a battle dress, light armor the colour of white and silver, adorned with golden highlights. A high collared cape affixed around her, displaying no emblem, but was for luxurious traveling attire. In all, the way she dressed was quite expensive looking, the colours she wore matching the house she belonged to in Bern.
Born in: Bern, Bern
Story: Questions with no needed answers, is Aevian's life in a nutshell. She was the youngest of five children, yet looked nothing like the rest. They all had blonde hair with blue or green eyes, while she displayed with dark hair and red eyes. Her mother was a beautiful lady, gifted with almost perfect beauty, as was her father in his older stage of life, rugged, and handsome to a fault...but she looked nothing like her father. Aevian's complexion was much like her mother's own, except for the hair and eyes to which she shared with neither parent.
Her mother, Elayne, was of Sacaen birth, and married to her now father, a duke of Bern, at a very young age, having only just reached being a full adult at the time of her marriage. Despite her slight oddities of being a plains-woman with blonde hair, she was quite well received into the duke's family. As the years passed, more and more children came to be part of the family, three sons, and one daughter. Something changed in Elayne. She loved her husband, but not to the degree she had once, as he constantly kept pushing her away, no longer needing her company as much. it was speculated that the duke had acquired himself a mistress.
As the days went by, Aevian's mother became more and more distraught and lonesome, that was, until her eyes fell down upon a young captain within Bern's army. Their love kindled in secret, always afraid of watchful eyes. For months, they saw each other in secret, until a day was he was sent away for duty, but at that time, Elayne was with child, and that was how Aevian came to be.
She didn't fit in well with her brothers and sister, constantly being ridiculed and being called a monster. It made her sorrow filled over quite some time. In her 15th year, a man was hired on to be captain of the estate's guards. This man looked much like her, very strongly built, with a compassionate soul. While her siblings learnt the way of politics and lordship, she learned to fight, and take care of herself.
For years, this man, named Merloux taught her the ways of the sword and the axe, but she had a much more affinity with the axe, finding it a stronger weapon over the noble rapier. Her practice went on, but it wasn't as if she devoted herself to simply training and fighting. She still took the time to do what was demanded of her, learning the ways of politics to a lesser stance, and how to be regal.
Who's child she was has always stayed a mystery, even from herself, and never having cared much to figure out anything more, since it had never come to mind that she may not be her father's daughter. Her dreams to aspire to something more have come about with the turning of 21, now ready to set out, who knows, the world may need her.
Alt of Marle.
Class: Fighter -> Hero
Hair Color: Dark, dirty blonde
Eye Color: Red
Age: 23
Appearance: A young woman with kind, and compassionate eyes, standing at the height of 5'10. Always wearing a Small smile, as if she heard a joke told only to her, but it was sympathetic, and never meant to be taken against anyone. She is of a fair complexion with beautiful white skin, showing she has taken good care with great personal hygiene.
Clothes: Aevian's clothes were very regal, with some adaption. Her attire is that of a battle dress, light armor the colour of white and silver, adorned with golden highlights. A high collared cape affixed around her, displaying no emblem, but was for luxurious traveling attire. In all, the way she dressed was quite expensive looking, the colours she wore matching the house she belonged to in Bern.
Born in: Bern, Bern
Story: Questions with no needed answers, is Aevian's life in a nutshell. She was the youngest of five children, yet looked nothing like the rest. They all had blonde hair with blue or green eyes, while she displayed with dark hair and red eyes. Her mother was a beautiful lady, gifted with almost perfect beauty, as was her father in his older stage of life, rugged, and handsome to a fault...but she looked nothing like her father. Aevian's complexion was much like her mother's own, except for the hair and eyes to which she shared with neither parent.
Her mother, Elayne, was of Sacaen birth, and married to her now father, a duke of Bern, at a very young age, having only just reached being a full adult at the time of her marriage. Despite her slight oddities of being a plains-woman with blonde hair, she was quite well received into the duke's family. As the years passed, more and more children came to be part of the family, three sons, and one daughter. Something changed in Elayne. She loved her husband, but not to the degree she had once, as he constantly kept pushing her away, no longer needing her company as much. it was speculated that the duke had acquired himself a mistress.
As the days went by, Aevian's mother became more and more distraught and lonesome, that was, until her eyes fell down upon a young captain within Bern's army. Their love kindled in secret, always afraid of watchful eyes. For months, they saw each other in secret, until a day was he was sent away for duty, but at that time, Elayne was with child, and that was how Aevian came to be.
She didn't fit in well with her brothers and sister, constantly being ridiculed and being called a monster. It made her sorrow filled over quite some time. In her 15th year, a man was hired on to be captain of the estate's guards. This man looked much like her, very strongly built, with a compassionate soul. While her siblings learnt the way of politics and lordship, she learned to fight, and take care of herself.
For years, this man, named Merloux taught her the ways of the sword and the axe, but she had a much more affinity with the axe, finding it a stronger weapon over the noble rapier. Her practice went on, but it wasn't as if she devoted herself to simply training and fighting. She still took the time to do what was demanded of her, learning the ways of politics to a lesser stance, and how to be regal.
Who's child she was has always stayed a mystery, even from herself, and never having cared much to figure out anything more, since it had never come to mind that she may not be her father's daughter. Her dreams to aspire to something more have come about with the turning of 21, now ready to set out, who knows, the world may need her.
Alt of Marle.