Post by Adrienne |!| Seraah on Jan 10, 2006 23:53:48 GMT -5
PROFILE:
Full Name of Character: Adrienne Iphigenie Myrege
Nick Names: Adrien | Myre | Addy
Gender: female
Age: 17
Class: poor
Soul Sewn*: la de da . . . xD
Description: Of average height with raven black hair and prominant steel-grey/blue eyes. The long, silky tresses hang down to her mid-back, and grow fairly quickly, if just a mite slow. Her eyes are of the normal color, accented in her seasonally pale skin and full pallid lips, the color seeming to nearly change from its natural ocean blue to gray, to a lighter blue, and back again. This is supposedly true for everyone, yet hers do such changes with the slightest change of light, staying the shade of clouded ocean most of the time. She always manages to wash somewhere, be it in the gutter, a spring, in a house she's snuck into, or a river. She fails in most respects to stand out, though her hair does look a bit striking until it's gotten used to.
Traits: She's less-than-shy, but quiet. Many take her to be overly serious and mature, though her age is only that of seventeen, and wind up hiring her for one job or another, usually for assassinations. This is very rare, however, that anyone can read the seemingly shy, intense girl from a first glance and so her money pouch is usually very light. An excellent adapter with no need for disguises;[seeing as she is one of the people who is able to improvise]her weak spot lies in trust, which although not always shown, is felt for nearly everyone. Her temper is stormy and cold, rather than hot; she is likely to take it out on herself rather than anyone else. Killing does bother her, seeing as she is fairly young, but after the first few assassinations and self-defensive 'slips' the fear and pain she has of killing others and ridding them of the gift of life has faded, slightly. Usually, to earn money, she relies on donations and the gold earned from selling [thankfully legal] herbs. After a long period in which all of her money dries up, Adrienne will go into the whoring business, at a slightly higher price. If she will service someone, they must give her a gift in return. If they don't in advance, she will not 'do her business'. This so called 'business' makes her burn with shame, for her strict code of honor and hidden feelings are appalled at how the more untamed half of their mistress revels in it, as wrong as the trade is. An interesting aspect to Adriene is that she does not cry. At least not in front of others, for a very long time. Most of her weaker, kinder feelings are bottled up inside her heart, although the telltale gift of money to poor, younger children shows that she manages to come from her dark reclusive shell sometimes. 'Fun' is a word the pretty girl has lost meaning of, along with 'friendship' and 'help'. She is a survivor, who makes the best of the situation and tries to always come out on top.
~
INVENTORY:
Gold Earned: 10
Job(s): herbalist/arsenist[assassin], when it's called for, sleeper
Items: a small velvet pouch for collecting herbs, and a leather one for money/a tattered linen cloak and the clothes she's wearin'
Magic Items: not yet, no
Eh? Lets see if my poor, weak, pea-sized brain was able to comprehend all of that . . . -waits-
Full Name of Character: Adrienne Iphigenie Myrege
Nick Names: Adrien | Myre | Addy
Gender: female
Age: 17
Class: poor
Soul Sewn*: la de da . . . xD
Description: Of average height with raven black hair and prominant steel-grey/blue eyes. The long, silky tresses hang down to her mid-back, and grow fairly quickly, if just a mite slow. Her eyes are of the normal color, accented in her seasonally pale skin and full pallid lips, the color seeming to nearly change from its natural ocean blue to gray, to a lighter blue, and back again. This is supposedly true for everyone, yet hers do such changes with the slightest change of light, staying the shade of clouded ocean most of the time. She always manages to wash somewhere, be it in the gutter, a spring, in a house she's snuck into, or a river. She fails in most respects to stand out, though her hair does look a bit striking until it's gotten used to.
Traits: She's less-than-shy, but quiet. Many take her to be overly serious and mature, though her age is only that of seventeen, and wind up hiring her for one job or another, usually for assassinations. This is very rare, however, that anyone can read the seemingly shy, intense girl from a first glance and so her money pouch is usually very light. An excellent adapter with no need for disguises;[seeing as she is one of the people who is able to improvise]her weak spot lies in trust, which although not always shown, is felt for nearly everyone. Her temper is stormy and cold, rather than hot; she is likely to take it out on herself rather than anyone else. Killing does bother her, seeing as she is fairly young, but after the first few assassinations and self-defensive 'slips' the fear and pain she has of killing others and ridding them of the gift of life has faded, slightly. Usually, to earn money, she relies on donations and the gold earned from selling [thankfully legal] herbs. After a long period in which all of her money dries up, Adrienne will go into the whoring business, at a slightly higher price. If she will service someone, they must give her a gift in return. If they don't in advance, she will not 'do her business'. This so called 'business' makes her burn with shame, for her strict code of honor and hidden feelings are appalled at how the more untamed half of their mistress revels in it, as wrong as the trade is. An interesting aspect to Adriene is that she does not cry. At least not in front of others, for a very long time. Most of her weaker, kinder feelings are bottled up inside her heart, although the telltale gift of money to poor, younger children shows that she manages to come from her dark reclusive shell sometimes. 'Fun' is a word the pretty girl has lost meaning of, along with 'friendship' and 'help'. She is a survivor, who makes the best of the situation and tries to always come out on top.
~
INVENTORY:
Gold Earned: 10
Job(s): herbalist/arsenist[assassin], when it's called for, sleeper
Items: a small velvet pouch for collecting herbs, and a leather one for money/a tattered linen cloak and the clothes she's wearin'
Magic Items: not yet, no
Eh? Lets see if my poor, weak, pea-sized brain was able to comprehend all of that . . . -waits-
