Post by Hatsumomo Aireoru on Dec 17, 2006 16:21:08 GMT -5
Name: Hatsumomo Aireoru
Race:
Human
Age: 17
Gender:
Female
Occupation:
Lady Of Numenor
Birthplace:
Numenor
Family/Relations:
Mother: Meliones. Father: Carion. Siblings: Kae and Eleion (Brother and Sister)
Weapons:
White Blade
Other Carried Items:
Silver Necklace, Silver and Purple ring
Personality:
Kind And Thoughtful, yet controlling when that emotion is needed...Hatsumomo is not really the kind to be pushed around but she will follow orders to those higher than her...Hatsumomo is usually in a world of her own, one without pain or sorrow...more in a world of peace and love.
History: Born into a family of Farming villagers, as soon as the young girl reached the age of only 5, her parents were kidnapped and taken by Morgoth's armies and killed...having run away from her peasant home, she grew as she travelled with some who were fleeing.
Growing up as a stowaway, little Hatsumomo was taken in by a single mother...her own children had been killed so she kept little Hatsumomo as her own...
Many year's after, her adopted mother decided it was time to let Hatsumomo go....to start her own life...it was the hardest thing to do to a young girl such as Hatsumomo, but she needed to learn, she needed to learn how to live her own life.
Now living at the age of seventeen, Hatsumomo had lived by herself where ever she could, she know had a life of her own....
Wants:
Her own life and the ability to control it and make her own choices.
Fears:
Being trapped and then being either tortured or starved to death.
Seeing her loved ones Killed.
Strengths: Quiet movements, handy everyday working skills.
Likes:
Exploring, Singing, Dancing, Writing and Drawing.
Dislikes:
Getting Caught, beign treated like a pushover and not being treated like any other person.
Description: (Her image is like my banner)
With Mousy Brown hair and a white body make her delicate as the young girl she is. her thin body let her easily move around as she walks.
Her pale pink dress is usually thin against her skin even in such winter weather's she feels no cold and the frost makes her even more beautiful.
Race:
Human
Age: 17
Gender:
Female
Occupation:
Lady Of Numenor
Birthplace:
Numenor
Family/Relations:
Mother: Meliones. Father: Carion. Siblings: Kae and Eleion (Brother and Sister)
Weapons:
White Blade
Other Carried Items:
Silver Necklace, Silver and Purple ring
Personality:
Kind And Thoughtful, yet controlling when that emotion is needed...Hatsumomo is not really the kind to be pushed around but she will follow orders to those higher than her...Hatsumomo is usually in a world of her own, one without pain or sorrow...more in a world of peace and love.
History: Born into a family of Farming villagers, as soon as the young girl reached the age of only 5, her parents were kidnapped and taken by Morgoth's armies and killed...having run away from her peasant home, she grew as she travelled with some who were fleeing.
Growing up as a stowaway, little Hatsumomo was taken in by a single mother...her own children had been killed so she kept little Hatsumomo as her own...
Many year's after, her adopted mother decided it was time to let Hatsumomo go....to start her own life...it was the hardest thing to do to a young girl such as Hatsumomo, but she needed to learn, she needed to learn how to live her own life.
Now living at the age of seventeen, Hatsumomo had lived by herself where ever she could, she know had a life of her own....
Wants:
Her own life and the ability to control it and make her own choices.
Fears:
Being trapped and then being either tortured or starved to death.
Seeing her loved ones Killed.
Strengths: Quiet movements, handy everyday working skills.
Likes:
Exploring, Singing, Dancing, Writing and Drawing.
Dislikes:
Getting Caught, beign treated like a pushover and not being treated like any other person.
Description: (Her image is like my banner)
With Mousy Brown hair and a white body make her delicate as the young girl she is. her thin body let her easily move around as she walks.
Her pale pink dress is usually thin against her skin even in such winter weather's she feels no cold and the frost makes her even more beautiful.
