Post by Athora on Dec 28, 2006 6:08:27 GMT -5
Name: Athora
Race: Man
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Current Location: Middle Earth
Family Relations: Passed away
Weapon: Black Bladed sword, claws and bow
Other Items Owned: A black horse with white mane and tail
Personality: Generally a sad person her happiness comes from seeing others lead better lives then the one that she has. She is quick to smile but rarely laughs. She has a quick temper but soon forgets about what made her angry unless the cause continues.
Detailed History:
Born in Rommena in Mittalmar.
Athora was raised by both her parents she lived a good life. Her father was a fisherman and her mother was a seamstress for the rich merchants of the area. Athora was an only child, which saddened the father but he loved her all the same. He taught her tricks he knew with sword and bows as he would have done if he had a son while her mother taught her the woman jutties of the house.
Her father and mother wanted the best they could offer her in life and together with their long time friends they organised her marriage to the family friend’s son. After her 17 birthday she was married the man, Eric, who was given land for a farm brought by both families.
Athora started a new life on the farm with her husband, her mother and mother-in-law would visit her regularly while the men would talk about the land and future plans. Six months later an illness swept the town killing many of the old and young, Athora's parents and in-laws where taken by the illness. A few months later the farm Athora lived on with Eric was thriving and just before her 18th birthday Athora was with a child.
Athora's life was perfect and many commented on the good fortune that had befallen her and Eric after the loss of their parents.
A few months more there was an uprising in the town, people where angry about the merchants growing riches and the heavy taxes that where being forced on the town’s people. Eric was in town the day the town’s people took up arms and violence swept threw. Many innocents where killed and at dawn the next day Eric's body was brought back to the farm where Athora had been waiting. Eric had died when he had tried to get a child out of the way of the massing crowds but was trampled in the confusion along with the child he had tried to save.
Athora's grief was so great at Eric's death at she lost the child she was carrying, barring both her husband and child broke her heart, unable to eat or drink for days due to her grief Athora almost lost her own life. She watched the days go by sitting beside the graves of her loved ones until she cried herself to sleep in the darkness of night. It was one such night when the moon was high in the sky lighting the world below that a voice rang about her, soft as though it was the wind that spoke to her it told her of her past and present giving her comfort that there was more to her life then graves and memories. Though she could never forget the voice sounded so much like that of Eric's she took it as a sign that it was alright for her to move on and live when those she loved could not.
A week later Athora had settled the land she had owned giving to a new couple who already and three children and more on the way.She hired an old lady to come every now and then to clean a houose furthure away form the town that she and Eric had owned so she may have a place to stay when she returned. With her horse and some belongs that could not be left behind she started on her journey to see what was beyond Linhir, that she may find peace some where else in life.
Fears: Suffering of others
Strengths: Her confidence in herself
Weaknesses: Quick to judge others
Likes: Children, animals and gatherings
Dislikes: Domestic violence and cruelty
Facial Appearance: Pale skin, soft blue eyes, light red lips and golden waist length hair.
Clothing: Athora has a few sets of cloths; she owns two dresses made by her mother in the fashion of the time; long full length with large sleeves and a belt about her middle. She also owned a pair of breeches and a tunic that again he mother had made giving them a hint of feminine by making them fit her body and elegant embroidery on the sleeves, she wears knee high boots with these. She has a full length cloak with hood as well.
Build: Athora is thin but healthy, she weight at the death of her husband and child. She stands at 5'7.
((hope thats all right))
Race: Man
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Current Location: Middle Earth
Family Relations: Passed away
Weapon: Black Bladed sword, claws and bow
Other Items Owned: A black horse with white mane and tail
Personality: Generally a sad person her happiness comes from seeing others lead better lives then the one that she has. She is quick to smile but rarely laughs. She has a quick temper but soon forgets about what made her angry unless the cause continues.
Detailed History:
Born in Rommena in Mittalmar.
Athora was raised by both her parents she lived a good life. Her father was a fisherman and her mother was a seamstress for the rich merchants of the area. Athora was an only child, which saddened the father but he loved her all the same. He taught her tricks he knew with sword and bows as he would have done if he had a son while her mother taught her the woman jutties of the house.
Her father and mother wanted the best they could offer her in life and together with their long time friends they organised her marriage to the family friend’s son. After her 17 birthday she was married the man, Eric, who was given land for a farm brought by both families.
Athora started a new life on the farm with her husband, her mother and mother-in-law would visit her regularly while the men would talk about the land and future plans. Six months later an illness swept the town killing many of the old and young, Athora's parents and in-laws where taken by the illness. A few months later the farm Athora lived on with Eric was thriving and just before her 18th birthday Athora was with a child.
Athora's life was perfect and many commented on the good fortune that had befallen her and Eric after the loss of their parents.
A few months more there was an uprising in the town, people where angry about the merchants growing riches and the heavy taxes that where being forced on the town’s people. Eric was in town the day the town’s people took up arms and violence swept threw. Many innocents where killed and at dawn the next day Eric's body was brought back to the farm where Athora had been waiting. Eric had died when he had tried to get a child out of the way of the massing crowds but was trampled in the confusion along with the child he had tried to save.
Athora's grief was so great at Eric's death at she lost the child she was carrying, barring both her husband and child broke her heart, unable to eat or drink for days due to her grief Athora almost lost her own life. She watched the days go by sitting beside the graves of her loved ones until she cried herself to sleep in the darkness of night. It was one such night when the moon was high in the sky lighting the world below that a voice rang about her, soft as though it was the wind that spoke to her it told her of her past and present giving her comfort that there was more to her life then graves and memories. Though she could never forget the voice sounded so much like that of Eric's she took it as a sign that it was alright for her to move on and live when those she loved could not.
A week later Athora had settled the land she had owned giving to a new couple who already and three children and more on the way.She hired an old lady to come every now and then to clean a houose furthure away form the town that she and Eric had owned so she may have a place to stay when she returned. With her horse and some belongs that could not be left behind she started on her journey to see what was beyond Linhir, that she may find peace some where else in life.
Fears: Suffering of others
Strengths: Her confidence in herself
Weaknesses: Quick to judge others
Likes: Children, animals and gatherings
Dislikes: Domestic violence and cruelty
Facial Appearance: Pale skin, soft blue eyes, light red lips and golden waist length hair.
Clothing: Athora has a few sets of cloths; she owns two dresses made by her mother in the fashion of the time; long full length with large sleeves and a belt about her middle. She also owned a pair of breeches and a tunic that again he mother had made giving them a hint of feminine by making them fit her body and elegant embroidery on the sleeves, she wears knee high boots with these. She has a full length cloak with hood as well.
Build: Athora is thin but healthy, she weight at the death of her husband and child. She stands at 5'7.
((hope thats all right))
