Post by lostgardengirl on Feb 5, 2008 23:00:27 GMT -5
Screen Name: lostgardengirl
Age (rp years): a fey brushed girl, a yearling
Age (how long has this char been rp’d): time and time again, in different skins, ten years
Height: 5'6, roughly
Weight: she is a slender, but curvaceous creature, with the faint awkwardness of one pubescent, still getting comfortable in her skin.
Creature/class: Fey/Healer
Abilities: Dynamic, in that she has great stamina, mentally too in the most trying conditions, and versatile, well able to bend to the situation and mould herself to suit what governs, whether that be leader, nurse maid or fighter, hand to hand. She can sense thoughts and see the Other World, to her, the veil is especially thin.
Weapons: her body is her weapon
Equipment/armor: she wears a thin, linen wove dress that is cinched about her waist by a gold rope. Her feet are sealed in sandals, and her hair is knotted in daisy and other wild flowers, threaded through with the stems and held just so, with the assistance of pliant stems.
Skills: she is a healer, a giver
History: she is from a garden, a hatch, where the fey spirits lurk, behind the green fans of fronds, the puddle filled path that winds behind a house, through the grass, smelling fresh and alive with magic
Age (rp years): a fey brushed girl, a yearling
Age (how long has this char been rp’d): time and time again, in different skins, ten years
Height: 5'6, roughly
Weight: she is a slender, but curvaceous creature, with the faint awkwardness of one pubescent, still getting comfortable in her skin.
Creature/class: Fey/Healer
Abilities: Dynamic, in that she has great stamina, mentally too in the most trying conditions, and versatile, well able to bend to the situation and mould herself to suit what governs, whether that be leader, nurse maid or fighter, hand to hand. She can sense thoughts and see the Other World, to her, the veil is especially thin.
Weapons: her body is her weapon
Equipment/armor: she wears a thin, linen wove dress that is cinched about her waist by a gold rope. Her feet are sealed in sandals, and her hair is knotted in daisy and other wild flowers, threaded through with the stems and held just so, with the assistance of pliant stems.
Skills: she is a healer, a giver
History: she is from a garden, a hatch, where the fey spirits lurk, behind the green fans of fronds, the puddle filled path that winds behind a house, through the grass, smelling fresh and alive with magic