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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2013 18:45:39 GMT -4
Full Name: Animeela Renee de Grahtto
Gender: female, or something else.
Race: Human
Occupation: adventurer who works as a courtesan/spy
Age: twenty-three
Birthday: March 26th
APPEARANCE
Animeela has long blond hair that waves all the way to her lower back. She keeps it down most of the time, to show off its length. Her eyes are a crystal blue. The shape of her face is oval and her eyes are almond. Ani has a button nose, her favorite feature of herself. Her voice can change pitch depending on what she’s really feeling. If she’s lying, her voice will usually go deeper than normal. Her body is very skinny. Her skin is so pale, you can almost see her glow in the moonlight. Without wearing her normal heels, Animeela is five feet four inches and weighs about one hundred twenty-eight pounds.
Her clothes signal a high class woman. She usually steals her way into society, taking rings and dresses from previous owners on her business runs. Ani loves to wear dresses, especially the ravish kind to give her men something to look at. She tries to hide all her scars that form her history with minerals the color of her skin. The teddy bear birthmark on her right shoulder-blade is also hidden from sight.
PERSONALITY
Animeela may come off as bored with you, it's because she's a snob. She doesn't like to waste her time with you if she could be doing something better. Impress her, amuse her, she'll take an instant liking to what you're doing. She's a great pretender of feelings, but that doesn't mean she's not interested.
Unless of course you're talking about romance. She's never interested when it comes to love. Maybe she'll pretend to have an afair with you, but her mind is never on the romance part of it. She's not trustworthy of men especially because of what happened in the past. Whenever she spends her time around them, she goes back to her past and becomes afraid of the person, afraid that they’ll do to her what those other men did. She doesn't ever want to have to experience that again.
Ani likes to spend her time and daydream. She’s become a professional daydreamer, if that could be a profession. Her favorite place would be the meadow, laying down in the grass and the flowers and just daydreaming. But sometimes, those daydreams turn into nightmares. She thinks too much and then goes on about her past...
Manipulating people is what she does. She can easily manipulate people’s emotions to have them think or feel or do what she wants them to. It’s one of her easy born with talents.
BACKGROUND
There's not much that Animeela knows about her childhood. Only glimpses of memories that have no meaning. Tea parties with her dolls in fancey dresses, the smile of her mother walking toward her with open arms to pick her up, singing songs late at night by a fire, ridding along in a carivan. It was all fun and games until the last night she saw her parents.
She woke up one night twenty years ago to shouts coming from her door. Her room was dark, but moonlight came through the curtains to light some of her dolls. She couldn't understand what the words were, but she understood it was another one of her parents arguments. Her dad bust through the door and started throwing her clothes out of her wardrobe. Her mom came in after him crying and screaming. He continued to throw her clothes into a pile. Animeela layed there frozen with fear. They've never faught in front of her before. Her father came over to pick her up and rushed her out of the room with her clothes in the other arm. He throws her into their carriage and drives away hastily. The last memory she has of her mother is her saddened face, tears falling down, waving goodbye.
They finally stopped outside the city. Her father pulled her out of the carriage. He threw her to some dark hooded men and talked about money with them. Her father got back in the carriage without her and drove away. Why didn't he take her with him? She wouldn't know the answer until years later when she was old enough to understand. She cried and the men just looked down at her and smiled with their yellowed and blackened teeth, some were even missing in places, it scared her. Animeela still has nightmares about that exact moment in time.
They took her to a house outside of town and did more than beat her. When they were done with her a few days later they threw her in a room with no windows. Six other girls lived in that room, ages varried from five to seventeen. She never left that house for ten years. The men selected their victems. Animeela was choosen a lot in the beginning because they thought they could break her, but she never stopped fighting them. Soon they stopped feeding her. The girls gave her their food sometimes, taking turns. Sometimes someone would have a baby, but the men would take it away from them and it was never to be heard from again. She learned through one of her later beatings that her parents were drug addicts who didn't have enough money to pay off their debt, so they gave up their only child. The only thing that kept her going was the thought that her parents might come back to get her, but after learning that, she grew to hate them but she still tried to fight the men off. Girls came and went. Most of the older ones that had been there were gone. Everyone thought they were killed just like the babies must have been.
When Animeela was fourteen, she was finally over and done with it. She wanted out. She had an urge to see the rest of the world. There had to be something more than just this house. She used to live in the outside world. Now she was the girl that had been in that room the longest. It took her a year to come up with a plan to get out of the house and away from the men. They were to escape during the hours just before the sun rose when the men slept. They would run as far and fast as they could before running out of breath, but they wouldn't stop. They would walk as fast as they could until they were lucky enough to catch a ride with someone. And one morning it happened, her plan worked. They escaped, or all that agreed to leaving which was seven girls out of the eleven they held captive.
They wrapped up in blankets not showing any scar or wound so they wouldn't scare anyone off. Animeela and two other girls found a carriage they rode all the way to the next town. It was unfamiliar to Animeela. The driver felt bad for the girls and their made up story of being sisters and their parents dieing and gave them a coin purse to rent a couple nights at the Inn and some food. They didn't stay long. The girls decided to seperate so they wouldn't be so easy to locate. The men could have wanted signs up for them. Animeela hasn't seen any of the girls since that last night at the Inn, or if she had she didn't recognize them.
Ever since then, she's been traveling the world to see it's sites. She lived by learning to steal people's coin purses off their body while walking. She saved up and bought daggers to live by when she was out on a deserted road. Animeela learned how to make fire and roast animal flesh. She stayed nights at Inns where courtesans would be and watched them. She watched how it was so easy for the to gain the money they recieved. She could do it, it was ingrained in her over the ten years she was trapped in that house. Everything seemed normal with her on the surface, but deep down, she was trapped still. So many scares that could never go away. She would probably never be able to trust someone, never be able to love someone, never to be able to feel the comfort of a person. She only knew how to pretend.
COMBAT
Animeela's Inventory
Animeela usually fights with the dagger strapped on to her thigh, sometimes found in her boot. She would try to get the person cornered and, if needed, get information needed from them. Then she would let them go.
OTHER
This optional section is for you to write any more information about your character that you like.
OOC
Alias: Moon
About You: Dude, I love writing, and I love talking about myself. I could write an essay here, but I know I shouldn't, so few pointers:
-- I am female,
-- seventeen years old,
-- living in the USA.
-- I run a medieval fantasy site of my own.
-- so you should obviously know I love medieval things.
-- My cats are my world (orange/white tabby {m}, calico {f})
-- My boyfriend gets on my nerves a lot, but I love him still.
-- I plan on being a film director in the next 20 years. (hopefully sooner O.O)
-- Graduating High school in January.
-- Used to be a bandy (Percussion ftw!)
How did you find Crown of Daggers? PBS