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Name

Clause Faustas


Birthday

November 13th


Age

72


Gender

Male


Occupation

Prime Regent to the King of Carthya


Residence

Drylliad



  • Clause's appearance practically commands respect, his appearance quite literally defines refinement. From the way the man walks and talks to his opulent choice of clothing, his royal status is as plain as day.

    Standing at 6'1" and weighing a rather light 165lbs, Clause has a slim frame accompanied with broad, firm shoulders. His torso to bottom ratio is quite unbalanced, with his gangling legs taking up a high percentage of his body. His svelte figure does well to conceal the mans robust qualities.




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[fieldbox=Aubrey Baudelaire, #B9B9B9]

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Abel Tesfaye

Full Name
Aubrey Shalé Baudelaire

Age
18

Sex & Gender
Male, bi-curious

Ethnicity
1/2 Ethiopian, 1/2 French

Date of Birth & Sign
February 3rd, 19??, Aquarius



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    Aubrey stands at 5'8", weighing roughly 145lbs, his dark brown eyes complimenting his equally brown skin and black hair. At first glance it's evident the young man keeps himself well groomed in all aspects of his outward appearance. Often, he'll sport a small array of jewelry and accessories such as earrings, necklaces, rings, chains etc. His brand named clothing suggests a rich background, and his build suggests an athletic lifestyle, although the latter is not so much the case.

    Within twenty four hours of a full shave Aubrey will have already grown a short amount of stubble. A full week and a half will leave him with a short beard. There are multiple scars throughout his inner left forearm, as well as several others surrounding his abdomen. His bagged eyes suggest difficulty sleeping.



  • A majority of Aubrey's adolescence was spent living a relatively middle class life under the guidance and care of a single mom and Aubrey's grandmother. Due to his mothers Ethiopian heritage, Aubrey's mother and grandmother were the boys only family growing up. The trio lived together for fourteen long, peaceful years in Toronto, Canada until Aubrey came into contact with his father for the first time, who at the time lived a luxurious life within the northern suburbs of Saint-Ouen, France, just six kilometers from the centre of Paris. He juggled life as both a professor in modern art and amateur painter, as well as a part-time music tutor for hire.

    In only one month, Aubrey's father had managed to reverse an entire childhood of good, quality, healthy life lessons, morals and ideals that would ensure a healthy lifestyle for such a young and humble child. Aubrey was a living, pure example of the carefree life his father did not have the luxury of experiencing as a child. Where as the boys mother introduced him to all the good in the world, his father, more so out of spite of himself, introduced him to everything bad. This included all the most popular vices and generally taboo habits such as smoking, drinking, pornographic film (mostly french), and knowledge on a variety of drugs such as cocaine, marijuana, LSD, MD-MA, etc. all stacked upon distasteful habits and poor morals. Aubrey's mother was completely oblivious.

    Although initially this type of exposure may seem toxic, Aubrey's father was not entirely a man reduced only to wicked morals. He was not heartless, merely open minded. Maybe too open minded. Although the subject matter was distasteful at best, the guidance that came along with it was mature and thoughtful, paying attention to every perspective. Aubrey, lured in by devilish habits and pleasant pastimes as well as a new found, rich way of living, spent the next two and a half years in France.

    Two crucial events in Aubrey's life occurred during his time spent in France. The first, and most memorable of the two, was the young boy having fallen in love with a girl he met on his sixteenth birthday during a night out in Paris with friends. By absolute chance, her birthday landed on the day after his. Despite the fact she was two years older, the two purposefully shared their first kiss as the clock struck twelve. Often the young man will recollect that night, describing it simply as "The happiest time of my life."

    Having met through mutual friends, the two inevitably had much in common, including Aubrey's new found passion for substance abuse and general mischievous behavior, among other, more personal relations. Mutually, they both agreed to only communicate with letters rather than in person under one condition; If they both received at least three letters a week every week until the end of spring, they had no choice but to marry one another. With only that holding them back, the coming months went by instantaneously (according to Aubrey) and by the beginning of summer the two were inseparable.

    On Christmas, during that same year, as a result of a lifetime of poor lifestyle choices and bad habits, Aubrey's father was diagnosed with a variety of different cancer at different stages (kidney, liver, lung, and brain) only after he was found unconscious in the living room and driven to the hospital by Aubrey himself. After refusing treatment for an entire month, he was eventually hospitalized entirely, and a few short weeks after that, died in his sleep once Aubrey's lover had convinced him to discreetly euthanize his father.


    A month after his seventeenth birthday Aubrey was already living back home in Toronto with his mother. His grandmother had passed during his time spent in France. Although his fathers passing had complicated his school, it more than made up for it. In his will, his father only asked that all of his belongings be sold, and what couldn't be sold, shipped back to Canada. He had practically erased his existence entirely, altering his presence to that of dollar bills that only sat in a savings account, building with interest, increasing every month as a result of royalties obtained from paintings. Above all else, the money sat still, waiting until Aubrey's eighteenth birthday.

    Aubrey returned to school in Toronto that following year after having spent his summer making up schoolwork. Within a few short weeks, he found himself within a particularly mischievous clique only slightly similar to his group of friends in Paris. After having scored a fake i.d., the young man vanished entirely from both school and home for two weeks straight and had spent the entire hiatus in a haze of various parties, clubs, drugs and bedrooms.

    The boys intense lifestyle and lack of attendance became evident to most of his peers by word of mouth and general gossip within a short amount of time, making Aubrey somewhat notorious in school (mostly due to his background in France) but more so at home. His mother had long ago regretted her consent in his moving to France, as it was clear there was no undoing the damage inflicted upon her son. Constant arguing, mostly as a result of comparisons made between Aubrey and his father, lead to the boy eventually leaving home and staying every night in a different home. This way of living began halfway into October and lasted until Novembers latter weeks. Often, Aubrey would switch between staying at a friends or spending the night after a one night stand, alluring everyone he knew with fulfilled promises of drugs and alcohol. He was almost always guaranteed a place to sleep if there was a party involved, that much he knew.



    As December came around, Aubrey managed to find himself a temporary home within walking distance of the school. A close friend of his had convinced his mother the boy was already eighteen and had been kicked out of the house for smoking weed. Even so, she was completely oblivious to everything else the two had been getting themselves into. During this time Aubrey began to attend school regularly, albeit his vices at this point had become a weekly habit. Eventually this began to take a toll on his health, but did not discourage him. He only learned to pace himself properly, and in the meantime began to take a variety of smaller, less threatening substances in high amounts (Oxycodone, Adderall, DXM) and had even began to frequent cocaine, all while his grades plummeted without his attention, or care.


    It was during a New Years celebration when Aubrey realized his excessive drug habits were all in an attempt to reach the greatest and most satisfying high of them all, that being genuine happiness. After the new year his habits had nearly vanished as the young man began to experience the longest and most somber come down he ever had the displeasure of going through.

    At this point, paradise was no longer a desire, or craving the young man yearned night and day for, but a necessity.




  • To many peoples surprise, Aubrey is genuinely nothing more than a laid back, kind-hearted, mellow individual who always puts everyone's best interest before his own. This alone leads to many misconceptions about the young man. Often, others will assume he's extremely shy and gloomy, and will be quick to offer a shoulder to cry on or an ear to listen. In truth, however, Aubrey is merely a quiet, curious kid lost in thoughts, dreams, ambitions, and himself.

    He's able to relax around almost anyone and anything and loves nothing more than to exaggerate the good in any given situation. His optimism seems endless when his true feelings are made apparent, although this is a rare feat in itself, as the boy is heavily reserved and introverted despite being easy to get along with. In general, Aubrey is almost excruciatingly simple, and this alone only adds to his endearing charm. He's essentially the life of the party, and can only enjoy himself when everyone else is already having a good time.



    It's evident in everything Aubrey says, his mannerisms, and general behavior; all of the quality life lessons, morals and teachings his mother and grandmother had bestowed upon him in adolescence are still there, simply buried beneath the vice grip of his drug habits and cynical outlook on life as a result of an over-abundance of luxurious pleasures, including the inheritance his father left for him. Signs of mental and physical illness are clear, and yet the young man chooses to ignore both, his mind and body focused only on bettering himself and the life he lives, even if his actions go against the very same goals he's set before him.

    As a result, unbeknownst to him, Aubrey prefers peoples company as opposed to privacy or isolation. He would much rather listen, even talk if it prevented him from being left alone with himself and his own thoughts for any long duration of time. This has inevitably lead to his abuse of peoples own thoughts and feelings. Time and time again he'll often mislead others, romantically or not, at an attempt to feel anything but the pain and loneliness he inflicts upon himself as a result of his own self loathing and lack of happiness (a significant factor in this being his frequent use of MD-MA) Although he does this often, almost daily, he's completely unaware of the harm he's caused and may cause upon others.



    His good graces and endearing charm almost always seem to fade away the moment any substance begins to take effect on the young man. He'll be quick to lose focus on everyone else, becoming concerned only with himself and those closest to him. He'll often encourage those around him to participate in the substance abuse, and will be relentlessly persistent even after numerous rejections until either the other gives in or his attention is directed to something else.


    This will often lead to disagreements, tension, and arguing, until eventually Aubrey finds something to occupy his time, whether it be a stranger who's feelings he could play with, or more substance to indulge in. Even in the most relaxing, calm environments, simply the act of using and feeling substances will leave Aubrey with a desire to feel more, be it chemically or genuinely. The boy will go great lengths to achieve this, and continue to climb as high as possible, using whatever methods available. These nights typically end with him blacking out or falling into a trance, until eventually he loses consciousness and passes out, asleep.

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  • During his two years in France, Aubrey spent months upon months in his fathers classroom and studies. Under his guidance Aubrey was able to speak French after three long months. He spent the following two years learning, participating and indulging himself in a variety of his fathers arts. Although his ability and knowledge has fallen short over the years, the boy is an all around beginner, a novice of arts such as;

    • Painting
    • Sculpting
    • Architechture (Gothic and Romanesque, specifically)
    • Pottery
    • Literature (Poetry and spoken word)
    • Film
    • Fashion
    • Music (piano, violin, drums)

    In his adolescent years, Aubreys' grandmother taught him to speak Amharic. To this day, he understands the basics of Amharic and can still manage to use the language. His French, however, is fluent.


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[fieldbox=Dean Cooper, #ffb375]


Full Name
Dean Andrew Cooper


Age
19


Date of Birth
April 12th


Born and Raised
St. Louis, Missouri


Occupation
Former Student



  • Dean stands at a height of 5'8", weighing roughly 150lbs. His dark brown hair has grown in length over-time. The boys disheveled appearance goes hand in hand with his tattered apparel. Every piece of clothing the boy owns at the least has one opening, exposing his body. He'll often dress in small layers to make up for it. Hidden beneath the dirt, grime, sweat, scratches, scars, bruises and bleeding is a layer of clear skin, coupled with soft features, the boy radiates good health, even in the dire circumstances he experiences daily.












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[BCOLOR=transparent]Cloud & Light[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Age:[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Unknown[/BCOLOR]

Biography:
Cloud and Light come from the same home, a place long forgotten since their arrival to the Falls. The two know nothing of themselves or one another. The only memories the two can recollect are those of open wounds, aching muscles, pounding chests and the fiery vigor of an intense battle the two seemed to have survived together, along with an immense yearning within both their hearts to return home. The only identity the two share is a foreign marking on both their left hands.

Familiar of choice: OR Weapon of choice:
Clouds Weapon - Sword of Flames
Lights Familiar - Elemental




  • Strengths

    • Bronze - Exceptionally strong
    • Ballets shoes - Exceptionally balanced in stance and stride
    • Cowboy - Significantly trained in the art of pistol dueling/dual-wielding
    • Gymnastics - Developed in physical agility and coordination
    • Lone Wolf - Works better alone as opposed to being a team player
    • Sharpshooter - Adept at ranged weaponry, specifically via sniper rifle
    • Swordplay - Expert at dual-wielding blades; specifically katana's

    Abilities

    • Ambidextrous - Equally adept in both left and right hands
    • Blacksmith - Can forge and repair most swords and blades, as well as some melee weapons
    • Buster - A strong blow to the opponents abdomen using the hilt of sword; can stun opponent briefly
    • Boxer - Adept at hand to hand combat
    • Closer! - Able to pull enemies with the use of a grappling hook
    • Cross country - Able to maintain a full sprint for an hour if not more
    • Clouded - Able to see clearly through most dust and smoke
    • Deadly aura - Able to deflect most projectiles using blades
    • Grenadier - Able to craft a variety of bombs
    • Gunsmith - Able to repair, modify, design, or builds guns, as well as produce ammunition
    • Jackrabbit - Can jump significant distances off any surface with ease; relies on stamina
    • Spider - Able to scale tall structures with the use of a grappling hook


    Specials

    • Duster! - Cloud surrounds the immediate area around him within a mass of dust derived from the earths surface below him (dirt, sand, snow etc. with the exception of liquids) significantly limiting everyone's visibility in the area.


    • Dark Cloud (Requires Lights Ultralight Beam, cannot be executed in the dark) - Cloud surrounds the entire area within a pitch black condensed mass of vapor, or, a Dark Cloud. The cloud takes thirty seconds to fully surround the area. Any contact with any source of light prior to surrounding the area will cancel the Special. After thirty seconds, Lights Ultralight Beam must be fired and maintained directly at the Dark Cloud, illuminating a set path from one end of the cloud to the other. The highlighted path passes through every opponent within the Dark Cloud, giving Cloud the opportunity to move back and forth on the path, relentlessly striking every opponent inside at the speed of light before the Ultralight beam consumes the cloud in a blinding discharge.

    • Cumuluminesce (Requires Lights Sun Bomb) - Cloud surrounds the battlefield within a mist that gradually elevates in length and width whilst becoming thicker, becoming a cumulus. For the cumulus to remain contemporary, Light must summon a miniature sun high above the battlefield in any given area. As the cumulus becomes dense, any enemies within are trapped inside, giving Light the opportunity to bring the sun downwards, pulverizing all enemies within, causing the cumulus to burst.







  • Weaknesses
    • Legs and arms
    • Disarmament
    • Darkness
    • Multiple opponents
    • Swimming
    • Arrogant
    • Claustrophobic
    Fears
    • Water
    • Losing
    • Isolation
    • Small areas, tight spaces
    • Thunderstorms, lighting
    • Imperceptive; being blind



  • Strengths

    • Brains - Intelligent; Exceptional at strategizing and problem solving
    • Ninja - Cautious and reserved in action; expert in stealth
    • Hawk - Can see at a great distance in the daylight
    • Trickster - Highly sociable and persuasive
    • Mage - Expertly trained in all aspects of magic use
    • Elevated - Abnormally energetic, giving way to a high work ethic

    Abilities

    • Phazement - Able to vanish in a burst of light and teleport medium distances
    • Photosynthesis - Able to heal gradually when exposed to daylight
    • Blinded - Able to disorient enemies temporarily
    • Make light - Can fire orbs of light that burst upon impact; relies on mana
    • Healthy aura - Able to surround herself and others within a sphere of light that gradually heals all within
    • Guardian - Able to summon a shield of light, blocking most projectiles and attacks
    • Perception - Able to summon an orb of light that can illuminate the immediate area
    • Farther - Can use phazement on enemies, teleporting them away at a medium distance
    • Light beam - Can fire a wide beam of light at multiple enemies; relies on mana

    Specials

    • Ultralight Beam - Light fires an even wider and stronger beam of light, allowing her to impact even more enemies. The attack lasts longer than the Light beam but requires a short amount of time to charge.

    • Stardust (Requires Clouds Duster!) - Cloud must first surround the area in a mass of dust, limiting visibility throughout the battlefield. He must then keep all enemies within the mass of dust at bay for thirty seconds while Light summons a miniature star. Once the star reaches full power, Light directs all of its power towards the mass of dust, firing a massive beam of light three times the size of her Ultralight Beam.




  • Equipment
    • Amulet



  • Weaknesses

    • Stubborn; closed minded
    • Impulsive
    • Long duration's without exposure to sunlight
    • Fragile, delicate; weak against physical attacks
    • Swimming
    • Hallucinations
    • Irresponsible

    Fears
    • Responsibility; having to lead
    • Darkness
    • Water
    • Loneliness; isolation
    • Making a mess




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[fieldbox=Meaka, #94949D]
Full Name

Meaka

Age

15

Date of Birth

May 19th, 6:00AM

Born and Raised

Beecher's Hope

Occupation

Farmhand




  • Meaka stands at 5'7" weighing approximately 140lbs. Vibrant blue eyes coupled with soft features and jet black hair well in need of a haircut leave the boys age a bit of a mystery to most. People often mistake him to be two or even three years younger than he actually is. Although Meaka is quite slim, his body and muscles are well-toned as a result of day to day labor underneath the sun, which has left the boy with a light but clearly noticeable tan.

    On a typical afternoon you can find the boy covered in dirt, soil and sweat all along his forehead to his forearms, with leather gloves and a cheap straw hat subjecting his hands and hair to the mercy of work on a farm. Ironically enough, during the bright hours of a labor occupied afternoon, people will assume Meaka to be older than his age, his boyish haircut and adolescent figure hidden underneath the apparel of a working man. By the late evening, the boy will appear almost brand new after only a bath and a change of clothes.



  • An aspiring bookworm and reluctant farmhand, Meaka lives on a pendulum, swing constantly between pursuing anything that will interest him and attempting to suppress all the things that already do interest him so he could focus and get some work done. When he's not swinging back and forth, the boy is calm, quiet, and mostly suffering from boredom, an inevitable part of his days that only ends up frustrating him.

    Even so, in the presence of company, be it relatives, neighbors, traders and what not, Meaka remains reserved and humble, his good manners the handiwork of his parents. Until recent years, however, the boys knack for boredom is a constant obstacle he meets everyday. The moment his mind loses interest, he will move onto something new, leaving misconceptions about the boy. Others will assume he's insensitive, abrasive even, or they will assume he has trouble paying attention.

    Meaka has spent a decade as a farmhand, physical labor being a day by day ritual of his. As the years have passed, he's grown to rely on daydreams and fantasies to combat boredom, theories and possibilities of the world beyond a small farming town surrounded by the gods green earth. He has grown obsessed with learning and this has only spawned an unrelenting desire to explore the world and witness it all with his own eyes. Anyone that knows the boy will easily assume he will one day see the world, or die trying.

    His methodical nature is displayed within his high work ethic that's developed after years of a routine, physically demanding occupation vital not only to his entire family's well being, but very survival. Countless hours spent fortifying the land and repairing damages has left Meaka knowledgeable in a variety of hands-on crafts, but never anything more your average farmer would know. The boy dislikes interruptions and likes to get all things done in a timely manner. He's a neat freak, too, and likes to have everything in its place and properly organized.

    Although he's quick to wander onto the next thing, if something manages to capture the boys full attention it will be difficult for him to direct focus to anything else until all possible ideas have been sifted through. There is a passion, a desire to understand and experience the world that surrounds them at any cost. His most liberating pastime is simply being outdoors within the natural world, where he will sit and pray for the day he can venture out into the world and all of its possibility.





  • Born to the rudimentary tune of roosters crow in the early morning, Meaka is anything but a stranger to the day to day lives of farmers, traveler's and traders, or in other words, ordinary people living a working life just to carry on. Both of the boy's parents lived off the land and have been doing so for decades. Their strength, resiliency and willpower all stem from their undying faith in Zu, Mi, Ko and Ro, the four deities of the grassland.

    Meaka has lived the entirety of his life on his parents ranch, and as an only child, is expect to inherent the entire ranch itself upon his parents passing, thus shaping the boys destiny before he could even speak. However, ironically, or at least ironically enough to his parents and a majority of his elders, the boy had grown quite bored of farming life before age ten. Humble and endearing life lessons prevented the boy from disregarding his inherited fate with callous indifference, but this did not mean the indifference was absent, no, it was actually quite alive and constant. Be it chance or luck, just as Meaka's mundane outlook was set to full humdrum, the boys cousin, a courier three years his elder, has introduced him to his first book. It was the first time he even laid eyes upon words transcribed to paper.

    Okay, the courier was not actually his cousin, just a boy like him who's parents also happened to own a ranch and Meaka considered quite close. That was the norm for all of his peers. Each of them seemed to have all been dealt the same hand in life, and they were quite close because of it. Meaka, however, was the first of them to grow bored of it, and the exposure to literature and knowledge only fumed his desire for wonder. The book, however, was quite useless, as it detailed the religion of some foreign country, and had been translated from their language, so it was difficult for them to absorb, but this would not halt the boys curiosity.

    Simply the idea that a world of knowledge could be hidden between a front and back cover, sustained only by a spine, sent the boy through a loop and left him with an obsession behind anything and everything there was to learn, be it the carpentry behind the dinner table or the astrology behind the stars in the sky, the very sky his family worshiped. "But why?" Became a common phrase for the boy, and he was never really satisfied with anyone's answer. It didn't take long for his friends to catch onto all the fun Meaka was having in his pursuit of knowledge. The boys ambition to learn spread like wildfire among his peers, or "cousins", and within a month Meaka and two of his closest could no longer stand to even stay in the same room for too long.

    This new found passion only filled each of their parents with worry. They knew that questions would lead to answers, answers to knowledge, knowledge to ideas, and ideas to even greater ideas, all of which will lead to great accomplishments that impacted the world while lacking humility and simplicity, thus bringing about the dreaded prophecy of monsoons that would turn their very livelihood into an ocean. So in other words, they didn't like books and learning. Not one bit. Even going so far as to forbid any form of literature on the ranches themselves, be it books, scrolls, totems, stone slabs with chiseled writings, the whole authoritarian treatment. Instead, their parents pushed the lot towards their future in agriculture; cultivating soil and rearing all sorts of animals. It was, after all, the very trade that brought them into the world and provided for them a means to grow and prosper.

    The boys humdrum days returned in full stride, and after about half a decade had passed on tabs farm, it was clear to Meaka and the others. They would not be visiting a library anytime soon, and that was okay.

    They were a patient bunch.




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[fieldbox=Paz, #94949D]
Full Name

Paz, prefers the name "Raye"

Age

15

Date of Birth

December 10th, 12:03 AM

Born and Raised

Beecher's Hope

Occupation

Farmhand







  • Paz stands at 5'7" weighing roughly 115 lbs. The girl is, for reasons unknown, determined not to let her hair grow too far below her neck, her piercing, bright hazel eyes are her fiercest and most distinguishable trait, besides her mysteriously pink hair. Unbeknownst to all but a select few, Paz is prone to blushing. If one were keen enough to notice, she would make sure they kept it a secret, forever.




  • Does not like being called Paz. Where as her friends are calm and reserved, Paz is literally the opposite and tends to be quite energetic and loud. She is relentlessly stubborn and head over heels in love with anything and everything that involves adventure. A lifetime of tranquil farming has lead to thrill-seeking tendencies, which have in-turn only encouraged Paz already reckless behavior. Constant scolding and petty punishments do nothing to halt the girls deadly wanderlust, if not provoke them even further. Often she will venture out into the open, just beyond the towns borders, alone or with others, during daytime or night, unarmed and unable to defend herself. It was only a taste of danger, and was barely enough to satisfy and put the girl at ease for a while.

    Most people assume Paz to be rude, rowdy, hostile, defiant, diabolical, but mostly mean. In some ways, these are all true, and in other ways they are not. It is never quite clear whether or not the girl is ridiculously brave or insanely stupid, but she is undoubtedly determined towards the task at hand, as long as that task is the thrill of adventure, otherwise she will be quite upset that nothing interest is happening. Paz is driven towards testing her limits, as well as everyone else's. All things forbidden and dangerous are the very things she lives for. Despite her frolicking on the edge of everyone's sanity, when something has gone too far (as it usually does) the girl is quick to apologize and eager to mend any mistakes or damage she may have caused. She doesn't like when people are upset with her, and prefers to take care of things herself, without assistance.

    Forgiveness is something Paz lacks. She remembers everything, almost to an eerie extent, and will hold grudges like her life depends on it. Words are meaningless, actions alone will resonate with her. Despite how often Paz will let passion get the best of her, she is fiercely loyal and always places those closest to her before herself.





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[fieldbox=Sheik, #94949D]

Full Name

Sheik

Age

15

Date of Birth

October 3rd, 2:41 AM

Born and Raised

Beecher's Hope

Occupation

Farmhand





  • Sheik stands at 5'7" weighing roughly 130 lbs. She is significantly muscular for her age, her physique, much like her peers, a product of constant physical labor over the years. The girl shares Paz's habit of keeping her hair at a short length, her most distinguishable features being her skin color, silver-white hair, and dark brown eyes, as well as a variety of deep scars all along her back that have yet to be revealed to her peers.



  • A natural diplomat and open-minded problem solver, the girl will ironically enough go out of her way simply to avoid confrontations and ordeals that require solving, despite her knack for solving them, if she's willing to put effort towards such a task. Sheik prefers harmony over violence, and is quick to share with anyone willing to receive her generosity. The girl could not hold a grudge if she tried, and always sets everyone's best interests before her own, whether she would like to or not, which has inevitably lead to a habit of self-pity and lack of confidence in herself. Loud noises, shouting and aggressive behavior are not her forte. She seems to be the only one of her peers that is content with peace and tranquility, if not encouraging it, or doing her part to enforce it.

    Partnership and togetherness are key for the happiness of the cooperative, all-for-one team player that is Sheik. The girl cannot stand isolation, and finds inspiration within socializing, exploring and learning. She is fascinated by balance, simplicity and justice, meaning she cannot tolerate any form of injustice before her. Ironically, its when the time for decisions has arrived that Sheik is quick to run and hide, as the pressure one faces when making a vital choice or choosing sides is something Sheik cannot stand to bear alone and will be quick to look to those she trusts for insight and advice.

    Sheik's generosity knows no bounds, the girl is quick to act if anyone needs assistance, but remains polite, humble and charismatic at all times at an attempt to relive any tension in a given situation, not because she thinks what she's doing is good, but because she believes doing whats good is and always will be the right thing to do. She is outgoing and fearless when it comes to socializing and exploring the unknown or the unusual, but will be quick to run for cover the moment any danger presents itself. She is the glue that binds her friends together and reminds everyone to remain safe and healthy before anything else. Bandages first, adventure second.




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