NAME: Felicia Epa (Lici : [Lee - cee] )
ROLE: Horsemaid
SEX: Female
Age: 20, although, since she is actually the youngest theoretically, her behavior is still somewhat like a young child.
APPEARANCE: (As see in her new form standing with Epa.)
Felicia use to be a tiny 5'5 7/8" tall, taller than even her older sister, the Shaman. Now, in her new form, she's a whopping 6' tall - a height she have to get use to. She holds a wild tangled mess of red hair that's been softly washed away by the sun, highlighted with little tendrils of strawberry blonde. When she's concentrating on focusing, a little finger tends to twist and twirl around one of these lighter strands - it's a sure sign that she's about to bolt. It's uncontrollable, just like her, and regardless if there's a need for her to tie it up or braid it, it doesn't last for long. She loves her freedom; therefore, her mane must fly.
She was blessed with a tiny frame, but sturdy bones; strong, toned arms that seem weak but delicate. Her legs are mighty and strong; not bulky and ill proportionate to the rest of her. Due to walking, swimming, or riding for long periods non-stop, they are powerful enough to delicately shatter a man's skull with one kick.
Preferring her freedom, Lici rarely wears clothing. It's easier for her to travel light and carefree, and she has no qualms about nudity, or the weather for that matter - good or bad. It seems to hold no effect on her, and usually seem to change accordingly to her moods or state of mind. For modestly sake though, she tends to wear loose fitting clothes painted with nature's palette; attire that allows for freedom of movement, camouflage, and are thin enough to not feel so weighted. She also tends to carry a long brown cloak for the winter months. She gained far too much suspicion and unwanted interest traveling bare in the snow.
PERSONALITY: Lici is a very youthful, naive, curious creature, one who seems to discover new and amazing things around her every day with a wonderment that strikes those thin heartstrings of others - who, in turn, reads her as just a mere child. But, in her young immortal life she's possibly witnessed more and experienced more than even her eldest brother. At times, this young Immortal can be evocative and profound, but all the same mysterious in her own way, and even strange due to her vast understanding and experiences given her 'true' age.
Highly optimistic, Felicia views each day as a new opportunity to experience something amazing, or to see something new and unusual - and for her to find that in her wanderings is a feat best marked as miraculous. Regardless, even the more familiar sights and sounds seem new and interesting to her - because she's one who is capable of seeing beauty and interest in the common and mundane.
A rather stubborn and determined filly, when Lici decides to set her path to do or go, she'll do her best to achieve it. It'll take an army to persuade her otherwise at times, but usually capturing her curiosity with often the tiniest object or theory can order her steps elsewhere to things of importance or emergency. Nevertheless, if one of her own is the subject of this need, whether it be horse, donkey, camel, elephant, moose, elk, water buffalo, or any other pack animal that falls under her jurisdiction, nothing will stop her from protecting them (even if her older brother, The Wildling, continues to banter that those creatures are his to manage). One creature that she would say the Wildling can keep all to himself is the snake. She's deathly afraid of them.
Enjoys good company at times, but due to her child-length attention span, her interest lags and her wanderlust will pull her away to something more appealing to her eyes and ears. Sometimes, if others are not paying attention to her, she will absentmindedly disregard her present responsibilities and wander for days following what's captured her concentration - regardless if it's common knowledge to her already. Her trusted entourage of spirit horses (not seen by the human eye) guides her back to her point of origin; returning to what she left behind - at times years after her disappearance.
Felicia also prefers her quiet times. Those are the moments when she can soak in her beloved world, partake in nature and the freedom of the open plains. Those times are when she is able to view the world through her mirrors of perspective, through understanding eyes that can find beauty within death. she enjoys learning how things connect and work together: how a gust of wind makes the leaves rustle a certain harmony and how a bird flies different based on the slightest change in the weather. These things are the simple constructs of nature that are ignored or unseen by others. She seeks to know, but only out of the art and beauty of knowing - not for the purpose of gain.
The love of life and nature she is well knowledgeable of, but that deeper love for others has always been something Lici's still curious about. This is where the lively little social butterfly can turn shy and immature. She has often been approached with the proposal of such love, of a relationship, but her travelling always gets in the way. If a traveler brings such pledges to her, she then becomes too frightened to accept, even to just curb her curiosity. But she's witnessed what damage it can do, and hides from it instead. However, this doesn't lessen her interest in the subject - her pure and innocent demeanor in this realm tends to irritate her, for it's the only topic that's a mystery to her.
HISTORY: Grew up on a ranch in the southern plains of Biscanye, with a father who's trade kept him knee deep in horse shit. Her mother managed the ranch for her husband, birthing a daughter and son to assist, but died during her last pregnancy - leaving her father lost in his world with two small children to tend to, along with a now struggling lifestyle. At age four, Felicia amazingly stepped up, optimistically keeping her father's spirits high, and somehow, miraculously, guiding blessings to their aid with her charms, her youthful heart, and carefree love for everyone she met. Upon the shoulders of an amazingly wise four year old child, her presence returned prosperity to their home, that in turned grew their small village into a bustling horse town where many businessmen and ranchers traveled to purchase the best breed of studs and mares around.
Feilicia loved caring for her horses and meeting people while her and her family traveled for trade shows. At the age of eight, she always felt a pull upon her soul, one that threatened to take her away from her small family for good. Misunderstood, the unspoken whispered from her animal companions, Lici assumed the voices were demons attempting to remove her from her home in order to take the lives of her father and brother. Instead, they were the ghost calls of desperate horses, lost hoof-kins, calling out for her help or begging for her to break the chains holding down their souls from a peaceful rest. Eventually, at age ten, she understood the call and allowed for the wanderlust to claim her. It spirited her away one night, upon the back of one lone spirit horse, the very one that belonged to her true mother - The Earth Mother.
Epa, an Orlov Trotter, took her away from the life she believed was all she knew. She learned about the world, the land, the heart and souls of the four-hoofed creatures that the Earth Mother molded. Most of this information was already within her from birth, just untapped. All that she'd learned from her earth parents were deeply explained further by the experiences the Earth Mother placed her before to watch, to embed deep below the surface of her skin. Lici learned to laugh, to cry, to pain, to heal - everything but to sin; for young and sweet, the Earth Mother wished for her heart to remain as pure as crystal, lacking evil and hatred in order to see truth even within darkness.
Felicia has traveled the entire world more times than any person, seeing all sorts of life the Earth Mother created upon the surface and feeling each and every expressed and non-expressed emotion or experience from them, as if she's lived through it herself. This knowledge has helped her to gain favor by many people, placing her in respectable situations to support daily living and her quest to protect the animals she adore. She went to Academy at age twelve, paid by a generous gentleman who was impressed by her knowledge of things most young children, or adults, had no clue about. But, unfortunately, none of it appealed to her, the refinement was too tight around her neck, and the wanderlust was too thick in her veins. She left, and continued to travel, following whatever floats past, capturing her interest; or to rush to the rescue when one of her own needed her.
SKILLS:
She has a decent amount of upper body strength, enough to wield her saddlewood quarterstaff to painful effects. But her real strength is in her legs - for attacks and travel. Amazing stamina, but she still has her limits. Adept swimmer, but cannot hold her breath under water well.
Cooking, that's a given since she travels and lives off the land at times, but she prefers to not cook... She hates the smell of heated oils. Can read the weather quite well, knowing just what may come when certain cloud formations develop, or why the winds shifted on a clear day.
ABILITIES:
Good Fortune/Blessings: A natural aura around her that she doesn't even know exist. Her presence just seems to bless, to bring good news and happiness everywhere she goes regardless of how bleak the times are. Sometimes, this good fortune effects the weather over hear head, the ground beneath her feet, or the auras surrounding her. Everything tends to work out well, or well enough, when she's around.
Soothsayer: She cannot tell a lie, and to hear one pains her physically. It took a while for her to realize this, but after living around The Wildling, she's realized just how devastating lies are to her. So, when before someone fibbing to gain favor, Felicia will fell sickly or weak, sensing the lack of trustworthiness within a person's words or tone.
Horse Spirit: A give as a Horsemaiden; she is capable of understanding and feeling the thoughts of horses and other pack animals. This connection to them will allow for more spirit abilities later on, once she becomes reacquainted with her loyal Horse Spirits.
Abilities for later:
Spirit Traveling: (A skill she holds naturally, but one she continuously needs to recall, rebuild and refine after every reincarnation.