The Madness of the North (Beginner Friendly)

Here you go. I hope she is good.

Full Name: Hilde Losnedahl
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Height: 5’7”
Nationality: Moremere
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Brown
Physical Description: She is built for strength and not for beauty. Her skin is pale and worn thin and rough by the harsh winds and burning sun in the summer. She is freckled and her hands bare scars and are calloused. Her skin is wrinkled in a slight and hard manner. Her hair is kept in a single and practical braid or bun, out of her face and way.
Clothing/Equipment Description: She wears a set of brown pants and a simple white blouse, that is loose fitting. She wears a sheepskin vest and boots made out of bear fur and leather. She carries a rucksack on her back, along with leather belt she keeps around her waist that has pouches on it. She keeps a round wooden and iron shield strapped to her back, over her rucksack. Her weapon is a one-handed battle axe that she keeps on her waist, with a leather cover over its blade. She has one hunting knife in her bag and one on her waist. She can shoot a bow, but does not carry the weapon.
Background: She was the wife of a man who raised pig and sheep since she was young, but at the age of 30 her husband passed away from illness and she sold her husband’s farm. She had no children with him and felt it was finally time to leave her home land. She traveled through most of the countries, learning that the world was just as harsh as the winters in her home. She became a merchant, selling furs and pelts from animals she traps, scrapping out a meager living in Canicatti, though she hates the heat and humid air. She likes the dry tundra, and misses her sheep and pigs.

Approved, looking forward to seeing more of this character.
 
Update

As of right now, there are three approved characters. I'm going to say that max party amount will be five, so if you haven't created a character yet, please do. Unfortunately, I can't hold spots forever and make everyone else wait, so please hurry if you are interested.

Approved Characters:
Rachel Alexis Nickoloff
Lysero Kolmenova
Hilde Losnedahl
 
Full Name: Gereon Mirche
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Height: 5’9
Nationality: Vettan
Hair Color: Dark blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Physical Description: Gereon is of a muscular build and an average height. His blond hair reaches down an inch or so past his broad shoulders and is usually kept loose or half up in a slack ponytail to keep it out of his face. He also has a short beard, if it can even be qualified as such, mostly because he can’t be bothered to shave it. His otherwise light skin is now tan after years of traveling and being outside. The most noticeable feature is his charming smile that has made him favorable among various crowds and many find him a very attractive man. Battle and long years of service has left his body scattered with small scars, the biggest one grazing his left shoulder, around the length of a hand. Behind his right shoulder he has the burnt mark of a slave etched into his skin.
Clothing/Equipment Description: Most of Gereons clothing consists of leather and dull cloths, nothing too pompous or eye-catching except for the fact that some of it is comprises a simple armour. Both of his shoulders are protected by leather shoulder plates and his arms and hands are wrapped in cloth to protect from small blows. He has a simple shield hanging over his back, together with the few possessions he has (mostly coin) in a leather bag. His weapons of choice are two dual swords that hang from a belt on his hips. His experience with other weapons are scarce, but he knows how to handle both an axe and a spear if needed.
Background: Gereon started out as many slaves in Vetta and was born into his position. He was taken from his mother at an early age and sold from master to master until he found his way into the hands of an unassuming man in the capital, Carconi at the age of around 16. Already at that young age Gereon showed signs for a skillful hand in battle and was put to training was the other handful of slaves that the man owned and used to bet money on in underground fighting tournaments. As Gereon grew older and more experienced he quickly rose in rank both among the slaves and in the tournaments and was awarded with both coin, wine and women. He was enjoying his life, making the most of it, until one day his master had a bit too much wine and got himself killed in a fistfight. Without anyone to rule the slaves they all fled heal from the house to find their own paths. Gereon who had known nothing else was lost and alone in the city, with no companions or coin. Over time he found his way to the city of Ringfeldt after making acquaintances with some of their soldiers. After getting enlisted in the army and doing and finding more confidence in himself as something other than a slave, he later left as their payment stopped finding its way into his pocket. At the time of his leave he had found himself in Tameiga, a city he soon fell in love with. He made a “living” by taking on small fights for coin, much like in his slave days, and used the money to buy wine and whores. Gereon never searched for a place to settle down to and kept living his life on foot until this day. Having visited half of the nation of the isle his journey led him to Canicatti of pure chance really, he had hear rumors of strange happenings in the city and found no reason not to explore.

Hope this okay haha, just tell me if I need to change anything!
 
Full Name: Gereon Mirche
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Height: 5’9
Nationality: Vettan
Hair Color: Dark blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Physical Description: Gereon is of a muscular build and an average height. His blond hair reaches down an inch or so past his broad shoulders and is usually kept loose or half up in a slack ponytail to keep it out of his face. He also has a short beard, if it can even be qualified as such, mostly because he can’t be bothered to shave it. His otherwise light skin is now tan after years of traveling and being outside. The most noticeable feature is his charming smile that has made him favorable among various crowds and many find him a very attractive man. Battle and long years of service has left his body scattered with small scars, the biggest one grazing his left shoulder, around the length of a hand. Behind his right shoulder he has the burnt mark of a slave etched into his skin.
Clothing/Equipment Description: Most of Gereons clothing consists of leather and dull cloths, nothing too pompous or eye-catching except for the fact that some of it is comprises a simple armour. Both of his shoulders are protected by leather shoulder plates and his arms and hands are wrapped in cloth to protect from small blows. He has a simple shield hanging over his back, together with the few possessions he has (mostly coin) in a leather bag. His weapons of choice are two dual swords that hang from a belt on his hips. His experience with other weapons are scarce, but he knows how to handle both an axe and a spear if needed.
Background: Gereon started out as many slaves in Vetta and was born into his position. He was taken from his mother at an early age and sold from master to master until he found his way into the hands of an unassuming man in the capital, Carconi at the age of around 16. Already at that young age Gereon showed signs for a skillful hand in battle and was put to training was the other handful of slaves that the man owned and used to bet money on in underground fighting tournaments. As Gereon grew older and more experienced he quickly rose in rank both among the slaves and in the tournaments and was awarded with both coin, wine and women. He was enjoying his life, making the most of it, until one day his master had a bit too much wine and got himself killed in a fistfight. Without anyone to rule the slaves they all fled heal from the house to find their own paths. Gereon who had known nothing else was lost and alone in the city, with no companions or coin. Over time he found his way to the city of Ringfeldt after making acquaintances with some of their soldiers. After getting enlisted in the army and doing and finding more confidence in himself as something other than a slave, he later left as their payment stopped finding its way into his pocket. At the time of his leave he had found himself in Tameiga, a city he soon fell in love with. He made a “living” by taking on small fights for coin, much like in his slave days, and used the money to buy wine and whores. Gereon never searched for a place to settle down to and kept living his life on foot until this day. Having visited half of the nation of the isle his journey led him to Canicatti of pure chance really, he had hear rumors of strange happenings in the city and found no reason not to explore.

Hope this okay haha, just tell me if I need to change anything!

Looks great, approved. Only correction I have is that Ringfeldt is a city and not a country, but I got what you were trying to say anyway.
 
Full Name: Hedvig Kallan Bjarnesen
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Height: 5'11"
Nationality: Moremere
Hair Color: Dirty blonde
Eye Color: Green w/hazel speckles.
Physical Description: Hedvig is as thin as she is tall. She has a boyish build and is quite strong. The shape of her face resembles that of Cara Delevingne, but she's not what most people would call "pretty." She has a pointy nose that could be described as having some resemblance to a bird beak. Her mouth is wide and her lips thin, and let's not forget the bushy eyebrows. There's a scar that stretches from one cheek to the other and another one right above her right eyebrow. Her hair is trimmed short, and if you don't look close enough, you might mistake her for a boy.
Clothing/Equipment Description: Hedvig wears a greyish white peasant dress, alpargatas (I couldn't find a good picture of traditional alpargatas), and a red cloak. She also carries around a weathered wool bag.
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Background: Hedvig was born in a small village in the Kingdom of Moremere to Jeppe and Else Bjarnesen. She was the only daughter in a family of 13 sons. Due to her close resemblance to a boy and her behavior, Hedvig was shunned by the other girls in her village. She grew up training with the boys and learning everything she needed to survive. She was one of the best archers in her village and would often accompany the men when they went out to hunt. Her entire village was burned down by mercenaries on the eve of her 10th birthday. She was sent to live with her aunt down in Culviny, for the sake of safety, where she learned sailing from her uncle. Hedvig hadn't heard from her parents or siblings in years, and were presumed dead. Soon after her 15th birthday her aunt became rather ill and passed away. She took over her aunt's job at her uncle's tavern and basically kept her uncle sane.
 
Full Name: Hedvig Kallan Bjarnesen
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Height: 5'11"
Nationality: Moremere
Hair Color: Dirty blonde
Eye Color: Green w/hazel speckles.
Physical Description: Hedvig is as thin as she is tall. She has a boyish build and is quite strong. The shape of her face resembles that of Cara Delevingne, but she's not what most people would call "pretty." She has a pointy nose that could be described as having some resemblance to a bird beak. Her mouth is wide and her lips thin, and let's not forget the bushy eyebrows. There's a scar that stretches from one cheek to the other and another one right above her right eyebrow. Her hair is trimmed short, and if you don't look close enough, you might mistake her for a boy.
Clothing/Equipment Description: Hedvig wears a greyish white peasant dress, alpargatas (I couldn't find a good picture of traditional alpargatas), and a red cloak. She also carries around a weathered wool bag.
zara-alpargata-lace-up-2995%E2%82%AC.jpg
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36a9e4c2a0ce9bbeff5154eddb134c3e.jpg

Background: Hedvig was born in a small village in the Kingdom of Moremere to Jeppe and Else Bjarnesen. She was the only daughter in a family of 13 sons. Due to her close resemblance to a boy and her behavior, Hedvig was shunned by the other girls in her village. She grew up training with the boys and learning everything she needed to survive. She was one of the best archers in her village and would often accompany the men when they went out to hunt. Her entire village was burned down by mercenaries on the eve of her 10th birthday. She was sent to live with her aunt down in Culviny, for the sake of safety, where she learned sailing from her uncle. Hedvig hadn't heard from her parents or siblings in years, and were presumed dead. Soon after her 15th birthday her aunt became rather ill and passed away. She took over her aunt's job at her uncle's tavern and basically kept her uncle sane.

Nice description! Approved!
 
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