WimsyWillow
Lady of the Forest
Name: A’kiel (Ah-kEy-L)
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Aurae and 1/3 Daemon
Appearance: With a light blue skin tone and hair like the dancing Northern lights in blues and purples she has quite the frostbitten appearance. Her eyes appear blinded, clouded as they are. Her pupil is barely visible, but do not fear, this is simply one of her Daemon traits shining through, just as her height and bluish coloring are. Her hair hangs in a straight curtain down to her waist with the locks pulled back from her temples into a braid that hangs at the small of her back. Her facial features are alien looking, another Daemon trait that shapes her features like that of a deer’s. Elongated and delicate with high cheekbones and an oval shaped face. She is slender as her Aurae heritage calls for, and she stands at 4’6”, closer to a human height than her kinsmen. Due to living in the mountains all her life, she tends to favor heavier clothing, sticking with the blue that suits her so well. Leather armor is hidden under her dark blue linen shift and winter sky colored woolen overdress. A wolf pelt cloak hides her from her the cold and rabbit fur boots protect her feet. A heavy belt made of dark leather hangs around her waist, suspending her coin purse, a small knife for self defense, and a small woven charm decorated with beads that she holds very dear.
Main Skill: Healing. A’kiel is one of the stronger healers in her small village, helping the hunters when they come in after losing a battle with the more predatory of their neighbors. Her grandmother has long taught her in the healing ways, and she has quite the handle on it. Included under these teachings were herb gathering and elixir mixing. She knows well what plants do what, at least within her native land. The sight of blood does not phase her, in fact, it’s more of a call to action than anything. One of her biggest strengths is healing, and she jumps at the chance to show off that skill.
Secondary Skill: Aeromancy. The control over wind is a power her and her ilk all seem to inherit, at least within her village. Discovered during a snowball fight with the local children during better times, this is a skill A’kiel uses as naturally as breathing. Mainly for defense, though also for whimsy, she is nearly as strong an Aeromancer as a healer, but favors the latter.
Personality: A’kiel appears as somewhat of an airhead, a trait she finds comically accurate when pointed out due to her heritage. Light and kind she is a joy to be around, always ready with a slightly vacant smile and an interesting outlook on anything and everything. She doesn’t think about things the same way as everyone else and often gets herself into little bits of trouble to satiate the enormous amount of curiosity that burns within her. Regarding romantic interests, it is an area she has never considered. Because of this, it will be a new discovery for all involved when and if the occasion arises. As her childhood was a somewhat lonely one due to her looks, A’kiel often had to find her own form of entertainment. Bards that passed through provided a lovely distraction and upon noticing her love for the music and stories, A’kiel’s grandmother taught her what little she knew as well. The young Aurae has a hauntingly beautiful singing voice and can often be found dancing in swirling and graceful steps.
Backstory: Just outside a small village in the Cellaedrine Mountains, Renia Calla encountered the strange man named Veran when she was a young woman. She’d found him while on a hunt one day, laying lazily and contentedly in his perch high in the tree and eating snow berries with an expression of mild distaste. Their eyes met and he greeted her with a smile, commenting on her lovely appearance. Renia was flustered, no one in her village had ever paid her any mind. This was completely new.
Their romance was of the whirlwind variety. With love, excitement, and joy in the air, they didn’t think anything could take them down.
When their daughter Namielle was born, Veran went on a celebratory hunt.
Renia nearly abandoned Namielle when he didn’t return, so grief stricken she was convinced she could never care for the child herself.
Her life went on though, and she could never leave the last thing she had from her lost lover.
Namielle was a quite girl, she grew up swiftly and Renia was woe to realize the young Aurae never once showed any signs of her Daemon parentage.
As Namielle grew up, she sorely felt the absence of her father. The teasing from the other children and looks down the noses of the adults tipped her off and the young girl couldn’t help but wonder. Had her father died? They’d never found a body; the town hadn’t liked him while he was with her mother so no one had looked, but with all the hunting parties they sent out they should have found something. Had she been abandoned?
The hate grew within the young woman until she moved out of the house her and her mother had shared for years and found herself a husband. She wanted nothing to do with her mother’s lost love.
The young and troubled woman found herself an Aurae husband named Peron and together they had a child and named her A’kiel.
A’kiel’s childhood started out pleasant. She was in a loving household, welcomed in the village, she was an adorable child.
Then the changes began.
As she aged, the heritage that had skipped her mother started to come out in the young girl. Her skin paled and took on it’s bluish hue, her hair lost it’s blonde coloring and faded to nearly white, shining with the lights that danced in the sky. Her eyes fogged over and, yet she retained her sight.
Her mother was horrified at her child, clearly of Daemon ancestry, and in her horror, she abandoned her child. Her and her husband fled the village, Namielle too embarrassed by her child to face the ridicule.
The child, merely three years old, was taken into the care of her grandmother. Renia loved the child dearly, the granddaughter she never thought she’d get to know. Now in a loving and accepting household, the young A’kiel Calla grew to be a bright and loving young woman for she learned that in the face of complete kindness no one would question her lineage.
That and they were all too scared to anger one of the better healers in the village.
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Aurae and 1/3 Daemon
Appearance: With a light blue skin tone and hair like the dancing Northern lights in blues and purples she has quite the frostbitten appearance. Her eyes appear blinded, clouded as they are. Her pupil is barely visible, but do not fear, this is simply one of her Daemon traits shining through, just as her height and bluish coloring are. Her hair hangs in a straight curtain down to her waist with the locks pulled back from her temples into a braid that hangs at the small of her back. Her facial features are alien looking, another Daemon trait that shapes her features like that of a deer’s. Elongated and delicate with high cheekbones and an oval shaped face. She is slender as her Aurae heritage calls for, and she stands at 4’6”, closer to a human height than her kinsmen. Due to living in the mountains all her life, she tends to favor heavier clothing, sticking with the blue that suits her so well. Leather armor is hidden under her dark blue linen shift and winter sky colored woolen overdress. A wolf pelt cloak hides her from her the cold and rabbit fur boots protect her feet. A heavy belt made of dark leather hangs around her waist, suspending her coin purse, a small knife for self defense, and a small woven charm decorated with beads that she holds very dear.
Main Skill: Healing. A’kiel is one of the stronger healers in her small village, helping the hunters when they come in after losing a battle with the more predatory of their neighbors. Her grandmother has long taught her in the healing ways, and she has quite the handle on it. Included under these teachings were herb gathering and elixir mixing. She knows well what plants do what, at least within her native land. The sight of blood does not phase her, in fact, it’s more of a call to action than anything. One of her biggest strengths is healing, and she jumps at the chance to show off that skill.
Secondary Skill: Aeromancy. The control over wind is a power her and her ilk all seem to inherit, at least within her village. Discovered during a snowball fight with the local children during better times, this is a skill A’kiel uses as naturally as breathing. Mainly for defense, though also for whimsy, she is nearly as strong an Aeromancer as a healer, but favors the latter.
Personality: A’kiel appears as somewhat of an airhead, a trait she finds comically accurate when pointed out due to her heritage. Light and kind she is a joy to be around, always ready with a slightly vacant smile and an interesting outlook on anything and everything. She doesn’t think about things the same way as everyone else and often gets herself into little bits of trouble to satiate the enormous amount of curiosity that burns within her. Regarding romantic interests, it is an area she has never considered. Because of this, it will be a new discovery for all involved when and if the occasion arises. As her childhood was a somewhat lonely one due to her looks, A’kiel often had to find her own form of entertainment. Bards that passed through provided a lovely distraction and upon noticing her love for the music and stories, A’kiel’s grandmother taught her what little she knew as well. The young Aurae has a hauntingly beautiful singing voice and can often be found dancing in swirling and graceful steps.
Backstory: Just outside a small village in the Cellaedrine Mountains, Renia Calla encountered the strange man named Veran when she was a young woman. She’d found him while on a hunt one day, laying lazily and contentedly in his perch high in the tree and eating snow berries with an expression of mild distaste. Their eyes met and he greeted her with a smile, commenting on her lovely appearance. Renia was flustered, no one in her village had ever paid her any mind. This was completely new.
Their romance was of the whirlwind variety. With love, excitement, and joy in the air, they didn’t think anything could take them down.
When their daughter Namielle was born, Veran went on a celebratory hunt.
Renia nearly abandoned Namielle when he didn’t return, so grief stricken she was convinced she could never care for the child herself.
Her life went on though, and she could never leave the last thing she had from her lost lover.
Namielle was a quite girl, she grew up swiftly and Renia was woe to realize the young Aurae never once showed any signs of her Daemon parentage.
As Namielle grew up, she sorely felt the absence of her father. The teasing from the other children and looks down the noses of the adults tipped her off and the young girl couldn’t help but wonder. Had her father died? They’d never found a body; the town hadn’t liked him while he was with her mother so no one had looked, but with all the hunting parties they sent out they should have found something. Had she been abandoned?
The hate grew within the young woman until she moved out of the house her and her mother had shared for years and found herself a husband. She wanted nothing to do with her mother’s lost love.
The young and troubled woman found herself an Aurae husband named Peron and together they had a child and named her A’kiel.
A’kiel’s childhood started out pleasant. She was in a loving household, welcomed in the village, she was an adorable child.
Then the changes began.
As she aged, the heritage that had skipped her mother started to come out in the young girl. Her skin paled and took on it’s bluish hue, her hair lost it’s blonde coloring and faded to nearly white, shining with the lights that danced in the sky. Her eyes fogged over and, yet she retained her sight.
Her mother was horrified at her child, clearly of Daemon ancestry, and in her horror, she abandoned her child. Her and her husband fled the village, Namielle too embarrassed by her child to face the ridicule.
The child, merely three years old, was taken into the care of her grandmother. Renia loved the child dearly, the granddaughter she never thought she’d get to know. Now in a loving and accepting household, the young A’kiel Calla grew to be a bright and loving young woman for she learned that in the face of complete kindness no one would question her lineage.
That and they were all too scared to anger one of the better healers in the village.
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