Post by velvet on Jul 22, 2014 3:23:57 GMT
Ayella Darr
Race: Elf
Description:
Ayella Darr is a rather atypical elf. Rather, she is an elf...somewhere up in her family tree. The faint points of her ears are evidence of that, as is her agelessly smooth complexion. At a glance, she could be anywhere from twenty-five to forty-five. She is older than both of those estimates, if not by much, and expects to live at least that long again before starting to feel the onset of old age. Ayella is of a darker color than many elves, with dark brown hair and even darker eyes. The sole exception to this is her skin, which holds a healthy, light tint to it and offers the only hint to her elven heritage aside from the slight tips on her ears and that agelessness so common among certain types of elves.
On a normal day, Ayella wears a hooded dark-gray robe with matching shoes, stout leather ones with thick soles worn from long travel. Depending on the weather, she will either wear a thick robe or a thin one. At least, that is her usual 'wizardly' attire for when she decides she needs to be taken seriously. Aside from that, the elf will wear any number of unique outfits. For parties, formal events, hard labor, and many other situations, she may be found in anything from a flamboyant, pink dress to a somber gray gown. Usually, she prefers her robes.
Background:
Ayella lived in a fair-sized town, far to the east in a place where the lines between races often mixed and blurred. At least, the ones between the natural races. Her father was mostly human, though she would often suspect he had a touch of dwarf in him. As for her mother, she was similarly human, though with considerably more elf in her than Ayella could claim. She suspected the woman was still alive, somewhere... And knowing elves, she'd still be going strong when her daughter was long since dust.
There was little remarkable about Ayella in her childhood, though she did take after her mother's elven heritage more than could normally be expected. The girl pestered the more magically-inclined elders almost to the point of distraction, though they were quite patient with her. Over the years, she became quite the adept young woman. Eventually, however, she outgrew her town and set out on her own to seek out further instruction.
The elf didn't quite find what she was looking for; she wandered for many years, taking tidbits of knowledge where she could and getting into trouble when she had to. Eventually, this life formed a jaded, cynical, yet oddly fun-loving woman with a penchant for startlingly immature behavior at times.
Attributes:
Hit Points - 8
Energy - 11
Physical Attack - 5
Physical Defense - 6
Magical Attack - 7
Magical Defense - 7
Agility - 5
Will - 10
Skills:
Conjuration - 3
Arcane - 4
Knives - 1
Equipment:
Knife
200 Gold
Race: Elf
Description:
Ayella Darr is a rather atypical elf. Rather, she is an elf...somewhere up in her family tree. The faint points of her ears are evidence of that, as is her agelessly smooth complexion. At a glance, she could be anywhere from twenty-five to forty-five. She is older than both of those estimates, if not by much, and expects to live at least that long again before starting to feel the onset of old age. Ayella is of a darker color than many elves, with dark brown hair and even darker eyes. The sole exception to this is her skin, which holds a healthy, light tint to it and offers the only hint to her elven heritage aside from the slight tips on her ears and that agelessness so common among certain types of elves.
On a normal day, Ayella wears a hooded dark-gray robe with matching shoes, stout leather ones with thick soles worn from long travel. Depending on the weather, she will either wear a thick robe or a thin one. At least, that is her usual 'wizardly' attire for when she decides she needs to be taken seriously. Aside from that, the elf will wear any number of unique outfits. For parties, formal events, hard labor, and many other situations, she may be found in anything from a flamboyant, pink dress to a somber gray gown. Usually, she prefers her robes.
Background:
Ayella lived in a fair-sized town, far to the east in a place where the lines between races often mixed and blurred. At least, the ones between the natural races. Her father was mostly human, though she would often suspect he had a touch of dwarf in him. As for her mother, she was similarly human, though with considerably more elf in her than Ayella could claim. She suspected the woman was still alive, somewhere... And knowing elves, she'd still be going strong when her daughter was long since dust.
There was little remarkable about Ayella in her childhood, though she did take after her mother's elven heritage more than could normally be expected. The girl pestered the more magically-inclined elders almost to the point of distraction, though they were quite patient with her. Over the years, she became quite the adept young woman. Eventually, however, she outgrew her town and set out on her own to seek out further instruction.
The elf didn't quite find what she was looking for; she wandered for many years, taking tidbits of knowledge where she could and getting into trouble when she had to. Eventually, this life formed a jaded, cynical, yet oddly fun-loving woman with a penchant for startlingly immature behavior at times.
Attributes:
Hit Points - 8
Energy - 11
Physical Attack - 5
Physical Defense - 6
Magical Attack - 7
Magical Defense - 7
Agility - 5
Will - 10
Skills:
Conjuration - 3
Arcane - 4
Knives - 1
Equipment:
Knife
200 Gold