Post by Hotaru on May 15, 2010 23:31:13 GMT -5
Name:Hotaru the Dancer
Age:18
Race:Not sure...
Occupation: Performer/Herbalist
Guild:None
Weapons:Daggers,Bolas,Poisons
Likes:Sweet stuff, Dancing, Reading
Dislikes: Mushrooms, Arrogant People, Nobles
Bio:My name was Emi. It was a name given to me by the leader of a small gypsy caravan, who found me abandoned in the woods. He took me in and raised me as his own daughter, and the caravan accepted me as one of their own. It was the only family I knew, and the only family I loved. I grew up learning many skills from the members of my caravan, including fortune telling, dancing, and herbalism. I found a love in dance, as well as a gift. I also became curious of the world, often getting in trouble for wandering off into town.
When I was 16, my caravan and I were performing at a festival, where an arrogant noble spotted me performing. Determined to have me for his own, the noble attempted to buy me from my father. When he refused, the noble became furious and plotted revenge.
That night, after I returned from wandering off, I found my home destroyed and and its members dead. While I was gone, the noble had come to the camp with soldiers, demanding that my father hand me over to him. When he once again refused, the noble in his rage had his soldiers kill my father and the other caravan members, as well as the camp set ablaze.
My name is now Hotaru. Its been two years since that night. I travel Orlandia, dancing and fortune telling in inns and pubs for a living,as well as selling my potions. I've learned to fight to protect myself, using a daggers and bolas to fight. I have also improved my skill in herbalism, being able to heal or kill with my potions. The grief I felt from that time has faded, but the memory has not. I continue exploring Orlandia and all it has to offer, hoping to find people who will accept me.
Age:18
Race:Not sure...
Occupation: Performer/Herbalist
Guild:None
Weapons:Daggers,Bolas,Poisons
Likes:Sweet stuff, Dancing, Reading
Dislikes: Mushrooms, Arrogant People, Nobles
Bio:My name was Emi. It was a name given to me by the leader of a small gypsy caravan, who found me abandoned in the woods. He took me in and raised me as his own daughter, and the caravan accepted me as one of their own. It was the only family I knew, and the only family I loved. I grew up learning many skills from the members of my caravan, including fortune telling, dancing, and herbalism. I found a love in dance, as well as a gift. I also became curious of the world, often getting in trouble for wandering off into town.
When I was 16, my caravan and I were performing at a festival, where an arrogant noble spotted me performing. Determined to have me for his own, the noble attempted to buy me from my father. When he refused, the noble became furious and plotted revenge.
That night, after I returned from wandering off, I found my home destroyed and and its members dead. While I was gone, the noble had come to the camp with soldiers, demanding that my father hand me over to him. When he once again refused, the noble in his rage had his soldiers kill my father and the other caravan members, as well as the camp set ablaze.
My name is now Hotaru. Its been two years since that night. I travel Orlandia, dancing and fortune telling in inns and pubs for a living,as well as selling my potions. I've learned to fight to protect myself, using a daggers and bolas to fight. I have also improved my skill in herbalism, being able to heal or kill with my potions. The grief I felt from that time has faded, but the memory has not. I continue exploring Orlandia and all it has to offer, hoping to find people who will accept me.
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