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Title: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 27, 2007, 06:39:28 AM

Name: Aváíyá Enayái
Gender: Female
Age: 256 (Knowledge & training of a 40 yrs. old)
Race: Elf
Tribe: Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim    
Occupation: Personal Seamstress / Assassin for hire
Title: Adventurous Artist
Height: 2 peds
Weight: 2 Pygges, 6 Hebs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Small black dot

Overview:
She lives a double life, going from town to town looking for a place where she can finally feel at home again, but yet has to find such a place that could accept what she is.

Physical Appearance:
Aváíyá earns most of her appearance from her father who was a Diorye’oleal elf, except for her almost empty eyes apart from the small dot like pupil and long ears anyone could have passed her as a dark elf of some sort. Her jet black hair is kept in a tight braid reaching to the small of her back, her hair contrasts well with her marble white skin. She has a slender yet very curvatious body, she has the long arms and legs and is an even 2 peds. She has the chiselled features of her father and the blank eyes of her mother, another sign her father left behind was giving her an animal guild tattoo of a horse which is located at the inside of her left thigh, although he never said anything about its meaning. She weighs an amazing 2 Pygges, 6 Hebs which no one could have guessed because of how unmuscular she looks.

Clothing:
Aváíyá has taken both her mothers and fathers clothing and changed both to her likings, from the tight dresses her father made for her to the jerkins her mother wore, it all depends on where she is going.

When she won’t be riding a horse or working on a project, she’ll wear a full black dress with a collar that is round and wide reaching almost to her shoulders. These dresses are always tight around the hips and down to the knees and rather loose at the chest because of her curves, and then from the knees on the rest will be loose. She has long draping sleeves that will be tight at the elbow and shorter to make her work simpler; the designs on the dress will rang from beads twirling here and there around her bodice to splashes of beads.

While she is either riding or on her other job, although it is still tight fitting she is able to move as she wishes. A jerkin made of leather will be worn with a small cloth shirt under it, the jerkin extends to a skirt yet is shorter then the ones the Cyhallrhim wear because she wears breaches under the skirt. She will also wear long boots that extend over her knee and gloves that that almost reach up to her shoulder, and her gloves are laced.

While on her ‘night job’, as she calls it, most of the time to hide her ears she will wear a large wig. To make herself less noticeable in the crowd she will also carry a cane and plain clothing, her eyes are always closed yet opens them a few times to follow her victim until she gets near enough to the target for her to easily kill him.    

Personality:
Quiet, observant, somewhat cynical and kind of indifferent to most people, but inwardly she's very kind hearted, generous, and protective of those she really cares for. Those aspects of her personality come out when one really gets to know her. If someone is fortunate enough to truly gain her trust and respect, she will be loyal to a fierce extent. Like her appearance, her personality reflexes much of her father's. She will be just as stubborn as a mule, which is why she does not forgive and forget so easily as others. But she will hold her tongue when the times come, and will rarely let down on a challenge when some speaks to her as if she were someone from a low family.

She thinks she leads a double life which is why she will never get close to anyone, she is afraid to lose them just as she has her family. She cares little for the money she has or even makes, but if the need rise that she be in such a position that she does need money she will be unmerciful in her ways of obtaining it.

Isolation has given her odd qualities; if one speaks to her she might stare blankly behind them, or maybe even avoid them. Worst if she is bothered when she is doing something important she might burst out at the person, when she is hired she warns her employers on something’s she might do when finishing the project. Being an outcast also damages her mood and slightly her mind, she will never truly go back to where her parents come from, for fear of rejection, this has caused problems when some tried to become friends because she will be afraid to be rejected by them.

Strengths:
-   Knowledge in using daggers: She was schooled by Korenjaans in using stealthy daggers.
-   Trained in the arts of stealth and subterfuge: Aváíyá trained with a group of Korenjaan to be stealthy, she knows how to get around without being noticed.
-   Observant: Little gets passed her attention; this skill is why she makes a great personal seamstress and an assassin.
-   Great at making anything from any material: Give her a rock and some leather and she just might end up making you a table cloth, she is good at what she makes and if stressed to make something on the spot she will and it will turn out great.

Weaknesses:
-   Wannted: Aváíyá is wanted in over 25 towns, thus making it difficult for her to travel. If she ends up going into a town where there is a bounty on her head, this could cause trouble.
-   Stubborn: If someone tells her something is dangerous, she will still do it. If someone gives her a job no one would take because you can get caught easily, yet she needs the money, she'll do it.
-   Alone: Aváíyá thinks she is leading a double life because of her jobs and would rather not get close to anyone for the fear of losing them one way or another. She rarely speaks to anyone and has an even harder time following a conversation.
-   Appearance: Aváíyá’s appearance makes it hard for her to do a lot, for example she cannot go out without being cloaked and if she goes browsing the merchants stands this will lead to them thinking she is stealing and thus getting her into a lot of trouble.

History:
Haken, father’s journal.

For several years now I have been a very popular personal tailor amongst the high ranked, they fancy my work with a perfect eye and always wonder how I use my magic to turn cold fabric into works of arts. I will never reveal that secret to anyone.
The case remains that I have truly never been faithful to Coór, which would be breaking our sacred laws. My magic does not come from him but to the beautiful goddess Avá, she is the one who turns everything into master pieces and I have never used my powers for Coór. This is not my main concern; my thoughts are troubled by words spoken from a lord directed at me. Yes I was famous, but there was no reason why he should offer his daughters hand to me, which I could not refuse.

But you see, I have never met this women and I must say that I already hate her, if she is anything like her father we will never be able to stand each other. I had already started building a relationship with a seamstress I had met, and to tell you the truth we were both fond of each other. I must be as blind as a bat for the signs were everywhere. Melandra as her name went, was infected with the the aramyrian disease and was to be sent off right after I was wed. That broke my heart to shards; so I prepared for ways to leave this horrid place. I wanted to go where Melandra had gone, but knew the only way was either to fake the aramyrian disease myself and be sent off just like she had or die. Eventually I never did anything and stayed with my wife.

It’s been several months now, my wife Celsilin is getting frustrated with my sad demeanour and her family too are getting on my back for I do not want to give them younglings. My thoughts have been very suicidal lately and I’ve been doing much research on many topics. I think I will leave this place forever in hopes to find Melandra.
Everything is ready, my bags are packed, I have taken all the things I could fit, and my bow is ready. I have written a letter to Celsilin’s father stating that I have eaten my wife, that I have the aramyrian disease and shall be leaving the city as to not start an epidemic.

I have killed her, but not eaten her. I used poison first then buried her body in a safe place. I hope to hit Crystal Lake soon and maybe exit threw her river. I’d like to go to the Celeste lowlands as to provide myself with 2 of their Kev’lor horses for my travels towards the north, I need sturdy horses to keep with the weather and they seemed to be the most proficient of them. I do not know how I manage, but I created a boat from a tree, hopefully it will survive its journey through and take me to the lowlands. I do not know how many days I have been sleeping, eating, rowing, but I hope that this map will lead me to where I want. I am running out of food, but hopefully with some rope and arrows I will manage to catch some fish. I’ve stayed near the lakes side as to know when to hit the river.

I am tired of fish and it’s been days that I passed into the rivers, I keep to the side still, hoping maybe that I will hit the next river that will carry me to the lowlands faster. This scenery is beautiful, the large mountains are quite a view and I don’t think I will get bored. I’ve just entered a small village of Kuglimz, they are baffled by my rogue appearance, some even are frightful of me, and I shall get off here and maybe try to get two young horses. I’ve been sleeping just outside their village and everyday trying to get my hands on two horses, but I had yet to find anything to trade for the horses. It’s been a real hassle and Melandra will go farther north each day I waste here trying to haggle with them. Stealing has been ruled out, I still have plenty of creative ways and I may have found a solution.

I have finally bought my two horses, after what seemed to be hours I managed, I pointed actually to the ones I wanted since they seemed to be the youngest around considering how shorter they seemed. In exchange for the horses I gave the man one of the fabrics I had brought with me; it was bright lime green with some beads that seemed to make the dress spackle like a night sky. The man was thrilled and ran, leaving me with the horses. I left his ‘home’ to go back to were I had hidden my things, I had deliberately taken a male and a female as to ride the female and let the male bring the stuff I was about to buy in their little town. Bags full I left them with a couple more items then intended, I was glad to finally be on my way again.

It’s been I don’t know how many days again; I stopped trying to figure out how many months had passed since I had left. The horses were faring rather well, slow but as good as anything else. My main goal is to get into and out of Worldquest as fast as these horses could manage. Thank the heavens for the long cape I packed neatfully, it would help to cover myself. Rare was it for a Diorye'oleal to pass healthy like I was. I also seem to be getting the hang of riding, I had sore spots my first day on a saddle after the man had showed me how to care for a horse, including saddling up, the rest was to be done on my part.

After buying supplies I now make my way to Weil then Vermoth the way I did in Worldquest. I shall then follow the Liben River through the mountains then stop at Beornoth where hopefully I can find a port somewhere close to get on a ship to Medgarth. I shall write as soon as I happen to rest in Salmador.

It seems years have passed for me, I am now in a tavern room, horses tucked neatly in the stable and I am about to eat. My adventure has been very entertaining. While on the ship, the men were surprised to see someone like me I decided maybe I should prep up a little on my dagger skills. I was allowed to bring the horses, thank Ava and as soon as I hit land again I was off to Salmador, the horses were quicker this time, yearning for some fresh air and space to run. My true goal now is to reach Hargarth, because that is where Melandra told me she would be going.

I don’t know if I’ll make it, but I will stop at every small village to fill my supplies as much as I can, I have found a place in Hargarth to call my home. I will be doing no more travelling after this, I was getting tired and even more depressed as I travelled, settling would be good for me for I am getting rather old.
I’ve made it through Hargarth unscratched and unharmed; I’ve opened a small business, with my perfected tailoring skills finding people should be no problem. No one has questioned me when I asked for my own little house with a stable for two horses, I’m ever glad I was able to find one and had enough to pay for it. I hope my future will bring me some joy, my search for Melandra has gotten me far and I am getting old, I need to settle down.


Padma, mother’s journal.

My family lives on one of the small islands called Guldor, the one that is closes to the port where men come and go from. Not many have agreed upon us living so close to the port, but my family will still not leave. 3 of my brothers have left this isolated prison in hopes to maybe fit in with a more active society, I am on the verge of a break down, this life is to boring and I am readying myself to leave this place as well. I will head east, back to where we came from. After many preparations, I’ve cloaked myself well and packed my bags, my mother tried to lock me up, but I managed an escape anyways, she says it’s a disgrace for me to leave like my brothers. She said the world rejected us back then, why would it be different now; I think the world has changed greatly. I’m currently staying in a Kasumarii tribe, I’ve heard they are excellent assassins and I’d like to learn a bit from them. I’m still very young, to my tribe anyways and maybe I’ll be able to stay for a couple years.

The people of course, know when someone has come in and I feel like I am in very hostile territories for my kin does not go out much. Although it is not hard to know what I am from my ears that poke through my cloak, many have asked and are surprised to know we’re getting out much more. I’ve met a man called Vadin in a tavern, at first I didn’t notice, but gradually I seem to catch on to him pouring something into my drink, even trying to get me to drink it more and more. I didn’t and that night I was offered training from the Korenjaan he was, I stayed in the village over 50 years practicing his arts. I left after my passion for adventure beheld me again; he understood and told me I should go to the main land a port near the city of Saeroth. He even organized for me to be hidden in a case that would travel to there, I was grateful and left.

My arrival at the city was a shock, the city was huge and I decided it was not for me and left to go to the country side of Hargarth, I was a clothier and got a nice little job at a small shop run by a man named Haken. It was love at first sight I must say, and we soon had our first child, a baby girl we named Aváíyá.

Aváíyá’s History

Aváíyá was born and raised in the country side of Hargarth, she was home schooled because of how she looked. She took most of her looks from her father and the almost blank eyes and ears of her mother giving her an odd look which alienated her from the other children. Her parents gave her more of a warrior education then anything else, odd considering she is now a well known personal seamstress. Both parents agreed to her decision on leaving and going back to Guldor to learn more on the arts of the Kasumarii tribes. Giving her mothers name to the people would get her the attention wanted.

All expenses paid from a job she did every two nights, Aváíyá entered her schooling with a light heart. Her mother had taught her how not to be killed going there, for she had almost ended her fate there. Aváíyá had all the skills necessary and soon joined a small group of Korenjaan, request from her mother. Every 6 months a package would arrive to her from her parents, they always wanted to know the same things and never spoke of home, something that bothered her, but it never had worried her much for her to actually ask about home. Aváíyá always attracted the wrong kind of guy, but finally met someone she thought she could trust completely and they got engaged. A lot of time was then spent planning the small wedding type thing she wanted, and her family was all very excited and such.

Of course, as most likely predicted by her track record of basically attracting and dating guys who turned out to be complete opposites of what they seemed, she didn't end up getting married. On the contrary a couple of weeks before the wedding day she caught her fiancée cheating on her. Quite literally. She walked in on him with the other woman. After lots of yelling, screaming and the breaking of many things in the room, she finally just lost it and just stabbed them both. Multiple times. Things started going wrong from then, she paid little to no attention to her lessons and was failing. Then she got a red letter from a neighbour.

It stated that both parents had been killed, and their house was on hold for being sold because she was still alive and the horses needed more then the attention the neighbours were giving them. She left that very night in a ship, never finishing her schooling and promising herself never to go back even if she was drugged and dragged along. Upon seeing Aváíyá’s family home, one would think it was old and abandoned a long time ago, on closer inspections, one could also say people were trying to keep things on the outside from coming inside.

The house itself had rude paintings and marks, the windows and the doors had been shut off with wooden panels, the roof leeked and the fence was broken. It took months before it actually looked like a suitable home. Neighbours came to say their condolences, yet Aváíyá knew half were guilty for this, a time would come where they would pay and that turned her bitter cold.

Aváíyá continued her fathers shop and cared for her family’s last Kev’lor horse, a stallion barely reaching the age of 3 named Toren. Thanks to the Korenjaan, she now held in her position a pair of Jhé'vai Daggers. Everyone knew she was leaving; it was hard not to notice the glances she gave certain people, or the things she bought from a few Korenjaan connections. Her house was sold and on that day, most of her neighbours became sick, most died that night and doctors determined it had been poison. But once the culprit had been found, she had long gone in search of something only the gods knew what.

Weapons:
Two Jhé'vai Daggers, one for each arm.
Five small daggers carried either behind a belt or around thigh.

Belongings:
7 weapons
1 light black cloak
1 bag for materials, such as tools for tailoring
1 bag for clothing
1 pouch for her money
1 saddle bag for food
1 saddle bag for treats
1 saddle bag for other necessities
1 saddle bag is empty

Familiars:
Untamed titan of deep obsidian was tended to by a cloaked figure. Adorning his inky black coat were four rebellious white feathered legs, suggesting he was of Kev’lor heritage. Mane dangled past the neck, his tail just as lengthy, and the ends brushing over the weeds below. Whipcord flicking to and fro in an impatient, angry manner, just like head plume was blown out of way of fiery visionaries by the horse’s young inpatient mind. Physique was immense in its potency, muscle tissue being refined and taught, pulled to perfection beneath epidermis; he was yet to be scared by a battle field. Enormous skull always held high in pride and aerials flickering to the voiced commands of his rider.

Tender hearted to the ones he knows and loves, but potentially aggressive to those he does not. His rider has taught him multiple things as he has her, no one approaches her without him pointing his nostrils in their directions, and many could see he watched over his owner with great like as if she were a mare. This massive behemoth goes by the simple name of Toren.



Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ elf / Personal seamstress
Post by: Drasil Razorfang on March 27, 2007, 07:13:11 AM
Your history format seems fine.  You seemed to be worry about that before.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ elf / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aveon on March 27, 2007, 08:12:26 AM
I think I'm scared of you. Really. But this character is good.  :azn:


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ elf / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 27, 2007, 08:57:37 AM
I was and I fixed some things in it and now I'm presenting it x.x.

Thanks Kiro, but she isn't that scary  ;)


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ elf / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aveon on March 27, 2007, 09:17:31 AM
I am...Easily scared. :azn: Sooner or later, I'll get use to..most of the characters here. Anyways, I don't see anything missing, but the Moderators will see something wrong. :P


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ elf / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 27, 2007, 09:27:21 AM
I'm just waiting on a couple more comments and then I'll see what ye old mods have to say.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ elf / Personal seamstress
Post by: Marenbar Blackforge on March 27, 2007, 10:02:06 AM
Having no magic skills isn't a weakness, neither is not knowing how to use other weapons. The common person doesn't use a sword or magic.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ elf / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 27, 2007, 10:10:42 AM
True, but elves know magic so for an elf it is a disadvanage to not know how to use it.

I'll change the eapon weakness, but I'll wait on others to see what they have to say about it.

Thanks.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Aveon on March 27, 2007, 11:37:50 AM
Having no magic skills isn't a weakness, neither is not knowing how to use other weapons. The common person doesn't use a sword or magic.

You forget... Aváíyá is not the common person. She is the common elf. The weapon weakness shouldn't be there, but the magic weakness should. :azn:


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Mina on March 27, 2007, 12:45:42 PM
Actually, no, even amongst elves magi are uncommon.  The average elf does not know any magic. 


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 27, 2007, 08:33:10 PM
But consider this, her father used magic so she should have inherited the magic aswell.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Mina on March 27, 2007, 09:31:04 PM
Magic is not a natural ability; it is a skill.  Basically this means that anyone is potentially able to perform magic, but they have to take the effort to learn how in order to actually be able to do it. 

Also, as I said, the average elf does not know how to perform magic.  Since strengths and weaknesses are determined by comparison with the average, not knowing magic is not a weakness regardless of whether any of your relatives know any magic. 


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Kalína Dalá'isyrás on March 27, 2007, 10:12:44 PM
Most Elves are non-magi, some even fear magic.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 28, 2007, 06:42:10 AM
No worries it has been fixed! I'm just going to wait another day then I'll ask for a moderator.

Thanks for your help.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Kalína Dalá'isyrás on March 28, 2007, 10:01:47 AM
*waves hand and points at Mina also*

Mods ^^


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 28, 2007, 10:16:51 AM
O.O Oh wow, I just noticed. Oh meh gawd so Is my Cd okay?



Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Kalína Dalá'isyrás on March 28, 2007, 10:24:37 AM
No, you haven't been titled. What you see is default for everyone until they are titled.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 28, 2007, 10:32:31 AM
Oh okay, do I change it to another Icon or just keep it this way?


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 29, 2007, 07:47:52 AM
Ima need a mod.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim / Personal seamstress / Assassin
Post by: Drasil Razorfang on March 29, 2007, 08:31:48 AM
Whats the question mark for and who put it up?  If you put it up, please realize that the question mark icon should only be put up by a MODERATOR when there is a SPECIFIC issues or section that needs checking, not for general comments.  If there is a specific question, please post it so experts from the dev can come in and help.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 29, 2007, 08:17:25 PM
Why does it say '3) MODERATOR - An expert's opinion is needed. The specific field in which the expert's help is needed should be added to the title.'?

I need a mod to approve of my character.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Mina on March 29, 2007, 09:13:36 PM
In which case you put up the one with the exclamation mark.  The question mark posticon is put up by moderators if there is something about your CD they are not sure about and need an expert's help in. 


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Kalína Dalá'isyrás on March 29, 2007, 10:07:15 PM
The "names" by the numbers tells you who puts up that particular posticon, not who needs to look at your CD.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 30, 2007, 05:59:05 AM
Ah okay. I get it now.

Thanks


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on March 30, 2007, 08:39:04 PM
Notice for those who might post on here this weekend, I will not be present until maybe later sunday, so I will not be able to reply.


Thanks


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Drasil Razorfang on April 01, 2007, 12:18:02 AM
Hello Avaiya!  I'm going to give you your first CD Team (moderator, mini) URI.  My comments will be in red.  Once you have completed your changes, please color them.  Also, if you disagree with any of my comments, feel free to quote my phrasing from my check and ask for further elaboration on what I mean.  I tend to be brief.

Name: Aváíyá Enayái
Gender: Female
Age: 256 (Appears 30) If you are going to put something like this here, it would be much mroe helpful if you provided her human equivalent of knowledge and training instead of her appearance.
Race: Elf
Tribe: Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim Hmm...Since crossbreeds are highly discouraged for your first character, I am going to ask that you choose one of your two tribes.  In addition to complicating the approval process, the two tribes you have chosen are on completely seperate continents so it is not likely that they would mix. Finally, your tribes are both very isolated, so mixing is not plausible   
Occupation: Personal Seamstress / Assassin for hire
Title: Adventurous Artist
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Overview:
She lives a double life, going from town to town looking for a place where she can finally feel at home again, but yet has to find such a place that could accept what she is.

Physical Appearance:
Aváíyá earns most of her appearance from her father who was a Diorye’oleal elf, except for her almost empty eyes and long eyes anyone could have passed her as a Diorye’oleal(most people haven't seen a Dioryeo'oleal elf because of their isolation.  While people would probably recognize her as some type of dark elf, her attempting to pass off as one would not only bring her into harms way, but would probably be pointless). Her jet black hair is kept in a tight braid reaching to the small of her back, her hair contrasts well with her marble white skin. She has a slender yet very curvatious body, she has the long arms and legs that come with the Diorye’oleal and being an even 2 peds just adds to the strange beauty that she carries herself with. She has the chiselled features of her father and the blank eyes of her mother, another sign her father left behind was giving her an animal guild of a horse, although he never said anything about its meaning. She weighs an amazing 2 Pygges, 6 Hebs which no one could have guessed because of how slender she looks. (Tatooing is common in your father's tribe.  Your character should have at least one tattoo)

Clothing:
Aváíyá has taken both her mothers and fathers clothing and changed both to her likings, from the tight dresses her father made for her to the jerkins her mother wore, it all depends on where she is going.

When she won’t be riding a horse or working on a project, she’ll wear a full black dress with a collar that is round and wide reaching almost to her shoulders. These dresses are always tight around the hips and down to the knees and rather loose at the chest because of her curves, and then from the knees on the rest will be loose. She has long draping sleeves that will be tight at the elbow and shorter to make her work simpler; the designs on the dress will rang from beads twirling here and there around her bodice to splashes of beads.

While she is either riding or on her other job, although it is still tight fitting she is able to move as she wishes. A jerkin made of leather will be worn with a small cloth shirt under it, the jerkin extends to a skirt yet is shorter then the ones the Cyhallrhim wear because she wears breaches under the skirt. She will also wear long boots that extend over her knee and gloves that that almost reach up to her shoulder, her gloves are laced for an easy way to take them off when using the bow.     

Personality:
Quiet, observant, somewhat cynical and kind of indifferent to most people, but inwardly she's very kind hearted, generous, and protective of those she really cares for. Those aspects of her personality come out when one really gets to know her. If someone is fortunate enough to truly gain her trust and respect, she will be loyal to a fierce extent. Like her appearance, her personality reflexes much from her fathers. She will be just as stubborn as a mule, which is why she does not forgive and forget so easily as others. But she will hold her tongue when the times come, and will rarely let down on a challenge when some speaks to her as if she were someone from a low family.

She thinks she leads a double life which is why she will never get close to anyone, she is afraid to lose them just as she has her family. She cares little for the money she has or even makes, but if the need rise that she be in such a position that she does need money she will be unmerciful in her ways of obtaining it.
(Well done!  The only thing I have to say here is that seeing as she is blatantly a dark elf of some sort, as she will have inherited that eerie aura thing from her father, she will probably be isolated and people will go out of their way to avoid her.  Perhaps you should add a section on how this has impacted her?  Also, as a cross breed, she will never truely belong to a single tribe and would have been an outcast of sorts in either territory.  A section on how this scarring child hood experience affected her would be nice.)
Strengths:
-   Knowledge in using daggers: She was schooled by Korenjaans in using stealthy daggers.
-   Trained in the arts of stealth and subterfuge: Aváíyá trained with a group of Korenjaan to be stealthy, she knows how to get around without being noticed.
-   Observant: Little gets passed her attention; this skill is why she makes a great personal seamstress and an assassin.
-   Great at making anything from any material: Give her a rock and some leather and she just might end up making you a table cloth, she is good at what she makes and if stressed to make something on the spot she will and it will turn out great.

Weaknesses:
-   Wannted: Aváíyá is wanted in  over 25 towns, thus making it difficult for her to travel. If she ends up going into a town where there is a bounty on her head, this could cause trouble.
-   Stubborn: If someone tells her something is dangerous, she will still do it. If someone gives her a job no one would take because you can get caught easily, yet she needs the money, she'll do it.
-   Alone: Aváíyá thinks she is leading a double life and would rather not get close to anyone for the fear of losing them one way or another. She rarely speaks to anyone and has an even harder time following a conversation.
-   Appearance: Aváíyá’s appearance makes it hard for her to do a lot, for example she cannot go out without being cloaked and if she goes browsing the merchants stands this will lead to them thinking she is stealing and thus getting her into a lot of trouble.

(hmm...her appearance might make it hard to do her proffession.  Remember, an assasins job is to go unnoticed in a large crowd, slit someone's throat and disappear once again.  Someone of her heritage, while they will be lightfooted and the like, would definatly stand out in a crowd.  Maybe you should a dd a section in her clothing about what she wears on the job to mask her appearance.  Also, you could have her put on make up whenever she goes on a job to better blend in.)

History:
I'm not a great history commentor because generally my attention span is to short.  When you finish your corrections, PM me and I will come back and look at it individually.

Weapons:
Two Jhé'vai Daggers, one for each arm.
Five small daggers carried either behind a belt or around thigh.
An oak bow with some arrows. (I'd suggest removing this.  It will add another strength to the mix, throwing off your balance and will detract from her skill with the daggers.)

Belongings:
8 weapons
1 light black cloak
1 bag for materials, such as tools for tailoring
1 bag for clothing
1 pouch for her money
1 saddle bag for food
1 saddle bag for treats
1 saddle bag for other necessities
1 saddle bag is empty

Familiars:
A black 5 year old Kev’lor war horse. (Further elaboration here is required.  You need to describe what the horse looks like, what their bond is, what his name is ect.  Also, this needs to be added as a strength.)


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 02, 2007, 07:24:58 AM
Thank you Drasil your comments are apreciated.
I've fixed up everything, I think. The only thing I won't change is her mixed breeding I like challenges anyways and I've read alot about both tribes, and as for your comment on them being on two very different continents, it's all answered in her history. :D


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Drasil Razorfang on April 02, 2007, 07:57:57 AM
This is my fault for forgetting to color my last comment, but you need to elaborate further on her familar.  If you look at my previous comment go to the familiar section and I talked about it there.  It can be found in Parenthases.  After you are done with that, I'll look through the history and provide comments there.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 02, 2007, 08:27:45 PM
Oh I see it now. I'll fix it when I get back home from school tonight.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Simonne Miller on April 03, 2007, 01:49:57 AM
Alassiel, if you read the last two posts, you'd know she was going to elaborate on the familiar when she gets back :)

I will give this a look-over when you've added the familiar, Avaiya.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Alassiel Telrúnya on April 03, 2007, 01:53:13 AM
Yes, I realized that when you started posting. As soon as you started posting, I thought, there's gotta be something wrong with my last post. So I checked through the last 5 posts, and I saw that Drasil mentioned it. So I managed to delete it before you'd actually posted. :D

Anyway, Aváíyá, I don't really think there's anything wrong with your CD now. So I won't be commenting much anymore. :D


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Drasil Razorfang on April 03, 2007, 06:25:21 AM
Yup!  Once you finish the familiar you should be pretty much done.  Seeing as you have already attracted the full moderators attention as a CD almost complete I'm not going to bother going through to check for any new errors that arose, but I just wanted to congradulate you on a job well done in advance.  Your CD is marvelously written and I can't wait to begin RPing with you.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 03, 2007, 08:35:48 AM
Aww you’re going to make me blush. You can say I’ve had plenty of practises from various other sites where you can RP.

And yes my familiar description is long, learned the skill of description a few years back about horses, I got out me old notes about it.

It's all fixed!


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Kite on April 03, 2007, 08:39:19 AM
 :D yes! if I were a moderator i would approve. =)


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress / Need a mod to approve
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on April 03, 2007, 09:37:36 AM
Hello. I'm here checking. Just a small note before I start, navy is really hard for people to read against the background. Could you possibly change that? Thanks. Anyways, onto the Uri-check.


Name: Aváíyá Enayái
Gender: Female
Age: 256 (Knowledge & training of a 40 yrs. old)
Race: Elf
Tribe: Diorye’oleal / Cyhallrhim   
Occupation: Personal Seamstress / Assassin for hire
Title: Adventurous Artist
Height: 2 peds
Weight: 2 Pygges, 6 Hebs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Small black dot

Overview:
She lives a double life, going from town to town looking for a place where she can finally feel at home again, but yet has to find such a place that could accept what she is.

Physical Appearance:
Aváíyá earns most of her appearance from her father who was a Diorye’oleal elf, except for her almost empty eyes and long eyes anyone could have passed her as a dark elf of some sort. Her jet black hair is kept in a tight braid reaching to the small of her back, her hair contrasts well with her marble white skin. She has a slender yet very curvatious body, she has the long arms and legs that come with the Diorye’oleal and being an even 2 peds just adds to the strange beauty that she carries herself with. This sentence is a bit of a run-on. She has the chiselled features of her father and the blank eyes of her mother, another sign her father left behind was giving her an animal guild tattoo of a horse, although he never said anything about its meaning. She weighs an amazing 2 Pygges, 6 Hebs which no one could have guessed because of how slender she looks.


And that's as far as I got. Sorry, college is calling me away. The rest I kinda glanced at and I'm curious as to how you got the two tribes together. Guess I'll find out when I read it. ^_^


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 03, 2007, 09:50:11 AM
Changed. Yes that combing on the tribes took me a while and I had to do alot of research about both.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 04, 2007, 09:13:55 AM
Anyone else able to check my CD?


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: patt0192 on April 04, 2007, 10:00:29 AM
I will! Give me a sec...

K, it's well presented and neat, which everyone enjoys. I looked through everything else and there isn't much you've forgotten. I haven't read your entire history though, if I noticed any inconsistancies, I will re-edit this again and include it.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Mirmec Rethindor on April 04, 2007, 02:19:57 PM
well i don't have an accepted character yet, but i'll tell you a few things i see. They are just some inconsistencies.

You say she has adapted clothing of what was given her by her mother and father, yet you say she has the training of a forty year old in equivalency of elf years. So it is hard to understand if she is a youngling or an adult.

If she is an experienced assassin, i would think she'd have some scars from her close scrapes. The emphasis on clothing doesnt really tell us her skin tone, or calluses say from always carrying those weapons at night, but in fact you only barely mention she uses daggers. So tell us more about that and her approach to kill. Does she set traps or is she aggressive and goes for the quick stab? Technique is everything for an assassin and would give your fellow rpg players some insight into the favorable situations when your character might be led to attack.

Also *blush* where exactly is her tattoo??  :D

i'm not sure i understood the part about the closed eyes on her assassin job, so try to make it clearer what you are describing. Maybe a certain facial expression she uses with her wig costume to make her look more human?

As far as them thinking she was a shoplifter and you calling that trouble, i found that amusing as she is an assassin that will do whatever it takes for her to earn money. So you may want to lower your character's selfawareness and self respect down to the level of her job. Why does she kill? Why must she earn money like an animal killing people? Where is the anger or hatred that is motivating her? i just don't see it in the CD. So try to make it clearer, the way you have drawn Aviya Enaya she seems too considerate and thoughtful to be an assassin.

the long diaries of the father and mother are interesting but just doesnt really answer the questions about your character. Better to make it more pertinent to your character or just cut them out and leave character's history in there. you can slowly reveal parts of the father and mother's history in your actual RPGing.

Lastly i like the horse, but if she is so badly wanted in twenty five cities and it is hard for her to travel, where does she hide the horse? And wouldnt a huge horse like that kind of ruin the effects of any sort of costume she tries to make??

ok hope those comments help you. it was a fun read.



Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Drasil Razorfang on April 05, 2007, 03:53:33 AM
Mirmec, There are a few problems with your own comments.  First, I don't really understand how your first problem is a problem at all...Adapting clothing has nothing to do with training time, or age, or being a youngling or an adult.  Also, youngling can signify the age of soemone who is full grown, but is young in comparison to others.

Next, assasins to not enter combat like normal fighters, but instead go for a more stealthy approach, tipping their blades with poision, getting in one suprise hit and disappearing in a flash.  It is not unlikely that an assasin character does not have any scars.  Fighting style is also not a requirement for a CD, especially if your character is a pre-established "class" where it can be assumed how they fight.  By simply doing basic research, one would know that assasins do not partake in "fair" one on one fights, thus their manner of killing can hardly be called combat.  In addition, you would also discover that elves are creatures of agility, not strength and rely on multiple attack instead of powerful blows.  Also, most RPers do not spend the time to read the CDs of other RPers unless they either A) commented on them B) are partaking in long term rping, or C) are looking for stylistic assistance.  I know from my lengthy time RPing here that I have never had to look at a CD in order to sucessfully rp, with the exception of Cherri, Drasil's lover.  Finally, should this character ever engage in open combat, IRL, her opponent would have no knowledge of her fighting style, thus the person RPing them should not be given this knowledge either.  Basically, I feel you have overthought/twisted the ideas and practices behind an assassin.

The Tattoo comment is a bit nit-picky, but ok i guess.

The closed eyes, though a bit confusing are an attempt to disguise her appearance.  Remember that she is of a race that stands out in a crowd and one of her most prominent features is her eyes.  By keeping them closed when in large crowds, she can still manuever using her hands, will gain the help of the masses, and will hide her identity to a much greater extent.

I do agree with your human comment however as it is nearly impossible for an elf to appear human due to racial differences.  Your character does not need to strive to look like something she is not, but rather blend in with her surroundings.

...Considerate and careful people can be ruthless killers as well as not everyone has a motive outside of self perservation.  As a dark elf and an outcast, she is hardly going to get much business and therefore will be forced to survive by any means necessary, in her case assasination.  My own character, Drasil, is often considered to be a ruthless killer and a great fighter, yet he also has no "reason" to kill others.

The long diaries of her father and mother are a DEFINITE must in this character and should under NO circumstances be cut out.  Since she is a cross-breed it is of the utmost importance to have some history of her family, before she was born to help establish why this couple came together.  Also, it appears your conception of RPGing on this site is a bit off.  We do not all RP together, thus, revealing bits and pieces that are not in the Cd are of no use and will only result in the CD beign dragged back to the boards by the CD team for further elaboration and re-approval.

Finally, while horses are expensive, they are not uncommon things, thus they would not be hard to hide.  Also, twenty-five towns aren't that many one the whole of Santharia, and still allow her to access a good part ofalmost all of the continents.  It will not be hard for her to travel as you seem to think.

At the basis, these faults in your commenting seem to come from a lack of experience on the RPG and a lack of general research/knowledge gained from being around for a while (and being active in an RPG)  While I hope this comment does not discourage you from commenting, as this was very well thought through, I would ask that you do a bit more research on your ideas and read through some of the comments of teh CD team to provide more accurate ideas.  You definatly have potential to be a CD team member should you ever wish to become one, IMHO.

@ Aviaya:  You should be happy to know I just spent 20 minutes writing this out and checking into all of his stuff as I feel this is definatly ready for mod review the way it is.  I'll try to give Kar another sharp poke in the ribs to get you your approval.  BTW, you might want to check out the dev board.  We could use people like you over there.  ;) *nudge nudge*


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Mirmec Rethindor on April 05, 2007, 05:13:20 AM
it doesnt discourage me, thanks for your concern. She asked for people's opinions, and i gave her what i saw. Your interpretation is different than mine, thats fine. As long as she can improve her character thats all that really matters.

Now as far as your assumptions about how i look at RGPing i find that a little far afield of the discussions, but thanks for sharing them with me. I always like to learn what other people see when they read.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 05, 2007, 10:05:32 AM
It took me 20 mins to read both your entries. I thank you very much Drasil for replying for me, I probably would have ended up saying something along the lines. I will make sure to say where her tattoo is, and you'll find it a very interesting place.

What are the Dev boards?


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Drasil Razorfang on April 05, 2007, 11:08:49 AM
The dev board is where we create the world in which you RP.  If you click the book in the upper right corner it will link you over.  On the dev board, there is no RPing, but rather we create the submissions that go on the main site and help flesh out the World of Caelereth.  Any entry that you have ever read off of this site is a product of the Developers (The Dream Team.)


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 06, 2007, 02:31:37 AM
Oh ok.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 06, 2007, 08:24:25 AM
Where are all the mods hiding...


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 08, 2007, 09:06:16 AM
Wow, people that created a character after mine are getting titled.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 09, 2007, 01:58:44 PM
Any mod out there? I'd like to be titled please.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Simonne Miller on April 11, 2007, 05:41:06 AM
Hello, Avaiya. Let's give you a Uricheck, shall we? Comments will be in teal

Physical Appearance:
Aváíyá earns most of her appearance from her father who was a Diorye’oleal elf, except for her almost empty eyes and long eyes What do you mean with empty eyes? And with long eyes? anyone could have passed her as a dark elf of some sort. Her jet black hair is kept in a tight braid reaching to the small of her back, her hair contrasts well with her marble white skin. She has a slender yet very curvatious body, she has the no 'the' needed long arms and legs and is an even 2 peds. She has the chiselled features of her father and the blank eyes of her mother, another sign her father left behind was giving her an animal guild tattoo of a horse which is located at the inside of her left thigh, although he never said anything about its meaning. She weighs an amazing 2 Pygges, 6 Hebs which no one could have guessed because of how slender she looks. She weighs 130 kilograms, but she's slender? I find that kind of hard to believe, even for someone as tall as her.

Clothing:
Aváíyá has taken both her mothers and fathers clothing and changed both to her likings, from the tight dresses her father made for her to the jerkins her mother wore, it all depends on where she is going.

When she won’t be riding a horse or working on a project, she’ll wear a full black dress with a collar that is round and wide reaching almost to her shoulders. These dresses are always tight around the hips and down to the knees and rather loose at the chest because of her curves, and then from the knees on the rest will be loose. She has long draping sleeves that will be tight at the elbow and shorter to make her work simpler; the designs on the dress will rang from beads twirling here and there around her bodice to splashes of beads.

While she is either riding or on her other job, although it is still tight fitting she is able to move as she wishes. A jerkin made of leather will be worn with a small cloth shirt under it, the jerkin extends to a skirt yet is shorter then the ones the Cyhallrhim wear because she wears breaches under the skirt. She will also wear long boots that extend over her knee and gloves that that almost reach up to her shoulder, and her gloves are laced.

While on her ‘night job’, as she calls it, most of the time to hide her ears she will wear a large wig. To make herself less noticeable in the crowd she will also carry a cane and plain clothing, her eyes are always closed until she gets near enough to the target for her to easily kill him. I read something about the closed eyes discussion, but I'm still wondering how she knows which way her victim is... Maybe she only looks through thin, unnoticeable slits?     

Personality:
Quiet, observant, somewhat cynical and kind of indifferent to most people, but inwardly she's very kind hearted, generous, and protective of those she really cares for. Those aspects of her personality come out when one really gets to know her. If someone is fortunate enough to truly gain her trust and respect, she will be loyal to a fierce extent. Like her appearance, her personality reflexes much from of, not from her father's. She will be just as stubborn as a mule, which is why she does not forgive and forget so easily as others. But she will hold her tongue when the times come, and will rarely let down on a challenge when some speaks to her as if she were someone from a low family.

She thinks she leads a double life which is why she will never get close to anyone, she is afraid to lose them just as she has her family. She cares little for the money she has or even makes, but if the need rise that she be in such a position that she does need money she will be unmerciful in her ways of obtaining it.

Isolation has given her odd qualities; if one speaks to her she might stare blankly behind them, or maybe even avoid them. Worst if she is bothered when she is doing something important she might burst out at the person, when she is hired she warns her employers on something’s she might do when finishing the project. Being an outcast also damages her mood and slightly her mind, she will never truly go back to where her parents come from, for fear of rejection, this has caused problems when some tried to become friends because she will be afraid to be rejected by them.

Strengths:
-   Knowledge in using daggers: She was schooled by Korenjaans in using stealthy daggers.
-   Trained in the arts of stealth and subterfuge: Aváíyá trained with a group of Korenjaan to be stealthy, she knows how to get around without being noticed.
-   Observant: Little gets passed her attention; this skill is why she makes a great personal seamstress and an assassin.
-   Great at making anything from any material: Give her a rock and some leather and she just might end up making you a table cloth, she is good at what she makes and if stressed to make something on the spot she will and it will turn out great.

Weaknesses:
-   Wannted: Aváíyá is wanted in over 25 towns, thus making it difficult for her to travel. If she ends up going into a town where there is a bounty on her head, this could cause trouble.
-   Stubborn: If someone tells her something is dangerous, she will still do it. If someone gives her a job no one would take because you can get caught easily, yet she needs the money, she'll do it.
-   Alone: Aváíyá thinks she is leading a double life and would rather not get close to anyone for the fear of losing them one way or another. She rarely speaks to anyone and has an even harder time following a conversation. This is probably explained in the history, but why do you keep saying she 'thinks' she is leading a double life?
-   Appearance: Aváíyá’s appearance makes it hard for her to do a lot, for example she cannot go out without being cloaked and if she goes browsing the merchants stands this will lead to them thinking she is stealing and thus getting her into a lot of trouble.

History:
Haken, father’s journal.

For several years now I have been a very popular personal tailor amongst the high ranked, they fancy my work with a perfect eye and always wonder how I use my magic to turn cold fabric into works of arts. I will never reveal that secret to anyone.
The case remains that I have truly never been faithful to Coór, which would be breaking our sacred laws. My magic does not come from him but to the beautiful goddess Avá, she is the one who turns everything into master pieces and I have never used my powers for Coór. This is not my main concern; my thoughts are troubled by words spoken from a lord directed at me. Yes I was famous, but there was no reason why he should offer his daughters hand to me, which I could not refuse.

But you see, I have never met this women and I must say that I already hate her, if she is anything like her father we will never be able to stand each other. I had already started building a relationship with a seamstress I had met, and to tell you the truth we were both fond of each other. I must be as blind as a bat for the signs were everywhere. Melandra as her name went, was infected with the the aramyrian disease and was to be sent off right after I was wed. That broke my heart to shards; so I prepared for ways to leave this horrid place. I wanted to go where Melandra had gone, but knew the only way was either to fake the aramyrian disease myself and be sent off just like she had or die. Eventually I never did anything and stayed with my wife.

It’s been several months now, my wife Celsilin is getting frustrated with my sad demeanour and her family too are getting on my back for I do not want to give them younglings. My thoughts have been very suicidal lately and I’ve been doing much research on many topics. I think I will leave this place forever in hopes to find Melandra.
Everything is ready, my bags are packed, I have taken all the things I could fit, and my bow is ready. I have written a letter to Celsilin’s father stating that I have eaten my wife, that I have the aramyrian disease and shall be leaving the city as to not start an epidemic.

I have killed her, but not eaten her. I used poison first then buried her body in a safe place. I hope to hit Crystal Lake soon and maybe exit threw her river. I’d like to go to the Celeste lowlands as to provide myself with 2 of their Kev’lor horses for my travels towards the north, I need sturdy horses to keep with the weather and they seemed to be the most proficient of them. I do not know how I manage, but I created a boat from a tree, hopefully it will survive its journey threw through  and take me to the lowlands. I do not know how many days I have been sleeping, eating, rowing, but I hope that this map will lead me to where I want. I am running out of food, but hopefully with some rope and arrows I will manage to catch some fish. I’ve stayed near the lakes side as to know when to hit the river.

I am tired of fish and it’s been days that I passed into the rivers, I keep to the side still, hoping maybe that I will hit the next river that will carry me to the lowlands faster. This scenery is beautiful, the large mountains are quite a view and I don’t think I will get bored. I’ve just entered a small village of Kuglimz, they are baffled by my rogue appearance, some even are frightful of me, and I shall get off here and maybe try to get two young horses. I’ve been sleeping just outside their village and everyday trying to get my hands on two horses, but I had yet to find anything to trade for the horses. It’s been a real hassle and Melandra will go farther north each day I waste here trying to haggle with them. Stealing has been ruled out, I still have plenty of creative ways and I may have found a solution.

I have finally bought my two horses, after what seemed to be hours I managed, I pointed actually to the ones I wanted since they seemed to be the youngest around considering how shorter they seemed. In exchange for the horses I gave the man one of the fabrics I had brought with me; it was bright lime green with some beads that seemed to make the dress spackle like a night sky. The man was thrilled and ran, leaving me with the horses. I left his ‘home’ to go back to were I had hidden my things, I had deliberately taken a male and a female as to ride the female and let the male bring the stuff I was about to buy in their little town. Bags full I left them with a couple more items then intended, I was glad to finally be on my way again.

It’s been I don’t know how many days again; I stopped trying to figure out how many months had passed since I had left. The horses were faring rather well, slow but as good as anything else. My main goal is to get into and out of Worldquest as fast as these horses could manage. Thank the heavens for the long cape I packed neatfully, it would help to cover myself. Rare was it for a Diorye'oleal to pass healthy like I was. I also seem to be getting the hang of riding, I had sore spots my first day on a saddle after the man had showed me how to care for a horse, including saddling up, the rest was to be done on my part.

After buying supplies I now make my way to Weil then Vermoth the way I did in Worldquest. I shall then follow the Liben River threw through  the mountains then stop at Beornoth where hopefully I can find a port somewhere close to get on a ship to Medgarth. I shall write as soon as I happen to rest in Salmador.

It seems years have passed for me, I am now in a tavern room, horses tucked neatly in the stable and I am about to eat. My adventure has been very entertaining. While on the ship, the men were surprised to see someone like me I decided maybe I should prep up a little on my dagger skills. I was allowed to bring the horses, thank Ava and as soon as I hit land again I was off to Salmador, the horses were quicker this time, yearning for some fresh air and space to run. My true goal now is to reach Hargarth, because that is where Melandra told me she would be going.

I don’t know if I’ll make it, but I will stop at every small village to fill my supplies as much as I can, I have found a place in Hargarth to call my home. I will be doing no more travelling after this, I was getting tired and even more depressed as I travelled, settling would be good for me for I am getting rather old.
I’ve made it threw through  Hargarth unscratched and unharmed; I’ve opened a small business, with my perfected tailoring skills finding people should be no problem. No one has questioned me when I asked for my own little house with a stable for two horses, I’m ever glad I was able to find one and had enough to pay for it. I hope my future will bring me some joy. Why did he stop looking for Melandra?

Padma, mother’s journal.

My family lives on one of the small islands called Guldor, the one that is closes to the port where men come and go from. Not many have agreed upon us living so close to the port, but my family will still not leave. 3 of my brothers have left this isolated prison in hopes to maybe fit in with a more active society, I am on the verge of a break down, this life is to boring and I am readying myself to leave this place as well. I will head east, back to where we came from. After many preparations, I’ve cloaked myself well and packed my bags, my mother tried to lock me up, but I managed an escape anyways, she says it’s a disgrace for me to leave like my brothers. She said the world rejected us back then, why would it be different now; I think the world has changed greatly. I’m currently staying in a Kasumarii tribe, I’ve heard they are excellent assassins and I’d like to learn a bit from them. I’m still very young, to my tribe anyways and maybe I’ll be able to stay for a couple years.

The people of course, know when someone has come in and I feel like I am in very hostile territories for my kin does not go out much. Although it is not hard to know what I am from my ears that poke threw through  my cloak, many have asked and are surprised to know we’re getting out much more. I’ve met a man called Vadin in a tavern, at first I didn’t notice, but gradually I seem to catch on to him pouring something into my drink, even trying to get me to drink it more and more. I didn’t and that night I was offered training from the Korenjaan he was, I stayed in the village over 50 years practicing his arts. I left after my passion for adventure beheld me again; he understood and told me I should go to the main land a port near the city of Saeroth. He even organized for me to be hidden in a case that would travel to there, I was grateful and left.

My arrival at the city was a shock, the city was huge and I decided it was not for me and left to go to the country side of Hargarth, I was a clothier and got a nice little job at a small shop run by a man named Haken. It was love at first sight I must say, and we soon had our first child, a baby girl we named Aváíyá.

Aváíyá’s History

Aváíyá was born and raised in the country side of Hargarth, she was home schooled because of how she looked. She took most of her looks from her father and the almost blank eyes and ears of her mother giving her an odd look which alienated her from the other children. Her parents gave her more of a warrior education then anything else, odd considering she is now a well known personal seamstress. Both parents agreed to her decision on leaving and going back to Guldor to learn more on the arts of the Kasumarii tribes. Giving her mothers name to the people would get her the attention wanted.

All expenses paid from a job she did every two nights, Aváíyá entered her schooling with a light heart. Her mother had taught her how not to be killed going there, for she had almost ended her fate there. Aváíyá had all the skills necessary and soon joined a small group of Korenjaan, request from her mother. Every 6 months a package would arrive to her from her parents, they always wanted to know the same things and never spoke of home, something that bothered her, but it never had worried her much for her to actually ask about home. Aváíyá always attracted the wrong kind of guy, but finally met someone she thought she could trust completely and they got engaged. A lot of time was then spent planning the small wedding type thing she wanted, and her family was all very excited and such.

Of course, as most likely predicted by her track record of basically attracting and dating guys who turned out to be complete opposites of what they seemed, she didn't end up getting married. On the contrary a couple of weeks before the wedding day she caught her fiancée cheating on her. Quite literally. She walked in on him with the other woman. After lots of yelling, screaming and the breaking of many things in the room, she finally just lost it and just stabbed them both. Multiple times. Things started going wrong from then, she paid little to no attention to her lessons and was failing. Then she got a red letter from a neighbour.

It stated that both parents had been killed, and their house was one hold for being sold because she was still alive and the horses needed more then the attention the neighbours were giving them. She left that very night in a ship, never finishing her schooling and promising herself never to go back even if she was drugged and dragged along. Upon seeing Aváíyá’s family home, one would think it was old and abandoned a long time ago, on closer inspections, one could also say people were trying to keep things on the outside from coming inside.

The house itself had rude paintings and marks, the windows and the doors had been shut off with wooden panels, the roof leek and the fence broken. It took months before it actually looked like a suitable home. Neighbours came to say their condolences, yet Aváíyá knew half were guilty for this, a time would come where they would pay and that turned her bitter cold.

Aváíyá continued her fathers shop and cared for her family’s last Kev’lor horse, a stallion barely reaching the age of 3 named Toren. Thanks to the Korenjaan, she now held in her position a pair of Jhé'vai Daggers and a simple bow taught by her father. Everyone knew she was leaving; it was hard not to notice the glances she gave certain people, or the things she bought from a few Korenjaan connections. Her house was sold and on that day, most of her neighbours became sick, most died that night and doctors determined it had been poison. But once the culprit had been found, she had long gone in search of something only the gods knew what.

Weapons:
Two Jhé'vai Daggers, one for each arm.
Five small daggers carried either behind a belt or around thigh.

Belongings:
7 weapons
1 light black cloak
1 bag for materials, such as tools for tailoring
1 bag for clothing
1 pouch for her money
1 saddle bag for food
1 saddle bag for treats
1 saddle bag for other necessities
1 saddle bag is empty

Familiars:
Untamed titan of deep obsidian was tended to a cloaked figure. Adorning his inky black coat were four rebellious white feathered legs, suggesting he was of Kev’lor heritage. Mane dangled past the neck, his tail just as lengthy, and the ends brushing over the weeds below. Whipcord flicking to and fro in an impatient, angry manner, just like head plume was blown out of way of fiery visionaries by the horse’s young inpatient mind. Physique was immense in its potency, muscle tissue being refined and taught, pulled to perfection beneath epidermis; he was yet to be scared by a battle field. Enormous skull always held high in pride and aerials flickering to the voiced commands of his rider.

Tender hearted to the ones he knows and loves, but potentially aggressive to those he does not. His rider has taught him multiple things as he has her, no one approaches her without him pointing his nostrils in their directions, and many could see he watched over his owner with great like as if she were a mare. This massive behemoth goes by the simple name of Toren.

There, that's it for now ;) You should be close to titeling, but please integrate the few things I said first :)

With regard, Simonne


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 15, 2007, 11:14:08 AM
Well I think I fixed up everything and I explained the eye thing so it wouldn't cause anymore confusing, or so I think.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Simonne Miller on April 17, 2007, 05:38:08 AM
A very small remark: Like her appearance, her personality reflexes much from of father's. > it's not 'from of father's', it's 'much of her father's.' :)

also, I still don't understand why she 'thinks' she is leading a double life. Why isn't she sure?


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Drasil Razorfang on April 17, 2007, 10:00:52 AM
My guess, just from reading isolated sections, would be that she thinks she is fooling everyone else about her duel life-style as an Assasin/seamstress, when in reality she can\'t even fool the senile old Simmone next door.  ;)


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Simonne Miller on April 17, 2007, 11:25:16 PM
Hey! You can say of Simonne what you like, but not that she's senile!!! *grins* :p

But we're chatting. Avaiya, did you make those last few changes?


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 18, 2007, 08:15:24 AM
The father thing? I thought I changed that hmm. Let me go see. And Drasil is correct, she thinks she is leading a double life primarly because of her jobs, but also the fact of her heritage.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 20, 2007, 11:30:26 AM
I'm on the second page o.o


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 23, 2007, 08:15:39 AM
I find myself again on the second page still waiting on the mods.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 26, 2007, 10:47:04 AM
Where are you mods? I want to get approved so I can start Rping!


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on April 26, 2007, 10:51:18 AM
I took a look at it and everything seems fine to me. First approval.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Simonne Miller on April 26, 2007, 03:38:00 PM
And here's the second one, dear  :azn:

Could you remove the orange from your CD?


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Mina on April 26, 2007, 08:24:23 PM
Titled. 


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Aváíyá Enayái on April 27, 2007, 10:26:09 AM
Woot thank you. I will change the orange. So now if I want to link my Cd in my signature, how do I do that? I haven't found out where to go look for my CD after its been placed in the achieves.


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on April 27, 2007, 10:50:45 AM
Look for it in the Character Archives II


Title: Re: Aváíyá Enayái/ Diorye’oleal / Personal seamstress
Post by: Fox on September 06, 2015, 12:28:55 AM
Brought up at the player's request.