Post by Promatera on Jul 30, 2011 14:28:08 GMT -6
Name: Dandelion ‘Dandy’ Darrel (had to change the last name, I didn't like it xD)
Age: 20
Birthplace: Northern Badlands
Gender: Female
Species: Mouse
Job/Position: Wandering Fighter/ Lost Soul
Physical Description:
The most prominent feature Dandelion has is her bright yellow fur, which makes her easy to spot among other mice and is also her namesake. Surprisingly for a mouse of her small stature she is quite strong, which is a result of years of defending her home and her loved ones and is in top physical form. ‘Dandy’ has somewhat large, round ears, but a small pink nose. With honey brown eyes, ‘Dandy’ hardly seemed like a fighter.
However, with the passing of her parents, the friendly and inviting look about her vanished and was replaced with dourness. As a result, her small tail follows limply behind her, matching the slow and careful step in her hind-paws. Her whiskers and ears have also begun to droop as well, but in her eyes remains a small ember of determination.
Belongings:
A halberd, “Blitz” passed down in her family for generations. Although normally passed down to a son, as she was an only child she received it. In combat, the spear makes up for Dandelion’s short reach and because of its small ax-blade and pointed tip, the halberd is very versatile in combat. Reinforced with rings along the shaft, it can also effectively block other weapons. However, this comes at a cost of making the weapon even heavier. Despite ‘Dandy’s’ strength, if parried, she will have a tough time recovering; and if swung, it is slower than a blade.
On her personage at all times is a small, cloth mouse doll. Given to Dandelion by her mother at a very young age because her daughter was rather lonely, she has loved it ever since. The doll also serves as a memento of her mother and would not dare to ever let it out of her sight.
Personality:
On the outside, Dandelion is a very cold looking individual. As the years passed, the vibrant glow about her turned to a single ray of what once was. Largely silent and somewhat gloomy she does not give off a very friendly vibe.
However, on the inside, remains a strong will that once put to a goal is unshakable. With the spirit of the warrior she will do whatever she can to reach her goal, even at the cost of her own life. Yet alongside this warrior spirit is a more tender, caring soul that despite years of harsh living, still remains.
History:
Born in the North to mice desperate to escape the reach of N’tashi, Dandelion was a gift to her parents. For years her parents had wandered through Mossflower, seeking to escape a war torn country, but could no longer find a suitable, peaceful home. The best they had found was their home in the North. Far from idyllic, but peaceful enough to tolerate, Dandelion’s parents had finally settled down. The pair had given birth to a son, but he had not made it past infancy. After a year of solitude, the pair had decided to try again.
Born one fine spring morning, she was named Dandelion because her light yellow fur had a habit of standing out around her head giving her a puffy appearance like that of a dandelion. Living as hermits in the North, Dandelion’s family had no neighbors except for the occasional vermin band, but her father, a skilled warrior, could easily fend them off. Having severed all contact with those they knew in Mossflower to avoid drawing too much attention to themselves, Dandelion grew up rather lonely. In order to help her daughter cope, her mother made her a cloth doll, which she adored and has never parted with to this day.
At the age of five, knowing he would not always be there to protect the family, Dandelion’s father began to teach her all he knew of fighting and gave her a quarterstaff to use until she was old enough to use the family’s halberd. At the age of ten, after diligently training for five years, she was finally able to help her father keep their home and food crop safe. However, years of hard work in their field had taken its toll on Dandelion’s mother who soon grew gravely ill.
For the next three years, Dandelion’s mother was largely bed ridden, forcing Dandelion to have to take up many of her mother’s tasks. However, she took them on with pride and quickly learned how to balance her own chores with her mother’s. She soon also quickly took on a very caring role towards her mother, bringing her meals to her room and helping her with anything she needed. Unfortunately, after several years of battling the disease, and despite Dandelion’s best efforts, her mother passed away.
This dealt a very strong blow on both Dandelion and her father. For years the two did their best to cope, but the quiet and labor intensive life they lived was growing weary on both of them. Having heard tales of a red, sandstone abbey to the South in a wood known as Mossflower, Dandelion began to yearn for a visit to the abbey; however, her father assured her that it was no longer the beautiful, peaceful place it once was.
When Dandelion had reached the age of sixteen, a vermin band attempted to steal their land. They soon met the wrath of two fearless mice warriors. However, as the two fought, Dandelion’s father was horribly wounded in the back by a stray arrow. Enraged, Dandelion was able to fight back the vermin that remained. Returning to her father she carried him to their house where she nursed him back to health. Unfortunately, the arrow had left him paralyzed and now it was solely up to her to take care of everything. Seeing as Dandelion’s father could no longer protect their home, he passed down the halberd to her.
Two years later, after defending her home admirably and doing her best to serve her father, Malcolm died. Now eighteen, Dandelion tried her best to make a living alone as a hermit. For two years she chose a life of solitude. The only other beasts she saw were any raiding vermin foolish enough to try and steal her land. However, after two years of living alone, a profound emptiness had opened within her.
Nothing she did felt satisfying anymore and life began to lose its meaning. Eventually she slipped into apathy and slowly the home she once knew changed into an unrecognizable hollow. Along with her home she abandoned her former life. Taking only rations and her cloth mouse doll, Dandelion left to find the great sandstone abbey her father had once told her of long ago.
Strengths:
Physical Strength: After years of working hard to support and defend her family, Dandelion has achieved a great level of physical fitness.
Mental Acuity: A strong body is not only what is needed to survive the badlands. Mental strength is also required. In the North, if a mind cannot handle the seemingly endless toil, it breaks. In order to survive, Dandelion had to remain astute.
Weaknesses:
Prejudice towards vermin: After years of being attacked by vermin who would kill her at any chance they had, Dandelion grew to distrust and despise any creature within the vermin variety.
Low self-worth: After the death of her parents, who she protected and who she would be willing to lay down her life for, she lost sight of who she was and as a result sees little value in her life.
Poor social skills: Years of solitary living with only her family, has left Dandelion without many proper social skills. Though she knows of etiquette she is not familiar with regular contact. As a result she may seem very cold at first despite, her otherwise very caring nature.
Separation Anxiety: The cloth mouse doll given to her by Tulip is never out of Dandelion’s sight. If lost she will begin to panic and regress to a more juvenile way of dealing with the anxiety.
Code Words: -correct-
Age: 20
Birthplace: Northern Badlands
Gender: Female
Species: Mouse
Job/Position: Wandering Fighter/ Lost Soul
Physical Description:
The most prominent feature Dandelion has is her bright yellow fur, which makes her easy to spot among other mice and is also her namesake. Surprisingly for a mouse of her small stature she is quite strong, which is a result of years of defending her home and her loved ones and is in top physical form. ‘Dandy’ has somewhat large, round ears, but a small pink nose. With honey brown eyes, ‘Dandy’ hardly seemed like a fighter.
However, with the passing of her parents, the friendly and inviting look about her vanished and was replaced with dourness. As a result, her small tail follows limply behind her, matching the slow and careful step in her hind-paws. Her whiskers and ears have also begun to droop as well, but in her eyes remains a small ember of determination.
Belongings:
A halberd, “Blitz” passed down in her family for generations. Although normally passed down to a son, as she was an only child she received it. In combat, the spear makes up for Dandelion’s short reach and because of its small ax-blade and pointed tip, the halberd is very versatile in combat. Reinforced with rings along the shaft, it can also effectively block other weapons. However, this comes at a cost of making the weapon even heavier. Despite ‘Dandy’s’ strength, if parried, she will have a tough time recovering; and if swung, it is slower than a blade.
On her personage at all times is a small, cloth mouse doll. Given to Dandelion by her mother at a very young age because her daughter was rather lonely, she has loved it ever since. The doll also serves as a memento of her mother and would not dare to ever let it out of her sight.
Personality:
On the outside, Dandelion is a very cold looking individual. As the years passed, the vibrant glow about her turned to a single ray of what once was. Largely silent and somewhat gloomy she does not give off a very friendly vibe.
However, on the inside, remains a strong will that once put to a goal is unshakable. With the spirit of the warrior she will do whatever she can to reach her goal, even at the cost of her own life. Yet alongside this warrior spirit is a more tender, caring soul that despite years of harsh living, still remains.
History:
Born in the North to mice desperate to escape the reach of N’tashi, Dandelion was a gift to her parents. For years her parents had wandered through Mossflower, seeking to escape a war torn country, but could no longer find a suitable, peaceful home. The best they had found was their home in the North. Far from idyllic, but peaceful enough to tolerate, Dandelion’s parents had finally settled down. The pair had given birth to a son, but he had not made it past infancy. After a year of solitude, the pair had decided to try again.
Born one fine spring morning, she was named Dandelion because her light yellow fur had a habit of standing out around her head giving her a puffy appearance like that of a dandelion. Living as hermits in the North, Dandelion’s family had no neighbors except for the occasional vermin band, but her father, a skilled warrior, could easily fend them off. Having severed all contact with those they knew in Mossflower to avoid drawing too much attention to themselves, Dandelion grew up rather lonely. In order to help her daughter cope, her mother made her a cloth doll, which she adored and has never parted with to this day.
At the age of five, knowing he would not always be there to protect the family, Dandelion’s father began to teach her all he knew of fighting and gave her a quarterstaff to use until she was old enough to use the family’s halberd. At the age of ten, after diligently training for five years, she was finally able to help her father keep their home and food crop safe. However, years of hard work in their field had taken its toll on Dandelion’s mother who soon grew gravely ill.
For the next three years, Dandelion’s mother was largely bed ridden, forcing Dandelion to have to take up many of her mother’s tasks. However, she took them on with pride and quickly learned how to balance her own chores with her mother’s. She soon also quickly took on a very caring role towards her mother, bringing her meals to her room and helping her with anything she needed. Unfortunately, after several years of battling the disease, and despite Dandelion’s best efforts, her mother passed away.
This dealt a very strong blow on both Dandelion and her father. For years the two did their best to cope, but the quiet and labor intensive life they lived was growing weary on both of them. Having heard tales of a red, sandstone abbey to the South in a wood known as Mossflower, Dandelion began to yearn for a visit to the abbey; however, her father assured her that it was no longer the beautiful, peaceful place it once was.
When Dandelion had reached the age of sixteen, a vermin band attempted to steal their land. They soon met the wrath of two fearless mice warriors. However, as the two fought, Dandelion’s father was horribly wounded in the back by a stray arrow. Enraged, Dandelion was able to fight back the vermin that remained. Returning to her father she carried him to their house where she nursed him back to health. Unfortunately, the arrow had left him paralyzed and now it was solely up to her to take care of everything. Seeing as Dandelion’s father could no longer protect their home, he passed down the halberd to her.
Two years later, after defending her home admirably and doing her best to serve her father, Malcolm died. Now eighteen, Dandelion tried her best to make a living alone as a hermit. For two years she chose a life of solitude. The only other beasts she saw were any raiding vermin foolish enough to try and steal her land. However, after two years of living alone, a profound emptiness had opened within her.
Nothing she did felt satisfying anymore and life began to lose its meaning. Eventually she slipped into apathy and slowly the home she once knew changed into an unrecognizable hollow. Along with her home she abandoned her former life. Taking only rations and her cloth mouse doll, Dandelion left to find the great sandstone abbey her father had once told her of long ago.
Strengths:
Physical Strength: After years of working hard to support and defend her family, Dandelion has achieved a great level of physical fitness.
Mental Acuity: A strong body is not only what is needed to survive the badlands. Mental strength is also required. In the North, if a mind cannot handle the seemingly endless toil, it breaks. In order to survive, Dandelion had to remain astute.
Weaknesses:
Prejudice towards vermin: After years of being attacked by vermin who would kill her at any chance they had, Dandelion grew to distrust and despise any creature within the vermin variety.
Low self-worth: After the death of her parents, who she protected and who she would be willing to lay down her life for, she lost sight of who she was and as a result sees little value in her life.
Poor social skills: Years of solitary living with only her family, has left Dandelion without many proper social skills. Though she knows of etiquette she is not familiar with regular contact. As a result she may seem very cold at first despite, her otherwise very caring nature.
Separation Anxiety: The cloth mouse doll given to her by Tulip is never out of Dandelion’s sight. If lost she will begin to panic and regress to a more juvenile way of dealing with the anxiety.
Code Words: -correct-
