Post by Jenth on May 19, 2010 5:40:07 GMT -5
Name: Niale
Age: 22
Rank: Journeywoman Weaver/Tailor
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetro
Appearance: Homely black hair falls in loose layers fall past the formed oval of this woman's head to just past her shoulders. Her complexion is a tad bit pale, the sun very rarely touching her skin as she is mostly indoors. Her blue/grey eyes seem to nearly blend into her features, hiding under long eyelashes. She seems more limbs then body, long legs and long arms. With a strong, hardworking build nearly lacking feminine grace, fingers forming calluses from many needle pricks. Medium build, Height: 5’8 (172cm), Weight: 143lbs (65kg)
Personality: Peaceful and patient nature she is always willing to lend a hand. She's a very friendly and is a good person to get along with and believes in having an open mind. On occasions her heart tends to be taken with casual crushes and is a little more broken every time when she is too shy to approach the man. With her very fragile heart it’s not heart to hurt her feelings but always willing to forgive countless times over.
If not work related Niale rarely interacts with anyone, her work room is her sanctuary and home. Meals, supply shopping and personal fittings may be the only reasons she steps into sun light.
History: Niale’s parents originally came from Telgar Hold as traders, her mother, Velay, having refused to be left behind in the late stages of pregnancy and delivered Niale and her twin sister Ingria on the road. Ingria was bork sickly and weak so her parents and 2 older brothers settled down in Aion, a small cothold in Lemos, till Niale’s twin pasted away a month later. Not wanting to risk their remaining daughter, Aion became their new permanent home and while they struggled to adjust Niale thrived.
When 10 turns old she developed a chest infection that prevented her from talking for months, and eventually proved to have been damaging on her throat. All her friends liked to do the talking for her so she found the equal balance. While helping out her mother mend brother’s clothing, she discovered a love for stitch work made her first piece of clothing. It naturally wasn’t very good but she kept trying and no one was sure when exactly she became an apprentice tailor, only that she was.
When the North was lost, Niale had fled with the rest of her Hall to settle on the Southern Continent in Danac Hold. Having been seperated from her family to learn her craft she had no way of knowing what happened to family. Since no word had ever reached either party, the young tailor could only presume they did not survive the tragedy...
Pets: none
Other: Not a complete mute, however her voice is just louder then a whisper. Yelling and screaming is impossable
Age: 22
Rank: Journeywoman Weaver/Tailor
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetro
Appearance: Homely black hair falls in loose layers fall past the formed oval of this woman's head to just past her shoulders. Her complexion is a tad bit pale, the sun very rarely touching her skin as she is mostly indoors. Her blue/grey eyes seem to nearly blend into her features, hiding under long eyelashes. She seems more limbs then body, long legs and long arms. With a strong, hardworking build nearly lacking feminine grace, fingers forming calluses from many needle pricks. Medium build, Height: 5’8 (172cm), Weight: 143lbs (65kg)
Personality: Peaceful and patient nature she is always willing to lend a hand. She's a very friendly and is a good person to get along with and believes in having an open mind. On occasions her heart tends to be taken with casual crushes and is a little more broken every time when she is too shy to approach the man. With her very fragile heart it’s not heart to hurt her feelings but always willing to forgive countless times over.
If not work related Niale rarely interacts with anyone, her work room is her sanctuary and home. Meals, supply shopping and personal fittings may be the only reasons she steps into sun light.
History: Niale’s parents originally came from Telgar Hold as traders, her mother, Velay, having refused to be left behind in the late stages of pregnancy and delivered Niale and her twin sister Ingria on the road. Ingria was bork sickly and weak so her parents and 2 older brothers settled down in Aion, a small cothold in Lemos, till Niale’s twin pasted away a month later. Not wanting to risk their remaining daughter, Aion became their new permanent home and while they struggled to adjust Niale thrived.
When 10 turns old she developed a chest infection that prevented her from talking for months, and eventually proved to have been damaging on her throat. All her friends liked to do the talking for her so she found the equal balance. While helping out her mother mend brother’s clothing, she discovered a love for stitch work made her first piece of clothing. It naturally wasn’t very good but she kept trying and no one was sure when exactly she became an apprentice tailor, only that she was.
When the North was lost, Niale had fled with the rest of her Hall to settle on the Southern Continent in Danac Hold. Having been seperated from her family to learn her craft she had no way of knowing what happened to family. Since no word had ever reached either party, the young tailor could only presume they did not survive the tragedy...
Pets: none
Other: Not a complete mute, however her voice is just louder then a whisper. Yelling and screaming is impossable
