User:Arabella
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::Character's Full Name::
Arabella
She has left her family and denies her last name.
::Race::
Human
The trusting type, believing the best in all and always doubting herself.
::Class::
As a child she showed promise to become an Illusionist,
unfortunately her parents resented the idea.
They suppressed her magic and refused to let her take lessons.
Now, she is an aspiring artist.
Her views are starting to change...
::Age::
22
Old enough to know better, but too young to care.
::Height::
5 foot 7 inches
::Weight::
140lbs
::Hair::
Red. Shoulder length. Wavy.
Has bits of lighter shaded highlights,
which catch in the sunlight.
Forever falling in her face.
::Eyes::
Large Bright green.
Very observant for details,
due to her many years of drawing lessons.
She stares way too much, and much too long.
::Skin::
Pale, though in a healthy sort of way.
One might say, a moonlight tan..::Special notice::.
Arabella can not hear your voice if she is not in the room with you. So any IC tells from across the map simply won't work.
.::About Arabella growing up. Even though she will mostly likely keep from telling you 90% of it::.
Her family is the type to climb the social ladder as much as possible. It seems to be a family tradition, as a few generations back, various parents in the family began to marry their children up the ranks as often as they could. And along with the marriages, came attempts at business, or investments, which might bring more gold and property into the family. Despite all the hard work put in by these greedy ancestors, Arabella found herself born to a set of parents stuck firmly in the middle of the social rankings. Well off enough to live comfortably and afford certain privileges, but not quiet well off enough to belong to any elite groups or special circumstances.
.::Her parents::.
A drunken father, and an over bearing mother who were the end results of a badly matched arranged marriage. The combination ensured a set of parents void of love, and filled with ideas of 'creating' the perfect daughter. Who might, one day, be married off to someone in a higher social rank, to better improve their own lives.
.::The siblings::.
An older brother who died as a child. Further fueling the need for a 'perfect' daughter.
A younger brother. Run off to join a circus at the mere age of twelve, two years ago. Please add more fuel to the fire.
.::Things that have happened which you should probably know::.
- Arabella has been employed by Muraski as his personal Artist, giving generous commissions for her pieces.
- She is still open for hire by anyone else, though usually, her random drawings become gifts.
- Desparrow, a stranger randomly met, has enchanted Arabella's sketchbook to have endless pages.
- He also, unknowingly, some how cursed the same book. Every third drawing will come to life, and act as real as the original subject. Thankfully, each one will fade. Unthankfully, the fade time extends with each new creation.
- There is a large scar on the right shoulder, a spider web effect of healed scratches and torn flesh. The result of a newly turned vampire attempting to feed from her. There are double bite marks, each puncture wound a good two or three times larger than necessary.
- Arabella wears dresses with collars now to hide the scar.
- She is also terrified of Muraski, but not of vampires. After all, it was only Muraski that attacked her. Not an entire race.
- Zondo has become a hero to her, of sorts. Solely for the fact that he started to supply the Hanging Corpse with juice after she requested it one day, and he had none to offer.
- Has been asked to join the clan Gisiae en adon. She refused.
- Is currently
homeless.
------------------- living with Muraski.
- All her possessions: Sketchbook. Charcoal pencil. Some amount of gold. Coin purse. The dress she wears and only one spare, made in the same colors and style. The small travel bag she carries all those things in.