Post by Piyra MacFlynn(D) on Feb 17, 2008 23:23:00 GMT -5
Name: Piyra MacFlynn
Age: 18
Race: d'angeline mother/eiran father
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Piyra is not an overly tall girl for 18 years but she does have the figure of a woman. Her deep curves accentuate her shoulders and hips... she is feminine but defined. Her light skin has no flaws save for a few light freckles that can only be seen up close on her nose. She has a head of wavy long light brown hair that curls when she's by the sea. Her green eyes with long black eyelashes are accented by expressive eyebrows, high cheekbones, and a broad smile.
History:
Piyra's history was a grim one. She lost her father to a bar fight when she was 10 her mother lost to an illness when she was 12. She was raised in Erie by cousins and friends. Mostly alone she spent much of her time in the pastures with the dogs and horses... she'd stay out for days at a time and light fires on the beach. She didn't have any close friends and always longed to get off that island. Any incoming ship would make her heart yearn to leave... someday her time would come.
Meanwhile she takes care of her families animals, cooks a mean stew. She holds no sway in her town due to the loss of her parents. Her cousins give her trouble because she's not the most petite of the woman. Her legs are thick and muscular, the likes of which could compare to the burlier men of the village... but of course, she's still feminine. She was a chubby girl and all through her youth she was chided for it. Her older female cousins would take her food and tell her "it's for your health." When the weight came off as she grew into womanhood they were harsher on her. She found a boy whom she cared deeply for but he was stolen from her by one of the many girls who made her feel worthless. After that she began spending her time alone on the beaches. This also instilled in her a jealous streak that shows through on the worst of occasions.
When she is not tending to the animals she visits the pubs. Her interests are in talking with the old sailors, learning about lands far away. She takes it all in and gets lost in her imaginary world of what lies beyond her home shores. On occasion an old sailor will bring her a gift from far away. These are her most prized possessions. Perfume bottles from the Umaiyyat, a bone necklace from Majibara, and a fur hat from Skaldia. She feels her destiny is to visit these places and be free of her history at home.
Age: 18
Race: d'angeline mother/eiran father
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Piyra is not an overly tall girl for 18 years but she does have the figure of a woman. Her deep curves accentuate her shoulders and hips... she is feminine but defined. Her light skin has no flaws save for a few light freckles that can only be seen up close on her nose. She has a head of wavy long light brown hair that curls when she's by the sea. Her green eyes with long black eyelashes are accented by expressive eyebrows, high cheekbones, and a broad smile.
History:
Piyra's history was a grim one. She lost her father to a bar fight when she was 10 her mother lost to an illness when she was 12. She was raised in Erie by cousins and friends. Mostly alone she spent much of her time in the pastures with the dogs and horses... she'd stay out for days at a time and light fires on the beach. She didn't have any close friends and always longed to get off that island. Any incoming ship would make her heart yearn to leave... someday her time would come.
Meanwhile she takes care of her families animals, cooks a mean stew. She holds no sway in her town due to the loss of her parents. Her cousins give her trouble because she's not the most petite of the woman. Her legs are thick and muscular, the likes of which could compare to the burlier men of the village... but of course, she's still feminine. She was a chubby girl and all through her youth she was chided for it. Her older female cousins would take her food and tell her "it's for your health." When the weight came off as she grew into womanhood they were harsher on her. She found a boy whom she cared deeply for but he was stolen from her by one of the many girls who made her feel worthless. After that she began spending her time alone on the beaches. This also instilled in her a jealous streak that shows through on the worst of occasions.
When she is not tending to the animals she visits the pubs. Her interests are in talking with the old sailors, learning about lands far away. She takes it all in and gets lost in her imaginary world of what lies beyond her home shores. On occasion an old sailor will bring her a gift from far away. These are her most prized possessions. Perfume bottles from the Umaiyyat, a bone necklace from Majibara, and a fur hat from Skaldia. She feels her destiny is to visit these places and be free of her history at home.