The Ark Prophecies: Emerald
Post by Cassie on Dec 15, 2018 17:36:16 GMT
 The Basics; Your Username: Cassandra, CassieGoRawr, and (not working) - in this order Character Name: Cassandra -no middle- Louviere Date Of Birth: november 8th (dose not know the year of her birth. simply the season and moon of her birth due to lesser education) Assigned Gender: Female Identifies as:Female Preferred Pronouns: she/her Age: 21 Sexuality: Straight. Appearance; Height: 5"3 Weight: 115 Body Type: she is a fairly short woman, slender for her height and clearly not human. shes a fawn, a relative to satyrs and as such as long slender deer like legs ending in small well managed hooves. atop her chestnut brown hair she has shortened horns that had been trimmed back to help with management and her ears are longer and tend to lay in a droopy position Skills; grew up tending to a ranch with her family. so caring and tending to animals are one of her favorite and most prominent skills. when she wasent lending a hand to her family she was down in the local bar as a bar maid trying to make a few extra coins Pros And Cons; PRO[Social prowess,charisma. always talking and making friends] PRO[fast due to her race (fawn) her long slender legs always seem to carry her faster then what most are able to achieve. even more so when shes running down a customer that hasent payed.] PRO[nimble/agile. her small form and speed make it hard to hit her] CON[tactless (dosent have a filter is always bold with what she says even if it may get her in quite a bit of trouble.)] CON[easily upset by racist remarks to her race and or friends.] CON[materialistic (always needs to buy things, holds a high value on possessions.)] History; Cassandra Louviere a fawn born in a small outlying town to a kingdom she had long since forgotten lived a mostly peaceful life, at least as peaceful as a poor none human family could. Running around with the human children and playing games till her mother and father would call her in for chores. Tending to animals and beasts of different sizes to pay for things she would never even see. Must of the money they earned went into taxes to pay for the luxuries of men in the city walls, to make due and try and help her family head afloat atop their rising debts she took on a tavern girl job from a young age. She loved her work, the stories she heard and different people she came to meet. Kind and cruel alike, they fascinated her. And the coin wasn't the worst. She built up new skills and found herself surrounded by music and laughter when ever she entered the room. People found her a delight to be around, came to watch her dance and laughed and joked with her as though she were family herself. A strange elf boy caught her attention one day. A strange little thing, slender and beautiful but did not dress like a man. Seemed to take more comfort in gowns and dresses far outside the price range Cassandra could have ever afforded. But they suited him. She would joke and pry at him, all in good fun of course, and chipped in for his room to keep him around, she enjoyed his company after all, even more so when a long time customer entered the tavern. A prince from the enter kingdoms. A man she had managed to befriend and would often come down to visit. The bar would empty when he approached but she didn't mind. She figured the other humans feared his status and wanted to keep their distance as to not upset his father. But she didn't mind, she liked his funny clothes, weird way of speaking, and shiny golden hair. Always found a reason to poke and joke with him. But he never really seemed to mind, he actually seemed to enjoy the lax calming tone she gave off around him. The three would fill the bar with laughter and fun, a rather unusual friend group most would say. Everything seemed perfect. She had friends, a job she loved, people she could talk to. But the prince’s father did not enjoy the meetings...did not enjoy the “filth” of the non humans.. And soon a purge was put in place. Elves,hobbits,fawns,satyrs,dwarves were all being driven from the kingdom territories, many killed in camps meant to hold them till they could be moved. Dungeons filled with innocents accused of crimes they did not commit. Cassandra was kept hidden by her friends as well as her elf friend. She had thrown a fuss about the conditions and even tried to storm the kingdom doors herself in an attempt to talk some sense into this cruel king. The prince managed to talk her into hiding while he tried to calm the situation with his father but the night he returned he was frantic, furious. She had never seen him angry before and in her attempts to calm him he hoisted her onto his shoulder and dragged her little elf friend behind him by the back of his shirt. He chartered a boat, mumbling about his father and a new land, a new kingdom away from the hate of family and other nobles. And so they left, Cassandra still confused as she stared out over the water, already contemplating what was going to happen next, but what would she do? What would be a good thing for a fawn like her to do... But deep down she already knew and so would everyone on the boat.. “ A TAVERN!!!!” |