awriternamedian
Not made of lies and deceit
- General Info
- Byrne Drayton
- Eloise
- Sarah Adams
- Victoria
- Hannah Grace
- Nerissa
- Katie Jones
- Jessica Brown
- Ciara Whitaker
- Gloriana
- Adelaide
- Millicent Hargreave
- Jacob Kent
- Allan Sevill
- Emmony Sevill
- Caelyn
Welcome to my character thread! This will accompany my roleplay search thread. Some of these people were made specifically for certain plots, but they can be used outside of them with a bit of tweaking. Let me know if you're interested in any of these characters, and we can build a plot together.This is very much a work in progress, I'm just too tired to do more with it right now.
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Modern or Modern Fantasy
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Medieval or Medieval Fantasy
Twenty One
Appearance: She couldn't have stood at more than 5'2, with a heart shaped face and delicate features. Big green eyes peered out through the hood.
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Various Time Periods and Fantasy
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Modern
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Modern Fantasy
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Medieval through Victorian Fantasy
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Modern Fantasy
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Modern Fantasy
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Modern Fantasy and High School
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Medieval Fantasy
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Medieval Fantasy
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Modern or Modern Fantasy
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Medieval Fantasy
28ish
Appearance: Small for a man, he stands at 5'4, with a deceptively lean and small frame. Much stronger than he appears and willing to prove it if needed. His hair is dark brown with hints of auburn, and is cut too short to pull back, but long enough that he's constantly brushing it out of his sharp face. Bright green eyes sit above a nose that's just slightly crooked from having been broken a couple times, and his skin has the slightest hint of a tan. He typically dresses well, better than one would expect of a tavern keeper. His right ear is pierced, usually sporting a gold hoop.
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Personable - There's always been something about him that put people at ease. He's disarming and charismatic, and can talk to anyone about anything. It's very rare for him to come across someone who dislikes him, and when he does he generally finds the situation amusing.
Intelligent - He is a complete sponge when it comes to information and knowledge. New concepts come easily to him, and is always gracious when proven wrong about something. As such, he's found he can hold his own against people in much higher stations, with more formal education.
Gifted fighter - His father was a former guard, and thought it important to teach him at least the basics of fighting. He took to it incredibly well, and spent a good deal of time training with his father, as well as other guards. He wasn't shy about learning from the various people who drifted through their tavern either. While he doesn't have many opportunities to learn from new people any more, he does spend a good deal of his free time training and practicing.
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Sadistic - Not so much an emotional sadist, as he's too good with his personable persona, he finds that he very much enjoys the physical pain of others. He's unsure where this comes from, but he does keep it under control.
Emotionless - While very good at appearing 'human', inside he's rather cold and analytical. People are either useful to him or they aren't. The only person he's ever loved is his sister. Not even his parents held a place in his heart.
Disloyal - His loyalty extends to only three things: himself, his sister, and his goals. All others are simply pawns. As long as someone is useful to what he wants, he will remain as loyal to them as he is to his sister. But once they're no longer useful, he could sell them out without any sort of effect on his conscience... as long as he has something to gain from it.
Personality: Despite his outward charm, Allan is a very cold man. Almost everything about his persona is carefully crafted to put people at ease around him. As such, he is the person everyone comes to to spill their woes, frequently along side of their secrets. He is a collector of knowledge, of all knowledge, and he unashamedly uses it to his advantage. While he considers all knowledge to be important, no matter how trivial, he does not extend that to people. Everyone is replaceable, once they've worn out their use, but he's always very careful not to let others see that. Because though he gives his loyalty to no one, he easily commands the loyalty of others, often without too much effort.
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Medieval Fantasy
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Race: Seer
Appearance: Stands at about 5'10, with a long willowy figure and hourglass curves. Her wavy copper hair falls to about mid back, and is typically kept braided, with long bangs framing a heart shaped face. Her nose curves up slightly at the end, and her lower lip is slightly fuller than her upper. Her eyes are pale blue, which makes her lack of pupils highly noticeable. As this tends to discomfort people, she typically keeps a black scarf tied around them. Her choice in clothing has been the topic of many drunken men in the tavern, as the curvy woman favors tight leather pants, usually paired with a looser blouse of varying quality, depending on the day.
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Empathetic - Emmony keenly feels the emotions of others, both highs and lows. And while she personally does not have much experience with the world, she's seen so much of the past, experienced so much of it, all of it feeling as real to her as the people involved, that she can relate to almost any trouble another person has been through.
Friendly - Like her brother, she is incredibly outgoing. There's no coldness to her however. She genuinely wants to befriend all those who come through their tavern, and she welcomes everyone with open arms.
Generous - Forever taking in the lost and lonely, much of the tavern's staff over the years have been people down on their luck that she's help to their feet. The first to offer help to a stranger, lending not only her resources, but also her time and a listening ear when needed.
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Emotional - She is at all times ruled by her emotions, both positive and negative. And while wonderful to be around while sweet and friendly and happy and excitable, she has a very sharp tongue when annoyed. Though thankfully, despite how mercurial her moods are, she doesn't have a short temper. Just quick to annoyance.
Forgetful - If she could see, she'd be the type to leave herself notes everywhere, and then promptly lose them. She's good about remembering the layout of various places, which is important for getting around, as well as most things about the tavern. Everything else however can be gone the moment her attention is turned to something else.
Controlling - In part probably because of her blindness, Emmony needs all things to run exactly as she says. Everything has to be in its proper place, everything done just so. She has to know what is happening with everything at all times.
Personality: Emmony is, above all things, an emotional woman. She feels all things keenly and drastically, often to extremes. Almost everyone who comes through their tavern earns her honest friendship, and she falls in and out of love with ease. Of all the emotions she struggles with, jealousy is not one. And because she's constantly putting her full self forward, as honest and true as possible, she never truly feels regret either. She has a voracious thirst for knowledge, much like her brother, though hers is for the stories of travelers. Unable to leave her city, she lives through the tales of others.
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Medieval Fantasy
Possibly late 30's, but uncertain
Race: Changeling
Appearance: Above: two of their most frequent forms. Due to the mercurial nature of their species, Caelyn has no true appearance, none that they consider theirs. They do tend to choose younger forms, generally between the ages of twelve and sixteen. While rarer, they have become a child as well. All forms tend to have a delicate, non threatening appearance. They no longer take on adult forms, under any circumstances. No matter how they change their form, however, they always have a brand on their right shoulder, what appears to be a family crest.
Strengths:
Skilled in combat - There are very few weapons Caelyn is unable to wield with near perfect precision. They spent many, many years training and practicing and learning, and many more keeping in shape, so to speak.
Musical - As with weapons, there are few that they cannot play. Unlike fighting however, which they had to work at, music came to them more naturally. It helped that they have a lovely singing voice, and an ear for music that cannot be learned.
Protective - Due to their past, servants or slaves who've been injured in any sort of 'punishment' ignite a ferocity in them, so much so that they easily overcome any and all current fear.
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Easily frightened - The slightest thing can set them off. Grown men, weapons, conflict. This makes them somewhat cowardly, and they will not hesitate to leave somebody who may be gravely injured if they're scared enough.
Haunted - They are often plagued by horrendous nightmares about the things they've been forced to do, and having been prized for so long for their voice, they has trouble speaking as well.
Insanity - While stronger than most of their kind, they have recently been struggling with the madness they all face. It creeps across their vision, slowly blackens their mind. They've been able to stave it off so far, partly out of sheer force of will, and partly with the help of Emmony.
Personality: Caelyn's personality has greatly changed throughout their life. As with most changelings, it has become slightly unstable. The few things that linger almost always are their timidity, how easily terrified they are, and their unwavering loyalty to Emmony and Allan. As for the rest, they're rather unpredictable from one day to the next. Sometimes they have a temper, sometimes a sense of humor, sometimes a strong sarcastic streak.
Background: Due to the fact that their mother was one of the few changelings who was comfortable maintaining one form, Caelyn's childhood was more stable than most of their kind. The changeling who fathered them lost themselves to insanity not long after their birth, so it was only the two of them. They lived in a small village in a fairly secluded area, somewhere that they didn't draw a lot of attention with Caelyn's unpredictable 'changing'.
Around ten years old, they finally caught the attention of the lord of the area. Changelings were highly sought after, as they were beings who could be what you needed when you needed. As such, many were captured to be used as either a spy or in the bedroom. The lord had always been fascinated by changelings, and as such had the pair captured. Their mother became his permanent bed warmer, willing to be and do anything to protect their child.
Until their late teens, Caelyn was kept mostly for entertainments sake. They was given as a gift to the lord's son, who was around Caelyn's age. Their uncontrollable changing made them useless for most tasks, but was highly amusing. When it was discovered that they had an impressively beautiful voice, they soon took on the task of entertaining him and his guests in that way too.
Somewhere in their teens, when their changing was beginning to become more controllable, their mother finally lost themself to the insanity, killing the lord, only to be put down by a guard. As the lord had been a cruel man, their deaths went almost unnoticed by his son, who now had a more stable Caelyn to play with.
Caelyn had something inside of them that their mother had not however. Something strong and almost hard. As such, though they still spent a lot of time in his bed chamber, they were used for other things as well. Spying, assassinations, assisting in torture frequently. They were also willful, which led to frequent lashings, some which cut deep and should have left horrendous scars. However, while changing forms did nothing to heal wounds, they could make scars and imperfections disappear, so no matter how many times they were injured, their skin remained smooth and perfect.
As they got older, this became wearing on them. They became less willful, more timid, quiet and almost numb. The more they withdrew on themselves, the more cruel the lord became with his punishments, both with lashings and in his bed, as if trying to force them to fight back again. It only succeeded in turning them into an easily frightened being however, jumping at their own shadow and frequently close to tears. One of the servants, who'd always been kind and almost motherly to them, finally broke down and helped them to escape.
