Post by Ash on Sept 19, 2014 15:46:16 GMT -7
Primrose
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Background Information:
Born to a family of traveling merchants, Primrose would pick up the knowledge needed to craft simple remedies from her mother. Unfortunately the wild can be a rather dangerous place, and she learned this the hard way. At the age of 12 her father, as well as a few other merchants in their band were killed during their travels, leaving her mother to take care of them both. Weighing her decisions, Primrose's mother left her with a rather humorously senile woman, Primrose's aunt. Her aunt lived in the city of Rook, and her age took its toll. Most days Primrose's aunt would do nothing but eat and sleep, with a few hours of sitting in an old rocking chair in between. Cursing her fate, Primrose's world had been flipped upside down. She was now trapped with a senile old hag, knowing nobody else and having no purpose of her own. Eventually, she would come to make a friend. An entity she didn't quite understand reached out to her, telling her of the world and the secrets it held. Through this entity, which she would later begin referring to as "That One," she learned of magic, hexes, and alchemy. As the years went on, her mother would return less and less frequently, eventually stopping altogether. Recently her aunt, too, passed, leaving the world as her oyster.
You Available Times Of Play:
Weekends, any time.
A brief description of your favorite play-style:
75/25 combat to RP
www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=32715
Background Information:
Born to a family of traveling merchants, Primrose would pick up the knowledge needed to craft simple remedies from her mother. Unfortunately the wild can be a rather dangerous place, and she learned this the hard way. At the age of 12 her father, as well as a few other merchants in their band were killed during their travels, leaving her mother to take care of them both. Weighing her decisions, Primrose's mother left her with a rather humorously senile woman, Primrose's aunt. Her aunt lived in the city of Rook, and her age took its toll. Most days Primrose's aunt would do nothing but eat and sleep, with a few hours of sitting in an old rocking chair in between. Cursing her fate, Primrose's world had been flipped upside down. She was now trapped with a senile old hag, knowing nobody else and having no purpose of her own. Eventually, she would come to make a friend. An entity she didn't quite understand reached out to her, telling her of the world and the secrets it held. Through this entity, which she would later begin referring to as "That One," she learned of magic, hexes, and alchemy. As the years went on, her mother would return less and less frequently, eventually stopping altogether. Recently her aunt, too, passed, leaving the world as her oyster.
You Available Times Of Play:
Weekends, any time.
A brief description of your favorite play-style:
75/25 combat to RP
