Post by Mali on Jun 6, 2012 12:20:35 GMT -5
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Name: Anaria Knught (Pronounced A-n-air-ria Knot)
Nicknames: Ana
Age: 26
Race: Small part Elf, mostly human
Gender: Female
Occupation: Tradesman/blacksmith
Allegiance: None at the moment
[Appearance]
Height: 5’3”
Body type: Skittle
Weight: 124 lbs
Eye color: Caramel Brown
Hair color: Brunette
Ethnicity: Human
Overall Appearance:
Anaria is very pretty in many peoples’ opinions. She has long, curly, brown hair that ends just past her shoulders. Her hair is soft to the touch and has a natural and vibrant brown tinge to it. She has pale, white skin as well, due to lack of sun and needs to cover up in the sun as she burns easily.
She is average height for a human girl and has a slender body. She has curves at her waist but is quite flat chested, which she sees as okay (as everyone in her family had been flat chested). Ana has caramel coloured eyes with flecks of gold or orange in them when the sun shines at a certain angle. She is usually found in some of her favourite clothes, which consist of a pale tunic with vest, archer’s gauntlets on her hands and wrists, brown pants and a belt around her waist. Although it may seem that she is weak as she is so thin, it’s not quite true. She has had to carry large loads while helping her father and decent strength for forging and has a nice set of small muscles that are hidden, as her arms are only as wide as her muscles.
Ana has something that distinguishes her from other people and humans. She has a set of wings on her back. They are the result of mutated magic trying to cure her paralysed legs. The wings are a pale blue but shine a multitude of colours in the light. They are rather long with a fantasy-like style to them that make them look like they would most likely be fake or hand-made and stuck on. They don’t allow her to fly. Her wings can beat like a hummingbird’s, but not as fast.
Anaria is seen as a rarity as no one from her species has been seen before. Most humans have never seen a girl with real wings before and she is often chased to be sold into slavery. If people were to get a close enough look at her back, they’d be able to see that the wings are fused with her body and that the veins in her wings are connected to her spine. Ana hates the fact that she has a huge scar on her back where her wings sprouted. But she likes when she folds her wings in, because then she can wear clothes over top of her closed wings and can try to blend in up top with all these other people. However, when she wears her wings spread out, she has to wear customized shirts and vests with a hole in the back to allow her wings to be pulled through the fabric.
[Personality]
Likes:
- animals
- keeping her wings clean
- watching/listening to the rain
- war/feuds
- humidity
- fish (the smell and taste)
- the man who made her this way
- her caring nature
- able to forge and fix weapons
- she can adapt easily, even if she doesn’t want to
- good with a bow and arrow
- she cannot fly
- her wings are her weakspot
- gets lost easily
- being captured and sold
- having her wings cut off (painful)
- babbles and stutters when nervous
- cracks her fingers
Anaria is very open and friendly. She is open minded and will speak her mind and say what she feels. Aside from this, she is also very creative. With the acceptance of ideas and the will to try new things, she is always thinking and creating new ideas of her own on how to improve things. She had always given her ideas to her father and they had implemented them into designs together.
She is very helpful and will try her best to be there for a friend. She can be a little too trusting and might consider you a friend instantly, but that’s where she needs to learn that people can put on acts to make you think they are nice. She is a little naïve and innocent as she has never been out of the forge for long. She is rather smart, and can tell for the most part when you are trying to con her into something, but there are moments where she won’t notice and can be tricked. Maybe it’s because she wasn’t paying complete attention to the person that was talking, or she isn’t as smart as she thinks that she is. Anaria can have emotional break downs if there is too much pressure or stress being thrown at her. She can become weepy and upset from sad stories and feels the need to help people out.
Overall, Ana is a very happy person. Besides her longing to be rid of her wings, she is content to be on this little journey she is on.
Ana is very passionate and sticks to what she believes. If she were able to, she would speak her mind more often, but she is trying to cut back as much as possible. She doesn’t want to be a bother to people around her. She is very easily swayed when it comes to her well being. And even though she sticks to what she believes, she isn’t stubborn. She is able to look at both sides of a story and analyse things from multiple points of view.
[History]
Father: Mawthyk Knught (Ma-ow-thick)
Mother: Hyshil Knught (High-sh-ill)
Detailed History:
Far back in Ana’s lineage, all of her family members were of human descent aside from one. Long before the war started between the elves and humans, back when the elves first arrived in Alagaёsia, one of Ana’s family members joined with an elf. However, it was so long ago that the trace of elven in her bloodline is thin and almost nonexistent.
Anaria was born of a simple birth to a blacksmith family. Anaria hadn’t been an easy birth for the family. Her mother had almost died during the birthing as well as Anaria hadn’t been a normal child. She was born paralysed from the waist down. Since she was a disabled child, it was hard for her parents to provide things that normal children had. Most of her days were spent in a wheeled chair, at home, watching her father work with weapons.
Her father was the best blacksmith along the silent plains. Many travellers came to his forge to fix broken weapons, purchase well quality items among other reasons. It was also in her blacksmith family history that their forge had been used to produce fine quality weapons during the blue divide.
Even though Anaria was in a wheeled chair, she still helped out at the forge, wheeling around in the chair her father had designed for her. She would even help in the process of gathering materials with similar helpful devices her father had designed for her. Anaria loved how her father was able to take something broken and fix it. Sometimes she wished that he were able to fix her as he did swords and bows but knew that it wasn’t possible.
Along with watching her father work in his forge, there were times once she was old enough that she would be the sole worker in the forge while her father was away on trades. As well as being a blacksmith, Mawthyk had been a prominent tradesman of rare items. However, when Ana had been born paralysed, he’d given up the job to help his wife take care of their disabled daughter. Now that she was old enough, he had given her the privilege of working and running the forge on her own. She took it in stride and received many compliments about being as good as her father.
However, all human life must come to an end at some point. Her father had returned to the forge one night, when Ana was sixteen, in a cold sweat. He had been caught out in the recent storm and had fallen ill. Shortly after his death, Anaria felt that she needed to travel and see the world as he had. She knew that she couldn’t be kept cooped up in the forge for the rest of her life and desired to travel the world as her father had. However, she couldn’t go too far in a wheeled chair, as the terrain wasn’t always smooth enough for her to traverse across.
While her daydreams continued about being free of her wheeled chair, it was brought to her attention of a ‘miracle worker’ staying at an inn not too far from where they were. A customer had been talking about it to a friend who’d come in with him, stating that this person was able to perform miracles such as curing the terminally ill and making gold. She didn’t believe that he could really make gold but it was interesting about the terminally ill. Did that mean that he could help her too?
After hearing about the news of the miracle worked, Ana set out to find this inn and find this man. She had a difficult time trying to get there as there was rocky terrain and the wheeled chair wouldn’t allow her to get over them. She headed home that day, worried that the miracle worker would move on before she would be able to see him about her condition. It was then that she thought of a way to get to the inn. There was a lake near the forge and she had often asked to sit by the lake, wheel around, before when her father had been alive. Her mother helped her to the lake with the help from a neighbour. Thankfully, the ground was smooth enough for her to get from the lake to the inn with ease.
Arriving at the inn, Ana met with the ‘miracle worker’ and asked if he would be able to fix her legs. She explained that she’d been born paralysed from the waist down and the miracle worker looked her up and down, remaining silent for a few moments, thinking about what could be done. It was in that time that Ana looked him up and down and decided that he was dressed rather oddly, even for a traveller. He wore bright colours and extravagant clothing with a topped hat and a cloak that looked like satin or silk. She couldn’t forget him even if she tried. He had bright red hair pulled back into a pony tail with bright neon green eyes.
He told Ana that it would be possible but there may be side effects. She didn’t care about the side effects as much as she wanted to walk for the first time in her life. Smirking to her, he dug around through his bag, finally pulling some items out and handing them to her. The miracle worker told her to recite the words written down after he would do something that appeared to be similar to a ritual. She wondered why she had to recite the words while he would perform the miracle but wasn’t worried so much as ecstatic about being able to walk.
He wheeled Ana back to the lake and performed the ritualistic actions while she recited the words that had been written. Soon after though, she had blacked out.
Ana awoke to find herself in her bedroom, in bed. Feeling downdraught that the miracle worker had failed, Ana moved to pull her chair over to the side to lift herself into it when she felt a tingling sensation in her legs. Moving in the bed, Ana was able to move her legs to stand, although wobbly at first beside her bed. She was standing! She was standing and hadn’t fallen over yet from the weight of her body! Running over to the mirror in her room, ecstatic that it had worked, it was then that Ana noticed the side effects that the miracle worker had explained. She screamed.
There, on her back, along her spinal cord was a translucent pair of blue and purple wings. She lifted her hand to feel the plastic-like material wings that connected to her spinal cord, in between her shoulder blades. They even moved! She was horrified. Her mother almost had a heart attack seeing what her daughter had done to herself, as well as the fact that she had been able to walk down stairs that morning, Ana hid herself away in the forge, hidden from sight.
What had the man done to her? She was disfigured now. The wings were highly sensitive and couldn’t even hold her weight. Yes, she had tried to fly with them, but just once. The magic that the miracle worker had to have been mutated in some way to have done this to her. She started to wonder if he had done it on purpose and whether the wings were reversible. It was then that she remembered her dream of leaving the forge and travelling the world. Even though she was apprehensive about other people seeing her, she knew that finding this man would probably lead to her answers.
So she packed up, leaving the forge to her capable mother and started her search for the man who had disfigured her.
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