ARIETTI Played By: Manda Character Name: Arietti Cub Name (if any):none Previous Names (if any): none Race: Sea elf Gender: female Age: 47 turns Height: 5'7" Build: lithe and muscular, narrow hips and fairly small breasts with mile long legs, has the grace of a dancer Hair Color: white flaxen blonde. It's straight and cut short, hanging just to her chin with wispy bangs that hang in her eyes. Eyes: bright foam green, lined with pale lashes. They are usually smiling, though they darken like a storm when she's mad. Skin Color: unusually tanned for a sea elf, from spending her entire life aboard ships. She has a spattering of freckles across her nose and her shoulders. Facial Features: she has the fine features of the High Ones, with large eyes and a delicate nose. Her lips are thin, but tend to smile often. High cheekbones and a slightly pointed chin, and nearly white arching eyebrows. Voice: Arietti has a great voice for barking out commands. Her voice is almost harsh, though unmistakenly female, and can go from light and laughing to loud and demanding with a flick of the tongue. Mental Voice: same Scars, Birthmarks, Etc.: none Occupation: the Captain of the High Wind, honest trader with a hint of smuggler Lovemate: none Lifemate: none Recognized: none Family: Haren (adoptive father, deceased) Children: none Usual Clothing: tight fitting tan pants with black knee high boots. She wears a red and white striped tunic, belted at the waist and a baldric and sword on her back. Will occasionally tie a handkerchief around her head, in true sailor style. Heavy Clothing: a pair of thicker pants and a heavy oiled cloak over her usual tunic. Her boots are oiled to fend off water, also. Light Clothing: a long tunic, falling to mid thigh. Belted at the waist and slit up the sides. The sleeves are long and split up the outside of her arm, held together with rawhide stings. Jewelry/Adornments: a simple gold pendant hanging from a slender chain, a gift from her father before he died. Weapons/Tools: her sword, a short one handed weapon that she has mastered. Special Items: only her necklace. Magic: sending, tail shaping Fears: some humans, meeting other elves Likes: the ocean, swimming, practicing her sword play Dislikes: storms Personality: Arietti is a strong woman who grew up around strong men. She is a perfectionist when she is put in a position of command and demands nothing less than the best from those who serve beneath her. She is well rounded, being fair and just when needed and merciful when the mood suits her. She loves to laugh and share a mug of ale with friends, and loves a decent brawl. Sees Self As: a strong just woman who demands respect History: Arietti was found on the beach when she was barely a year old. A young man by the name of Haren had been walking the beach while in port and found her there, amidst a tangle of seaweed. He took the spirit girl in and raised her on his ship, the High Wind. Though his crew was nervous at first, they soon warmed up to the giggly little girl and looked upon her as a good omen from their God. The young Captain soon rose up, becoming one of the best sailors to ride the sea and as his 'daughter' grew, he taught her all he knew. Arietti learned the art of swordplay from a merchant who traveled with them, learned to navigate from her own father, learned the ways of the criminals while transporting a mercenary and even to prepare food from the ship's own bawdy cook! When she was twenty summers old, Arietti became enamored with one of the cabin boys, a young lad by the name of Cael. One night of attempted passion left both of them shaken and scared and Cael was soon left in the nearest port after a wild bout of name calling. Arietti looked upon joining and males differently after that, and stayed away from any who would look upon her sexually. Ten years later, Haren was swept overboard in a storm and Arietti took it upon herself to Captain the High Wind. None of her loyal crew raised a fuss and she took off where her father left off, being a loyal trader and smuggling some here and there. Five turns ago, Arietti began to feel a strange pull, like she was being pulled somewhere. It was a feeling that would come and go, but got a bit stronger each year, until soon enough this calling was too strong to ignore. She then gave her ship to her first mate, who had been her father's first mate before, and bought a horse. She started traveling, steeling herself to enter a world unknown to her . . . Quote: "There's nothing like a strong sea breeze and a strong dark ale to get your blood flowing!"