Chikaea
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Name: Kaea Verauldi
Nickname/Alias: Chi
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Height: 5'11"
Weight: Bigger than small but smaller than huge. Figure that one out why don'tcha.
Hair: A light, sort of golden brown. Short and very curly and wavy. Usually it's covered by a hat or some other type of hair covering.
Eyes: Dark brown.
Skin: Very light, almost literally white.
Identifying Marks: She is always wearing something on her head. the truth is that her hair like to spike up in the oddest ways, and she hates for it to do that, so whether it be a helmet or just a bit of cloth, something is holding her hair down. Add to that that her clothes are never nice looking, and are usually torn in several places, and, if not torn, not done up properly. There is also a pink scar on her right cheek (her left if you are looking at her). Still, her most defining characteristic has nothing to do with her appearance, and everything to do with her voice. She speaks with a bit of a drawl, though not bad enough that people can't understand her. Sometimes though, it almost seems like she has several accents, all melded in one.
Appearance: She towers above most other humans that she may be found with. Her hair is always unruly, even when it is tucked under her hat. More often than not she can be found carting along her fishing pole, which she cares for almost more than she loves herself. She also has an array of freckles that spatters across her nose and cheeks.
Strengths: She has incredible patience when she wants to. This is part of the reason why she can sit still and fish for a very long time. She also has a generally jolly demeanor. She can get along with most anyone, no matter what form of life they come from.
Weaknesses and fears: She is a bit of a loud mouth. She cannot stand it when some people do things that get on her nerves. That's where her patience fails, and she will get up in anyone's face. Still, despite this, she will often come to her senses quickly, unless she's been holding it in for a long time. Another weakness of hers is nighttime. She cannot stand the night, especially if the creatures come out. She has a great fear of the nighttime, especially in the South. Rarely will she leave the North out of fear of the monsters that come out at night there. Another issue is that she will often have sudden changes of her mind. Some days, she'll just wake up and decide that she needs a change and go off traveling. Most of the time she'll return, but sometimes she just settles down in a new place.
Religion and cults: She worships the God of Luck, Jax, because she says, "He's been there fer me when I've needed luck the most. I'll stick with him until the day I die." She doesn't follow him as obsessively as one can, but she does more than most.
Profession: She used to be an innkeeper in her home town. But after many years of that she decided that she was done. Then she became a traveler, and a wanderer. In all of her travels, she gathered stories that she began to tell them wherever she traveled. Some of her tales she makes up, but most come from something she heard about someone else, and rarely are they anything but humorous.
Tadah! Alright, I'm going to get the back story all written up, but really, I would love it if some people would like to cross back stories. That's awesome to me. If you would like, send me a message or just post here or something.
Nickname/Alias: Chi
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Height: 5'11"
Weight: Bigger than small but smaller than huge. Figure that one out why don'tcha.
Hair: A light, sort of golden brown. Short and very curly and wavy. Usually it's covered by a hat or some other type of hair covering.
Eyes: Dark brown.
Skin: Very light, almost literally white.
Identifying Marks: She is always wearing something on her head. the truth is that her hair like to spike up in the oddest ways, and she hates for it to do that, so whether it be a helmet or just a bit of cloth, something is holding her hair down. Add to that that her clothes are never nice looking, and are usually torn in several places, and, if not torn, not done up properly. There is also a pink scar on her right cheek (her left if you are looking at her). Still, her most defining characteristic has nothing to do with her appearance, and everything to do with her voice. She speaks with a bit of a drawl, though not bad enough that people can't understand her. Sometimes though, it almost seems like she has several accents, all melded in one.
Appearance: She towers above most other humans that she may be found with. Her hair is always unruly, even when it is tucked under her hat. More often than not she can be found carting along her fishing pole, which she cares for almost more than she loves herself. She also has an array of freckles that spatters across her nose and cheeks.
Strengths: She has incredible patience when she wants to. This is part of the reason why she can sit still and fish for a very long time. She also has a generally jolly demeanor. She can get along with most anyone, no matter what form of life they come from.
Weaknesses and fears: She is a bit of a loud mouth. She cannot stand it when some people do things that get on her nerves. That's where her patience fails, and she will get up in anyone's face. Still, despite this, she will often come to her senses quickly, unless she's been holding it in for a long time. Another weakness of hers is nighttime. She cannot stand the night, especially if the creatures come out. She has a great fear of the nighttime, especially in the South. Rarely will she leave the North out of fear of the monsters that come out at night there. Another issue is that she will often have sudden changes of her mind. Some days, she'll just wake up and decide that she needs a change and go off traveling. Most of the time she'll return, but sometimes she just settles down in a new place.
Religion and cults: She worships the God of Luck, Jax, because she says, "He's been there fer me when I've needed luck the most. I'll stick with him until the day I die." She doesn't follow him as obsessively as one can, but she does more than most.
Profession: She used to be an innkeeper in her home town. But after many years of that she decided that she was done. Then she became a traveler, and a wanderer. In all of her travels, she gathered stories that she began to tell them wherever she traveled. Some of her tales she makes up, but most come from something she heard about someone else, and rarely are they anything but humorous.
Tadah! Alright, I'm going to get the back story all written up, but really, I would love it if some people would like to cross back stories. That's awesome to me. If you would like, send me a message or just post here or something.
