Post by Fionna Moir on Jun 19, 2012 16:43:02 GMT -5
Fionna Moir
The deer
The deer
Age: 18
Religion and Language: Druidism. She believes in many gods, but the one she has pledged her alliance to is Rhiannon, the goddess of hunt. She speaks Cisal, but also Amoraean and there fore she has been sent as a Diplomate.
Faction Loyalty:The Cisalpine Tribes
Alignment: Helvetii
Profession: Druidess
Appearance: For eighteen years of age, Fionna is fairly young looking. Despite that her skin has been touched by the sun in many years, the bright rays haven't left her skin tanned, but they have left rather a healthy color. While most women try to protect their skin, Fionna was never particularly bothered with this; in fact, it amuses her that other girls always seemed so offended by her easiness by being out in the sun.
Fionna is likely remembered best for her eyes; exotic and slanted at an angle, they're of a cool, penetrating icy blue. Unlike her complexion, her hair is a Golden, although it often becomes streaked by the sun and begins to look like a bronzed red. She has never been stunningly pretty and neither is she beautiful, but when she does her rituals something powerful overwhelms her and the gods and goddesses somehow look past her kind of mousy appearance and makes her look powerful.
Personality: Fionna is the woman that you would consider romantic. She is one of those girls who enjoy, and use the most of her time, to philosophize on the nature of love. Maybe because she's not too busy actually being loved by anybody. She often dismisses love as a foolish child. Because, a child have never been touched by the worlds gruesome hands.
If we stop considering Fionnas romantic side, she has a deep personality, she doesn't only philosophize about love, but about how life and the world around her looks like it does. She like things settled and organized, and will schedule her work hours and social engagements well ahead of time. She hate's it when she get her unscheduled visions, but have learnt trough the years not to work against it!
Fionna is highly sensitive to others, which is to say that her intuition is well developed. Certainly her insight into herself and others is bright and clear. Without a doubt, she know what is going on inside herself, and she can read other people, not their inner thoughts, but their moods. She thinks it's because of her ability. Fionna also identify with others quite easily, and she usually find herself picking up the characteristics, emotions, and beliefs of those around her. Because she easy gets into other people's skin, Fionna feel closely connected with those around her, and shows a sincere interest in the joys and problems of her friends, family, and loved ones.
History: Fionna does not remember any thing before her tenth birthday. No one knows who she is, or were she came from. But one day 'her tenth they say' she just stood outside the previous druidess' small cabin, twigs in her hair and sharp intelligent eyes. Some say that she was sent from the gods, to be old Grimmas apprentice. And their suspicion expanded when she started to have her visions.
The first vision came exactly one year after she had gotten to Grimmas cabin. She saw one of the young huntsmen getting killed, and she ran out in the woods to save him. But even though she tried to save him, he died a few day after in a fewer, that was when Fionna realized that if the gods wanted a person in their halls, nothing could stop them.
After that realization, she began her long journey to become a druidess. She worked hard to learn about different herbs and their magical use. She learnt how to sing the magic songs, and how to speak with the nature. But her apprenticeship ended all too soon. Her teacher got sick, terrible sick. Fionna tried everything but nothing worked. and then she remembered the young boy, and understood that the gods thought her ready to take over the staff and let the past go. So, now Fionna is the young druidess in the middle of a diplomatic war, sent to the Amoraeans o bring peace.
Strengths: Headstrong, Reliable, quick fingered, Intelligent and humorous
Weaknesses: Hotheaded, untrusting, stubborn, Cynical and Romantic
Likes: The nature, truthfulness and strength in both mind and body.
Dislikes: Abuse of power, Waiting, Loosing, Being inside for too long
Weapons: None, but can handle a bow.
Armor: Usually, Fionna is dressed in a foot-length blue or black cloak decked with gems to the hem. In her hand she wields a wand, the symbolic distaff, which is adorned with brass and decked with gems on the knob. Around her neck she wears a necklace of glass pearls, and on her head she wears a headpiece of black lamb trimmed with white cat skin. Around her waist she carries a belt of amadou from which it hangs a large pouch, where she hides the tools that she uses during the ceremonies. On her feet she wears shoes of calfskin and the shoelaces has brass knobs in the ends, and on her hands she wears gloves of cat skin, which is white and fluffy inside.Extra
Your OOC name: Pemma
RP Sample:
The town was buzzing...
Fionna shook her head, when wasn't the town buzzing? Really, every day and every night, in very month of every year, The streets was a buzz. But, at least now in the early February it was still so cold that the men and women decided to stay indoors.
Now you may wonder why a young beautiful lady was doing in these wretched part of town? Easy, it was her home, and the base of her work. For you see, Fionna wasn't some ordinary young girl. No, she was the druidess. The helper and the guide. She laughed as she turned right into an alleyway.
Usually she would have been avoiding such a crowded space, but no...
Not today. This was important, she needed to see for her self, see where she and the other members of the peace party would gather. She needed to see where the best place were to mount their horses and where to say good bye.
She entered the small square and froze. Trying to breath. The time stood still, but finally she took a big breath and crossed the big square with long steps, she needed to get to the middle, to feel some space, somewhere she could escape. As soon as she could, she stopped in the middle waiting.
