Post by Toxi on Sept 14, 2009 1:34:28 GMT -5
Name: Melody Springs
Nick Name(s): Mellie and/or Mel.
Age: 24 years.
Affinity: Earth and Light (in the healing sense).
Her greatest affinity has been with the plants that she's learned to tend from the earliest years of her life but with those came a chance to learn to heal. Both with a force of light (lifeforce) and the herbs and poltaces one can mix through a deeper knowledge of the earth's bounty.
Race: Plainsfolk/Forest Dweller
To the best of her knowledge she is both a Forest Dweller and Plainsfolk. Her mother hearlded from the forest, a family long steeped in mystery and litered with rumors of Elven ancestry but then married a simple (though not un-intelligent) Plainsfolk farmer. It is from her father and his family she learned her skills with plants and earth growth. And from her mother's line that she found the urge and ability to combat some of the worse types of injury. Needless to say she's still fairly a novice in the arts of healing, but her skills in plants more than makes up for this short-coming.
Occupation: Herbalist/Healer.
Allegiance:
Alias; a silly question when one considers that she cares only to help and heal those in need. She's never been tempted to do anything but good and stays firmly within the realm of 'light'.
Abilities:
[shadow=gray,left,300]Healing Light:[/shadow] good for minor cuts and/or abrasions. Fairly easy and costs little to none of her own energy.
[shadow=gray,left,300]Vine/Root Control:[/shadow] this is used mostly to aid in the proper growth of her family's plants and her personal garden of herbs but can be turned on the offensive/defensive. One of her very few effective forms of self-defense.
[shadow=gray,left,300]Song of Growth:[/shadow] Another 'skill' supposed to be ingrained in her family (the ones rumored to be of Elven descent); allowing her to encourage and/or cause an excellerated growth in plants.
(More will come with time, training and perhaps by sheer accidental/dumb luck.)
Personality:
[shadow=gray,left,300]Strong Points:[/shadow] Honest (to a fault), Trustworthy, Loyal, Sweet-Tempered, and Intelligent.
[shadow=gray,left,300]Faults:[/shadow] Niave (She grew up slightly sheltered), Not overly strong in a physical sense (she's not about to weild a huge sword in a fight), Too inquizative (You've heard about the curious cat right?), Outspoken (she doesn't think it's a 'bad' thing but it does tend to lead her into trouble.) and She wears her heart on her sleeve (hey, everyone goes through a time in their lives like this..right?).
[shadow=gray,left,300]Quirks:[/shadow] She loves to sing or hum for no other reason then it's fun, she talks to herself or her companion(s) as though they will respond with human words, and she acts a little goofy when faced with cute men. (Ah.. the crushing years).
History:
To keep this short; her mother and father are still alive though she has been told that her mother's forest dwelling clan was killed by minions of Raithe; thus instilling a deep hatred in her family for the dark side and it's helpers. But she's been realtively un-involved in that and lead a peaceable life on the plains. Her father's family grew a farm on a rather large portion of land and through their learned abilities they've been known to grow the best fruits and few vegetables.
Her learning in life has always been two fold and while father trained her in the way of the farmers, her mother sought to pass on just a bit of her knowledge of healing and 'magic'. However, she's not always lived in a bed of roses. Through out her adolesces she's dealt with a minor amount of ostrisicism from the plainsfolk; due to rumors of her mother's ancestral lines. (Apparently some people have grown to be leery of those believed to be elven.)
**I'll be re-writting this most of tomorrow. Just a little brain flash before I hit the hay. Feel Free to comment! <3**
Nick Name(s): Mellie and/or Mel.
Age: 24 years.
Affinity: Earth and Light (in the healing sense).
Her greatest affinity has been with the plants that she's learned to tend from the earliest years of her life but with those came a chance to learn to heal. Both with a force of light (lifeforce) and the herbs and poltaces one can mix through a deeper knowledge of the earth's bounty.
Race: Plainsfolk/Forest Dweller
To the best of her knowledge she is both a Forest Dweller and Plainsfolk. Her mother hearlded from the forest, a family long steeped in mystery and litered with rumors of Elven ancestry but then married a simple (though not un-intelligent) Plainsfolk farmer. It is from her father and his family she learned her skills with plants and earth growth. And from her mother's line that she found the urge and ability to combat some of the worse types of injury. Needless to say she's still fairly a novice in the arts of healing, but her skills in plants more than makes up for this short-coming.
Occupation: Herbalist/Healer.
Allegiance:
Alias; a silly question when one considers that she cares only to help and heal those in need. She's never been tempted to do anything but good and stays firmly within the realm of 'light'.
Abilities:
[shadow=gray,left,300]Healing Light:[/shadow] good for minor cuts and/or abrasions. Fairly easy and costs little to none of her own energy.
[shadow=gray,left,300]Vine/Root Control:[/shadow] this is used mostly to aid in the proper growth of her family's plants and her personal garden of herbs but can be turned on the offensive/defensive. One of her very few effective forms of self-defense.
[shadow=gray,left,300]Song of Growth:[/shadow] Another 'skill' supposed to be ingrained in her family (the ones rumored to be of Elven descent); allowing her to encourage and/or cause an excellerated growth in plants.
(More will come with time, training and perhaps by sheer accidental/dumb luck.)
Personality:
[shadow=gray,left,300]Strong Points:[/shadow] Honest (to a fault), Trustworthy, Loyal, Sweet-Tempered, and Intelligent.
[shadow=gray,left,300]Faults:[/shadow] Niave (She grew up slightly sheltered), Not overly strong in a physical sense (she's not about to weild a huge sword in a fight), Too inquizative (You've heard about the curious cat right?), Outspoken (she doesn't think it's a 'bad' thing but it does tend to lead her into trouble.) and She wears her heart on her sleeve (hey, everyone goes through a time in their lives like this..right?).
[shadow=gray,left,300]Quirks:[/shadow] She loves to sing or hum for no other reason then it's fun, she talks to herself or her companion(s) as though they will respond with human words, and she acts a little goofy when faced with cute men. (Ah.. the crushing years).
History:
To keep this short; her mother and father are still alive though she has been told that her mother's forest dwelling clan was killed by minions of Raithe; thus instilling a deep hatred in her family for the dark side and it's helpers. But she's been realtively un-involved in that and lead a peaceable life on the plains. Her father's family grew a farm on a rather large portion of land and through their learned abilities they've been known to grow the best fruits and few vegetables.
Her learning in life has always been two fold and while father trained her in the way of the farmers, her mother sought to pass on just a bit of her knowledge of healing and 'magic'. However, she's not always lived in a bed of roses. Through out her adolesces she's dealt with a minor amount of ostrisicism from the plainsfolk; due to rumors of her mother's ancestral lines. (Apparently some people have grown to be leery of those believed to be elven.)
**I'll be re-writting this most of tomorrow. Just a little brain flash before I hit the hay. Feel Free to comment! <3**
