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Profile: Rebecca

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Lord of Altera
Name: Rebecca Lynn Chisholm
Full Titles: Ruler of the Northern Mountains
Nickname/Alias: Becky, Nnyl

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KEY INFORMATION:
Age:
48
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Social Status: Queen
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 176 lbs
Date of Birth: 23rd of Truebirth
Date of Death:
Homeland:
None
Current Home: Praelidium

PHYSIOLOGY:
Build:
Thin, aging, sickly
Hair: Curly, grey, with hints of ginger still left.
Eyes: Green
Skin: She's pretty pale and age has wrinkled her skin, recent illnesses have given her a palid, waxy look.
Identifying Marks: The mass of freckles and the Celtic tattoo on her face and body
Appearance: See picture
Clothing: See picture
Pets: None
Weaponry: A bow, a steel long sword, a steel short sword, a buckler, and a short spear




Prized Possessions: A bow given to her by Murdoc. A wooden practice sword from Robert Senatoor.
Hygiene: Baths about four times a week
Voice: Think old Irish woman

QUALITIES AND FLAWS:
Strengths:
She has unending confidence in herself, almost border lining arrogance. She also has a sharp tongue and a quick wit.
Fears: Anything to do with the Nether. She still has nightmares about her experience.
Weaknesses: She's small. She is also allergic to cats. She's also has quite a temper. Has a crippling fear of the Nether. She also has sporadic fainting spells that happen rarely now, often coming with nightmares of her time in the Nether. She often wakes, still hallucinating that she is in the Nether.
Intelligence: About average
Languages: Common, Elven
Profession: Ruler

ETHICS AND MOTIVATIONS:
Personality:
She's a patient, methodical thinker with a penchant for mistrust. She keeps strangers at a distance while keeping her family and friends close.
Religion or Cults: Theodra worshiper
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Short Term Goals:
Long Term Goals: Die surrounded by family.


TRIVIA:
Lullaby she sings most:

Theme Song:

Favorite...
Place:
With family
Pastime: Hunting, archery, horseback riding
Food: Meat
Drink: Vodka
Color: Green
Animal: Wolves

Least Favorite...
Place:
Cities
Pastime: Doing nothing
Food: Vegetables
Drink: None really
Color: Grey
Animal: Cats

RELATIONS:
Loved:
Kyna, Alain and Ansgar (the twins)
Trusted:
Befriended:
Liked:
Neutral:
Everyone not listed, though she may act kind of stand-offish
Unsure of:
Wary of:
Afraid of:
Terrified of:
Disliked:
Hated:


Background:
She was raised from an infant by a band of bards until they were attacked by an unknown force (Because she doesn't remember who) in the middle of the woods. She was brought up by forest locals, who she claims were owl people, but, as there is no such thing, it was likely just forest elves dressed in owl pelts and feathers. She was found in Port Silver at the age of five while looking for food and taken in by Robert Senatoor and Lizzy. During this time, she met Murdoc and was taught to hunt and use a bow. She also met Scardrac, who helped her when she fell in the Cathedral and broke her leg, likely saving her life. Some time afterwards, she fell ill with the Plague that Jishrim cursed Altera with. She died some days afterwards. After returning to life by the blessing of The Sisterhood, she returned home, only to fall ill with the same disease and die again. After some time, she was revived by The Sisterhood and returned home. The causes of the Plague had been found out and dealt with.

She lived for a while in Aeryldale until the Engem and Marr invaded the town and forced her to flee. She was taken from caretaker to caretaker while she was told the Senatoors were being hunted by Engems and Marrians and was kept mostly indoors during that time. She grew quiet and distant until she stopped talking altogether, keeping to her drawings. She finally was reunited with her adopted father in Queens Port some years later and was put in charge of the stables, at the age of ten. A year passed before her home was invaded, yet again, by the Engem and, separately, Lavoyards. She left Queen's Port some months later to live with her friends in Azerport. There she trained relentlessly on her archery and her swordsmanship, cutting off her hair and a few ties in some houses. She held a job in the local tavern, under her friend and father figure, Murdoc, living with her adopted mother, Ylva.

Some months passed before she got a house of her own and continued her training and work. Soon trouble followed her to Azerport under the Lavoyard flag and, while she fought for some time, she eventually left for Vallee de Mai, an ironic move as it was a Lavoyard settlement. She had Kyna when she was about twenty three and raised her daughter, keeping her mostly secret from those she assumed would try to harm her. Eventually, Rebecca built up enough money to start a small town, which she currently rules and resides in.

She married Eimar when she was about twenty eight and gave birth to two beautiful children with him, however their marriage, like all her other relationships, didn't last very long. She now raises the twins and Kyna alone while also keeping the town growing, though the hope of it gaining many residents is starting to fade.

Now, at the last leg of her life, with undead marching the lands, she's given up hope of her town being successful. It doesn't bother her, though, as she has her daughters and son with her. Her faded green eyes can't see much, but she can see her time is coming to an end. Her only regret being that stupid argument with Eimar that ended their marriage. She's told Kyna who her real father is, though she will likely never meet him. Even as everyone leaves the continent, Rebecca refuses to pack up, as this is her town, her legacy, and she'll be damned if she lets anyone, even legions of undead, take it from her while she still draws breath.

Now, though she's old, frail, and ill, she takes up arms again to guard against the army of corpses in defense of her people.
 
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