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Active (Forest Elf) Mykl - Char profile/Journal

TheSkye

Loyal Servant of Altera
General Information:

Name: Mykl (Pronounced like Fickle with an M.)
Other Names: Some folk call her Miki, the harsher ones might call her Michael which she dislikes.
Titles: None, as of yet.

Age: 15
Race: Elven (Forest)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: On a scale of 1-10, where 5 is bi and 1 is straight, probably a 6 or 7.
Current Residence: None
Relationship Status: Single
Social Status: Unknown

Physical Appearance:

Height: 5’9”
Weight: 130 lbs / 59 kg
Eye Color: Green
Skin Color: Pale Caucasian
Shape of Face: Rounded
Distinguishing Features: Tattoo of the crescent moon on her forehead.
Build of Body: Slim
Hair Color: Sandy brown
Hair Style: Single side-ponytail, medium length.
Complexion: Fair
Posture: Sway-back.
Is Seen By Others As: Cute
Scars: None, as of yet.
Voice: Slightly higher pitch than androgynous

Personality:

Likes: Animals, trees, night-time.
Dislikes: Excessive heat, Men whom show off their strength.
Strengths: Agility in natural environments, archery.
Weaknesses: Brute strength, patience.
Fears: Fast-moving water
Values: Instinct, honesty, beauty.
Education: Tribal.
Languages: Elven, Common.
General Attitude: Polite
Religious Inclination: Theodra, though not too devout.
General Intelligence: Below Average
General Sociability: Average, though depends on the races of people around her.
Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Short Term Goals: Explore the New World, make friends, find a new home.

Long Term Goals: Become fluent in common, get a job, improve archery skills.

Possessions: Bow, Quiver of arrows, crude iron shortsword, small satchel, basic survival equipment.
Wardrobe: Pocketed brown trousers, firm black boots, light green tight-fitting shirt, dark green belt, dark green hooded cloak for poor weather.
Jewelry: Silver crescent moon hairpiece.
Pets/Animals: None
Owned Homes: None
Carried Inventory: Everything she owns
General Inventory: Everything she owns

General Wealth: Poor

Health: Pristine
Illnesses: None
Allergies: Pumpkins
Injuries: None
Sleeping Habits: Semi-nocturnal (0300-1200)
Energy Levels: High
Eating Habits: Basic
Exercise Habits: Daily
Memory: Decent
Unhealthy Habits: If she has a treat food she will eat it all at once, even if it’s a whole cake.
Drinking Habits: Unknown – she hasn’t tried any yet.

History: Tribal
Birthplace: Unknown island off the mainland.
Childhood: Content
Teen Years: Rebellious, still occurring.
Adulthood: Not yet an adult.
Family History: Tribal
Past Places of Residences: None
Places Travelled: Eisenheim, Storm’s Landing.

Combat: Bows, unarmed or swords.
Peaceful or violent: Peaceful unless necessary.
Weaponry: Shortbows, longbows and shortswords.
Combat Training: Basic hunting with bow.

Training & Skills:

Foraging: Basic
Hunting: Basic
Elven: Fluent
Common: Crude
Archery: Basic
Climbing: Adept (Natural), Crude (Artificial)
Basic Survival (Shelters, fires etc.): Basic
Cooking: Crude
Crafting: Basic, can make bows and arrows out of nature.

Other Trivia:

Occupation: None
Favorite Types of Food: Melons
Favorite Types of Drink: Cold Water
Hobbies/Pastimes: Observing the world from high places.
Favorite Colours: Blue, Green, Brown.

Relationships:

Relevant Family Members: None
Romantic Interests: None
Trusted Friends: None
Friendly With: None
Loose Acquaintances: None
Disfavoured Individuals: None
Hated: None
Wary Of: None

Backstory:

Mykl was brought up in a sheltered Elven forest village which only had visitors rarely for trade. The tribe was lead by the elders whom were entirely male and respect depended on wisdom, age and gender. She was lucky however as due to her only having a younger sister she was taught how to hunt, which was normally only training for the eldest sons of each family.

Despite this however she grew to hate her father and the village elders, after the age of 12 she would frequently climb the highest trees when troubled, and sit for hours above the forest canopy talking to herself out loud. She endured the sexism in her society until her 15th birthday, but then could no longer cope with it. She went out with the excuse of going hunting one day only to leave home and the forest behind her. She lived for the next few weeks in a local human city, either grovelling for money or doing odd jobs such as killing rats or carrying objects around for rich folk. Then one day she caught sight of an Elf from her village in the city, he didn’t see her luckily, but it was enough to force her into action. She fled to the coast of the small island, and bought passage on the first ship she saw in the harbour. From there she ended up in Storm’s Landing and thus her story starts.

Credit for the profile template goes to Niah [Link to template]
 
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TheSkye

Loyal Servant of Altera
This is a post to show you to all of her journal entries, these are all IC and in Elven ofcourse.
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TheSkye

Loyal Servant of Altera
Btw, if I've missed anyone off the relationships section feel free to bump me on here, or if you just want to chat about topics relating to her feel free to post. ;)
 

TheSkye

Loyal Servant of Altera
30th of Ghostmoon.

Today I arrived at Storm's Landing, the place was a huge city, but was pretty much empty. I was quite scared really, thinking people would jump out and scare me, but it was a ghost town without any ghosts.
So I went for a walk, down a rough cobbled path to a settlement called Eisenheim. I think it was human but I don't quite know. There was an event on, some "Harvest Festival" thing, I wasn't exactly sure. There were vast crowds of people there, both humans, elves and others I've never seen before. I was unnoticed at first but as soon as I tried the shooting stall and hit the target right in the heart people started to notice me. I ran away without even picking my prize because I got nervous and shy. In retrospect I wish I'd have stayed longer, it looked fun. I'll need to make sure I try and talk to people next time, but hopefully there won't be too many of them.
 
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