Post by Moire Vellcar on Jul 17, 2020 15:23:53 GMT -5
Face Claim: Daisy Ridley
OOC Name: Pyxis
CHARACTER NAME: Moire Vellcar
AGE: 22
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Aldsage
APPEARANCE: Small and slight, there is little extraordinary about Moire's appearance save for the flame red hair that falls just past her hips. Her skin remains pale and free from scars, her body is fit but soft and she lacks the muscle tone of those well-practiced in the art of combat.
MARITAL STATUS: Unmarried
FAMILY MEMBERS: Moire belongs to a fairly large extended family. Two older brothers, an aunt and uncle on her father's side, an aunt and uncle on her mothers, and nine first cousins at the last count (with three on the way). Her paternal grandfather is the chieftain of Clan Vellcar, though he has seemed sickly as of late- since the passing of Moire's paternal grandmother some weeks ago.
POSITION/OCCUPATION: Eldest grandaughter of the current chief of Clan Vellcar
GRAMARYE GIFT: None that she knows of.
PERSONALITY: Gentle and soft spoken, Moire is slow to anger and slower still to act upon it. Generally reserved, Moire is rarely the first to speak in any given situation. However, once she has settled a little, once she is comfortable, Moire allows her wit to shine through. Though she may be slow to anger, her mind is lightning quick. She is all bark and no bite however, Moire can’t even bring herself to gut a fish- the sight makes her too squeamish.
HISTORY: To suggest that Moire has led a charmed life would be an understatement. The first granddaughter of the current chief, Moire has spent her entire life being the apple of not only her father’s, but also her grandfather’s eye. Her family, like most of their clan, spend their days beside or upon the sea. Moire could swim before she could walk.
Having no stomach for blood, guts, or gore, Moire does not help her family with any aspect of fishing. Instead she dives for pearls, helps teach her younger cousins, and generally helps to run the household.
Moire has had a peaceful life until this point. The days blend into weeks, weeks to months, months to years. A few weddings here and there, a few funerals. But those have been the only events in her life worth even a passing comment. She has been happy this way, content to spend her life beside the sea with the people she loves.
That was until a month or so ago. When the chieftess was suddenly taken ill with a fever. She was gone less than three tides later. Her passing rocked the entire family, shook the entire clan. The chief has not been the same since, he seems to have aged a decade in the last few weeks- the once proud warrior suddenly seeming almost frail. Some say the chief is looking ill…
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