Post by Rowen on Apr 18, 2010 16:43:48 GMT -5
Recruitment: E
Email: See Rekka.
Character
Name: Phathiel
Rank: Cook
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Origin: Ponna
Appearance:
Phathiel has hair like dark rich soil holding a hint of fire just beneath it’s dark shading. She keeps it long her tresses often curling just slightly on their own, not matter how many times she tries to make it lay flat. Her bangs often falling to her eyes hiding her forehead and eyebrows from sight. Her dark brown eyes are the shade of dark klah. Her nose is long and even, her mouth lush and curved.
Standing at 5’4’’ Phathiel often has to look up at her father, but never flinches from his superior height. She isn’t over weight, or skinny, but rather perfect for her height. She’s been told this repeatedly, and after growing up hearing it, she has no doubt in it. Her legs and arms are long but curved naturally, she’s not boney thin, but rather curved and soft. Her movements are often smooth in appearance, though she might have an occasion of clumsiness it doesn’t detract from her overall charm.
She wears light clothing, often not caring what she throws on especially if she’s in a hurry. When she has time she does put on clothes that compliment each other, often wearing light clothing that is dark in color for working in the kitchens. Her hands are smooth and clean from her work, her skin an nice olive shade that she acquired from her father.
Family:
Grandfather: Phanderone (74)- Retired Master Healer
Grandmother: Medolia (70)- Retired Cook
Uncles:
Medero (47)- Journeyman Healer (No Children)
Phamedo (44)- Deceased Journeyman Healer. (disappeared fifteen turns ago on assignment.)
Aunts:
Phandolia (50)- Cook, four children, Anderon(28) Journeyman Healer, Phaletta (24) cook, Andoloen (22) Apprentice Healer (due to walk the tables next turn), Jovandol (19) Candidate/Apprentice Healer
Merona (40)- Laundress, Seven children with weyrmate Uris. Uron (21,m) Apprentice Dragon Healer , Meroris (17, f) drudge/Candidate , Urero (15,m) Candidate/ Apprentice Healer, Ronis (13, m) Apprentice Healer, Euri (11, f) Weyrbrat, Onais (9, f) Weyrbrat, Risrona (6, f) Weyrbrat, Meris (6, f) Weyrbrat
Father: Phaedon (54)- Master Dragon Healer
Mother: Luthiel (52)- Crèche nanny.
Brothers:
Luphaed (20)- Apprentice Dragon Healer/ Candidate
Luthaedon (15)- Apprentice Healer/ Candidate
Sisters:
Phaelu (17)- Crèche nanny/ Candidate
Luaethi (12)- Weyrbrat
Children:
Pharies (2)
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Personality:
She’s sweet the first time you meet her, and the second, and even after that. She doesn’t yell, usually soft spoken, and the observing type. Phathiel isn’t easily angered, though she is prone to bouts of sadness that are only visible when she is not in the vicinity of Pharies. Though outwardly she appears fine, she has stopped talking about her personal life.
Avoiding all advances from men, she seems to shrink away from anyone who shows signs of interest becoming meek and sullen. Around her family she’s always happy, though its not uncommon for them to find her staring at a wall thoughtfully. She can forget at times where she is and what she’s doing, giving the air of someone who is clumsy, and forgetful.
Though she appears forgetful, Phathiel has never once forgotten to take care of Pharies, or do a favor for a member of her family, she’s extremely loyal, and caring of them, and sensitive to matters when they talk to her.
Hobbies/Skills: Cooking
Pets: NA
History:
Phathiel was born the first born of Phaedon and his weyrnate Luthiel. Though two years later her brother appeared into the world, Phathiel has never resented the short time she had her parents to herself since she was so young. Phaedon and Luthiel were always good parents to Phathiel, and she never wanted for anything as a child growing up. She was loved by her parents, and that’s all she could ask of them.
As a weyrbrat running around underfoot Phathiel had been drawn again and again to her grandmothers side. Often seeking her comfort when she knew she’d been into trouble. Her grandmother as was her job had been often in the kitchens cooking. Phathiel would sit out of the way and watch her grandmother work, trying to look as innocent as she could in preparation for when she’d be found out.
When she was a little older, Phathiel had willingly stayed in the kitchens and learned to help her grandmother as she worked. Though she wasn’t very talented, she quickly became skilled and it was obvious she would follow in her grandmother’s footsteps. It wasn’t soon after when she caught the attentions of a man, her first childish love.
As a result from a little too much fun she became pregnant with her daughter. It wasn’t soon after that Phathiel came to understand that the man she thought she loved didn’t return her feelings, and her feelings were shaky at best. He left, and she didn’t chase after him. He died when Pharies was only a turn old in an accident, he’d tripped over a ledge and fallen to his death because a glow had been to dull for him to see.
However with him gone, his closest friend had started taking an interest in Phathiel, and Pharies. Not being in any rush to leap into a relationship Phathiel had evaded his advances. However it wasn’t long before he wasn’t as kind as Phathiel had always thought he was. The first time he touched her was the moment she realized how horrible he truly was. For a year he’s plagued her and been very careful about it, ensuring she could do nothing. She feared him, but had enough strength to make sure he never touched Pharies.
Color Preference: None
Email: See Rekka.
Character
Name: Phathiel
Rank: Cook
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Origin: Ponna
Appearance:
Phathiel has hair like dark rich soil holding a hint of fire just beneath it’s dark shading. She keeps it long her tresses often curling just slightly on their own, not matter how many times she tries to make it lay flat. Her bangs often falling to her eyes hiding her forehead and eyebrows from sight. Her dark brown eyes are the shade of dark klah. Her nose is long and even, her mouth lush and curved.
Standing at 5’4’’ Phathiel often has to look up at her father, but never flinches from his superior height. She isn’t over weight, or skinny, but rather perfect for her height. She’s been told this repeatedly, and after growing up hearing it, she has no doubt in it. Her legs and arms are long but curved naturally, she’s not boney thin, but rather curved and soft. Her movements are often smooth in appearance, though she might have an occasion of clumsiness it doesn’t detract from her overall charm.
She wears light clothing, often not caring what she throws on especially if she’s in a hurry. When she has time she does put on clothes that compliment each other, often wearing light clothing that is dark in color for working in the kitchens. Her hands are smooth and clean from her work, her skin an nice olive shade that she acquired from her father.
Family:
Grandfather: Phanderone (74)- Retired Master Healer
Grandmother: Medolia (70)- Retired Cook
Uncles:
Medero (47)- Journeyman Healer (No Children)
Phamedo (44)- Deceased Journeyman Healer. (disappeared fifteen turns ago on assignment.)
Aunts:
Phandolia (50)- Cook, four children, Anderon(28) Journeyman Healer, Phaletta (24) cook, Andoloen (22) Apprentice Healer (due to walk the tables next turn), Jovandol (19) Candidate/Apprentice Healer
Merona (40)- Laundress, Seven children with weyrmate Uris. Uron (21,m) Apprentice Dragon Healer , Meroris (17, f) drudge/Candidate , Urero (15,m) Candidate/ Apprentice Healer, Ronis (13, m) Apprentice Healer, Euri (11, f) Weyrbrat, Onais (9, f) Weyrbrat, Risrona (6, f) Weyrbrat, Meris (6, f) Weyrbrat
Father: Phaedon (54)- Master Dragon Healer
Mother: Luthiel (52)- Crèche nanny.
Brothers:
Luphaed (20)- Apprentice Dragon Healer/ Candidate
Luthaedon (15)- Apprentice Healer/ Candidate
Sisters:
Phaelu (17)- Crèche nanny/ Candidate
Luaethi (12)- Weyrbrat
Children:
Pharies (2)
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Personality:
She’s sweet the first time you meet her, and the second, and even after that. She doesn’t yell, usually soft spoken, and the observing type. Phathiel isn’t easily angered, though she is prone to bouts of sadness that are only visible when she is not in the vicinity of Pharies. Though outwardly she appears fine, she has stopped talking about her personal life.
Avoiding all advances from men, she seems to shrink away from anyone who shows signs of interest becoming meek and sullen. Around her family she’s always happy, though its not uncommon for them to find her staring at a wall thoughtfully. She can forget at times where she is and what she’s doing, giving the air of someone who is clumsy, and forgetful.
Though she appears forgetful, Phathiel has never once forgotten to take care of Pharies, or do a favor for a member of her family, she’s extremely loyal, and caring of them, and sensitive to matters when they talk to her.
Hobbies/Skills: Cooking
Pets: NA
History:
Phathiel was born the first born of Phaedon and his weyrnate Luthiel. Though two years later her brother appeared into the world, Phathiel has never resented the short time she had her parents to herself since she was so young. Phaedon and Luthiel were always good parents to Phathiel, and she never wanted for anything as a child growing up. She was loved by her parents, and that’s all she could ask of them.
As a weyrbrat running around underfoot Phathiel had been drawn again and again to her grandmothers side. Often seeking her comfort when she knew she’d been into trouble. Her grandmother as was her job had been often in the kitchens cooking. Phathiel would sit out of the way and watch her grandmother work, trying to look as innocent as she could in preparation for when she’d be found out.
When she was a little older, Phathiel had willingly stayed in the kitchens and learned to help her grandmother as she worked. Though she wasn’t very talented, she quickly became skilled and it was obvious she would follow in her grandmother’s footsteps. It wasn’t soon after when she caught the attentions of a man, her first childish love.
As a result from a little too much fun she became pregnant with her daughter. It wasn’t soon after that Phathiel came to understand that the man she thought she loved didn’t return her feelings, and her feelings were shaky at best. He left, and she didn’t chase after him. He died when Pharies was only a turn old in an accident, he’d tripped over a ledge and fallen to his death because a glow had been to dull for him to see.
However with him gone, his closest friend had started taking an interest in Phathiel, and Pharies. Not being in any rush to leap into a relationship Phathiel had evaded his advances. However it wasn’t long before he wasn’t as kind as Phathiel had always thought he was. The first time he touched her was the moment she realized how horrible he truly was. For a year he’s plagued her and been very careful about it, ensuring she could do nothing. She feared him, but had enough strength to make sure he never touched Pharies.
Color Preference: None
