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NAME: Asvora; Nicknamed Asv by parents
AGE: 14
OCCUPATION: Viking-in-Training
GENDER & SEXUALITY: Female; Bisexual
LIKES:
DISLIKES:
STRENGTHS:
WEAKNESSES:
FEARS:
AMBITIONS:
SECRETS:
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Asvora's helpful and kind, doing her best to help around with anything when ever she visits the village. She doesn't take crap from anyone and knows when to give up or walk away from an argument. Asvora knows when she's been beat and when to just give up, keeping her from getting into trouble when hunting. Being skilled with a dagger and needle tend to have her smiling when she threatens others, no matter how harmless it may seem.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Vermilion hair flows down her 5'9 frame to rest past her thin waist. Her topaz eyes are complimented by her olive skin. Her lithe form is covered by a white long-sleeved shirt and calf length white skirt, a green apron dress suspeneded by brooches. Bandages are wrapped around her forearms and the ones on her feet are from heel to calf, leather strapped shoes covering her bare feet. A string necklace hangs from her neck, and a leather belt holds her daggers.
HISTORY: Born to Thorvid the Hunter and Ingemar the Stitch on Berk on April 16th; Asvora had been born and raised on a hill overlooking some of the village, as her parents preferred the quiet that the village couldn't offer. Not playing with the other children was fine for Asvora as she would rather follow and learn what her parents were doing then play. Because her knack for learning, Ingemar taught her to sew, while Thorvid helped train her, until she was old enough to go on hunting trips with him. The training was harsh for a six year old but Asvora never complained. Her training earned her scars that healed as Thorvid stayed easy and avoided serious injuries.
Over the years she mastered hand-to-hand combat, learned to use daggers, and learned how to sew from scratch and mend clothing. It was when she was ten that something bad happened. Usually in her spare time, she spied on birds and dragons to watch them fly, drawing out their patterns and movements to learn. Having gotten new patterns during a hunting trip, Asvora sat by the fire to re-sketch them in the dark instead of wait the next day.
Not realizing she had sat closer to the fire then she attended that when she looked up at the call of her name, the blaze was close enough that the intense heat burned her eyes. Quick thinking on her father’s part had her head in a bucket of water to save her sight, it worked, but her sight had started to lose focus as she grew older.
A while after the incident and assuring that she was fine; they took her to the village where she saw the dragons and other children. Intrigued she questioned her parents and allowed her to participate in the dragon training when she was older. Asvora practiced whenever she could without having a dragon of her own, or one tolerant enough, around to help her with what she would be learning.
WEAPON OF CHOICE: Daggers
FIGHTING STYLE: Hand-to-hand combat
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: ******************
CBOX NAME: winter
AGE: 14
OCCUPATION: Viking-in-Training
GENDER & SEXUALITY: Female; Bisexual
LIKES:
- Early morning usually before sunrise
- Making or mending cloths
- Having peace and quiet for a while
- Studying the flight patterns of dragons and birds
DISLIKES:
- Being bedridden for any reason
- Being outsmarted
- Getting sucked into a random fight or argument
- Pointless harming of dragons
STRENGTHS:
- Paying attention to everything, especially training or other
- Knowledgeable facts
- Weaponry & Tracking skills
- Quick thinker
WEAKNESSES:
- Easily gets irritated
- Can get off track
- Will get in the way of an attack
- Unable to use long-ranged weapons
FEARS:
- Being within distance of fire
- Loosing a limb
- Becoming a drunk
- Being unable to see before she's lived her life
AMBITIONS:
- To one day fly
- Earn the rights to receive a dragon
- Learning Dragonese
- Visit the whole Island of Berk
SECRETS:
- Started to loose her eyesight
- Drinks
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Asvora's helpful and kind, doing her best to help around with anything when ever she visits the village. She doesn't take crap from anyone and knows when to give up or walk away from an argument. Asvora knows when she's been beat and when to just give up, keeping her from getting into trouble when hunting. Being skilled with a dagger and needle tend to have her smiling when she threatens others, no matter how harmless it may seem.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Vermilion hair flows down her 5'9 frame to rest past her thin waist. Her topaz eyes are complimented by her olive skin. Her lithe form is covered by a white long-sleeved shirt and calf length white skirt, a green apron dress suspeneded by brooches. Bandages are wrapped around her forearms and the ones on her feet are from heel to calf, leather strapped shoes covering her bare feet. A string necklace hangs from her neck, and a leather belt holds her daggers.
HISTORY: Born to Thorvid the Hunter and Ingemar the Stitch on Berk on April 16th; Asvora had been born and raised on a hill overlooking some of the village, as her parents preferred the quiet that the village couldn't offer. Not playing with the other children was fine for Asvora as she would rather follow and learn what her parents were doing then play. Because her knack for learning, Ingemar taught her to sew, while Thorvid helped train her, until she was old enough to go on hunting trips with him. The training was harsh for a six year old but Asvora never complained. Her training earned her scars that healed as Thorvid stayed easy and avoided serious injuries.
Over the years she mastered hand-to-hand combat, learned to use daggers, and learned how to sew from scratch and mend clothing. It was when she was ten that something bad happened. Usually in her spare time, she spied on birds and dragons to watch them fly, drawing out their patterns and movements to learn. Having gotten new patterns during a hunting trip, Asvora sat by the fire to re-sketch them in the dark instead of wait the next day.
Not realizing she had sat closer to the fire then she attended that when she looked up at the call of her name, the blaze was close enough that the intense heat burned her eyes. Quick thinking on her father’s part had her head in a bucket of water to save her sight, it worked, but her sight had started to lose focus as she grew older.
A while after the incident and assuring that she was fine; they took her to the village where she saw the dragons and other children. Intrigued she questioned her parents and allowed her to participate in the dragon training when she was older. Asvora practiced whenever she could without having a dragon of her own, or one tolerant enough, around to help her with what she would be learning.
WEAPON OF CHOICE: Daggers
FIGHTING STYLE: Hand-to-hand combat
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: ******************
CBOX NAME: winter