Character Profile: Raven Hart --- Updated; 2015-09-07

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Raven Hart
 

 

Basic Information
 

Nicknames: N/A

Age: 18 (and a bit)

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Status: Living and Lost



Description

Height: 6'1''

Weight: 123lbs

Body Type: Tall, Somewhat Lanky, Modest Curves (very modest)

Eyes: A deep emerald green color which is usually wide open. Something troubling can be seen in her eyes if one is very perceptive. They are also shaped a bit slanted, such as an oriental person would be.

Hair: Shoulder length, board straight and inky black.

Skin: Pale with oriental undertones.

Markings/Tattoos: None just yet.

Health: Malnourished.

Personality: Eccentric. Mad. Love of death. She tries to put up the front of being outspoken and open as a book, but she hides much behind this. Inside, her pain slowly cannibalizes her and bleeds her out. Truly her main goal in life is to stitch this mortal wound before it's too late and she completely succumbs to madness. In truth, she is insane. In what way is to be found out, rather than simply told. However what can be said is she isn't the type to murder someone for fun or harm people. She isn't violent, at least as far as anyone's ever seen goes.

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Further Details: She truly is a filthy woman, most of the time. She bathes very little and often has an odor of death around her, due to her odd. . .tendencies.



Life Style

Alignment: Neutral

Deity: N/A

Religion: N/A

Alliance/Nation/Home: N/A

Job/Class: N/A

Title(s): N/A

Profession(s): N/A

Special Skill(s): Deception

Flaw(s):



Magic

Current Status: Non Existent

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Weaponry

Fighting Style: Run away or hit it with whatever's handy.

Trained Weapon: N/A
 

Favoured Weapons: Kitchen Knives




Biography
 

Raven's entry into the world is signaled not by a cry but deathly still silence followed by a piercing, anguished scream from her mother which rips through the air and is driven into the ears of all those around like a stake through the heart of an accused vampire's heart. All about the mother and the apparent stillborn fall silent and cringe at the scream and are relieved as the mother stops her crying to draw in a shaking breath. In that brief period of quiet the infant baby girl coughs up blood and opens her eyes slowly. Her blueish flesh, deprived of oxygen before, now begins to fill with a rosy newborn baby flush. The mother's next sound is a gasp as she clings to the now living child, proclaiming it a miracle in a choked, sobbing breath before she proceeds to cry quietly from relief, felt unanimously by the small group in the small home in the city of Salvus.

For the first ten years of Raven's life she had been sheltered from the raging turmoil and wars that seem to have erupted every other day around Athera and yet she rarely ever smiled. When she did smile it would worry her mother and father for what she smiled at was not suffering but death. She loved and adored the dead. For what reason their parents could not tell. Was she mad? Gifted? Some strange, evil cursed creature? An Imp? These questions and more flew through their heads on an at least weekly basis. However, she was a very well behaved girl and seemed content to not hurt even a fly. She was the odd sort of girl who would not scream when there was a large spider present, but rather simply pick it up nigh fearlessly and escort it outside. Even so there was always the dead.

The fortunate sheltering could not last forever, however. One fateful day a great leviathan of a worm appeared in Athera and proceeded to lay waste to everything in it's path. Hundreds upon thousands of lives were lost. The words "Carnage", "Decimation", and "Destruction" could not even begin to describe the devastation that Athera was put through. Due to this Raven found her entire life turned upside down, shaken about, and relocated. To a boat her small family took to and they, like many others, departed in unison towards the Isles of Vailor. Raven lingered at the back of the boat and leaned against the railing as she watched the ruined continent continue to be ravaged by the worm, her head rested in her folded arms and a soft smile on her lips. What she saw to be happy about has yet to be spoken by her lips.

When they arrived to the new lands Raven's family traveled closely with Salvus, as was to be expected. They traveled across the continent, or perhaps not. The author isn't entirely sure where they landed on the continent. Either way they found their way and proceeded to settle in the new Salvus. The years that followed were uneventful for her. The other children and teenagers found her, understandably, odd. She seemed to retract further and further from people in an odd way. She became very outspoken and excitable. Some would call this "mad". It wasn't all of a sudden, but over the course of her life to the present day. Even when her parents were slain, due to being in the wrong place at the wrong time, she kept up her front and perhaps exaggerated it even further to hide her pain. Left alone in the world, she will try to find her path

 

 History

 

Edited September 7, 2015 by SlatedSickness