Karilth's Application [Accepted]

[Dolly 119]

Minecraft Account Name: DandilyonFluff

Character Name: Karilth (Last name determined on house)

Gender: Female

Age: 110 Years

Appearence:

Large pale blue orbs shine from soft, slate-grey skin such as Lapis would shine from the surface of a dark stone. Framing this are long silver and brunette locks that tumble over the female Mori's shoulders in a neat fashion. Her clothing is little, a thin piece of cloth that covered the width of her bosom woven from mushroom fibers with a soft silken lining, paired with a short wrap that reaches down to her thighs. From her wrists and long, knife-bladed ears hang earrings and bracelets of gold and precious gemstones while her face held a look of wisdom that stretched well beyond her years.

Personality:

Karilth (110 Human Years) is as quiet as the caves she dwells, choosing to say nothing even when posed with a question. Her silence leads some to believe that she is in fact mute, usually busying herself with scribbling on a piece of parchment. Although when she does speak, it is not without purpose choosing only words of wisdom and favor to her Goddess. She can be usually found in the background of any interesting coming and going, a shadow to the natural life that records anything out of dull routine in her signature dark blue cave-chalk.

Biography:

Karilth was born the eighth, yet smallest child of Veriya Jek'ril. She quickly found favor in the eyes of her Matron mother as she had been the Mori's first daughter. Her Mother lavished the frail child with gifts, expensive dress, heavy golden earings and other things of worth. For this reason, her seven brothers grew to despise her. Despite all their hard work and achievement, Karilth was praised and displayed as the prodigy child.

Behind their Matron Mother's back, the brothers would punish their sister brutally for her fortune. A good word from their mother earned Karilth a boxing to the ears once she had left the room. Threats of being drug out into the deep caves and left alone kept the weak Mori girl from speaking with any adult of her torment. Her life revolved around the motto, "Natha xan'ss telanthus zhah natha zotreth a'till" or "A word spoken is a strike earned".

Karilth's escape was within the pages of her writing. It was often she would sit upon the large fountain in the center of the Byr'shuk District and weave tales of the beautifully dressed Mori women that would pass her. It wasn't until a Yathrin inquired the small child about her writings that her talents were discovered. Impressed by her skills and observations, the woman took Karilth to the Library where she met with the Head Scholar. With her house's permission, the once weak girl became a Record Keeper for the Mori.

Your characters ambitions:

To fill the almost empty history section of the library with her writings of Mori life and major events.

===Roleplay Related Questions===

As your character wanders the back-streets of Menorcress, you sight a cloaked figure lurking in one of the shadowed nook behind the Brothel: a rustle of cloth is heard, and the figure ushers you in with a skeletal finger. The hooded figure imparts information involving a conspiracy to over-throw the House of Miiystra, and offers you a hefty sum of coin to partake in the planned attack. How does your character react?

Pale blue orbs stare at the hooded figure with a blank look, listening to his words. She stands silent for a few minutes after he finished speaking before drawing out a small, mushroom fiber bound notebook and scribbling something down on the worn pages with a dark cave chalk. Without another word, she moved off quietly down the street. The only sound is of her silks rustling behind her.

Your character finds him/herself watching the Alure d'aphyon: the several fighters within the void maze wield only sticks as they prove their prowess as warriors by battling to the death. One of fighters happens to be a close companion of yours, and you witness him being strategically cornered by three of the other fighters and beaten to death. While the crowd cheers in celebration of the violence, and the death of your friend. How does your character react?

Karilth sat silently as the other Mori cheered around her at the gruesome sight. She raised her pale blue eyes slowly from the parchment she had been documenting on to watch her friend's last moments. Soft grey lips moved to form words as he took another blow to the head. "Dos inbal malaruth al... Ragar Nemiisae wun l'thac'zil tu'jol, Dalninuk." (You have fought well... Seek Nemiisae in the land beyond, brother.)

A screenshot of your skin:

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[Danny 2232]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.