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  1. Natalya Wilenski "Expression is the Truest Reflection of the Soul." Character Theme ~The Basics~ Maiden Name: Natalya Wilenski Date of Birth: SA 133 Age: Seventeen Race: Highlander Age of Appearance: She looks of age, but could be mistaken for younger. Height and Weight: 5ft 8, 124lbs. Build: She sports a very slim build, with little muscle or weight on her body. Complexion: She has a very pale complexion, with a few small freckles lining above her cheeks. Hairstyle: She sports long, curly blonde hair that is usually kept in a messy ponytail running down her back. Natalya will always allow her hair to be free flowing, when not performing her work. Eye Colour: Copper. Distinguishing Features: She sports a large scar on her right knee, and a birthmark on her lower back in an almost wine stain like appearance. Clothing: Natalya enjoys dressing comfortably and practically. She does enjoy bright patterns and colours, but if the outfit restricts her movement then chances are she would avoid it. Voice: She can be soft and well spoken, her voice sporting an almost songlike quality. ~Personality~ Tropes: Natalya is a very expressive person, who feels her emotions as deeply and easily as she draws breath. At times this can be a great blessing, as she is no stranger to speaking her mind or empathising to the plights of others. But at times she can become prone to deep bouts of sadness and emotional burnout, that leave her feeling isolated and alone. Most Common Mood: Inspired. As a natural storyteller and imaginative soul, Natalya finds herself constantly inspired by new surroundings, new people and the often mundane aspects of daily life. She is constantly writing, drawing or trying to craft something together to fill her time - even if it distracts her from the more real aspects of the world. Persona/Mask: Natalya is a very upbeat and driven individual by nature, and she always tries to see the positives in any situation that she might find herself faced with. But at times, she does struggle with her emotions - becoming overwhelmed by the sheer gravity of what she is feeling. In these moments, she retreats into her shell, and can become quite distant to those around her. Insecurities: She often finds herself afraid of being ridiculed for being 'stupid' or 'foolish', as she often is naïve to the ways of the real world - outside of her art and work. She is afraid that others will view her as too emotional. How do they see themselves?: She see's herself as being a very fun, caring and outgoing person - always trying to be nice to people and make friends, even when at times they probably deserve the opposite. She does not think of herself as being a great beauty, or the most intelligent person in the room - but she knows that she has her good aspects, and she plays to her strengths. How do they believe they are perceived by others?: She hopes that others see her in the same way she see's herself, but to a degree she suffers from an anxiety that people misjudge her. What is their greatest regret?: Her deepest regret is running off with her childhood love, Ivor, to only realise that he was using her. She left her family and home, all that she knew, because she was too trusting. What is their life philosophy?: All emotions are to be expressed, felt and experienced. To hide from your emotions is to hide from yourself. Positive Personality Traits: Compassionate. Adaptable. Accepting. Open Minded. Hard Working. Empathic. Strong willed. Expressive. Articulate. Creative. Negative Personality Traits: Honesty (Both a Positive and Negative) Trusting. Naive. Perfectionist. Ego. Likes: Snow. The Sound of Running Water. Natural Spaces. Flowers. Libraries. Crowded Taverns. The Smell of Ale. Theatre and Performance. Writing. Painting. Music. Dance. Black Haired Men. Purple. Dislikes: Warm weather. Poor Conversation. Chickens. Corsets and Restrictive Gowns. Rude Men. Sight of Blood. History to be added at a later date.
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    You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) Constance smiles faintly, moving her hair out of her eyes as she slowly positions herself on the cushion. She looks around at the room, taking in the sights, before fixing her inquisitive gaze on the Old Woman. "Are you her?..." Her question is met with a short silence, barely the length of a breath, before she jumps in, "I've came to learn, Miss. I heard you were one of the best healers in the world, and I've spent everything I have to get here." Constance sits up, forcing a bright smile, her hands clenched tightly on her lap in an attempt to stop them from shaking. "My mother always spoke highly of you. She said that you taught her nearly everything she knew, well mostly everything." She fidgets with her skirt, her hands growing into a violent tremble. "I'm sorry for just bursting in, I should have written, but I need your help miss..." Constance holds up her right hand, like a small earthquake the trembling spreads into her pale wrists, moving up to the elbow. "I need to learn how to stop this - this - shaking. It started when my mother died, and I don't know how to stop it." She slowly lowers her hand, forcing it tightly onto her lap with her left. Constance takes a deep breath, studying the Old Womans expression, trying to gauge what she is thinking. "Please - I'm a fast learner, and I am a night owl anyway so I can stay up late and read books. I could wash your floors? I know my way around a mop, and I could get rid of that awful smell for you. I just..." Constance smiles brightly, her eyes almost pleading with the Old Woman. "I want to learn how to fix this... I want to be like my mother, I want to be a healer." Constance clenches her hands tightly, "Please- I'm begging you, Miss. Just give me a chance, and please help me."
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