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MC Name: drifblim_sRP Name: Alaine HahnelPersona ID: 84453
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"Ave Stassion!" exclaimed Alaine, upon hearing the joyous news.
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Character Introduction - Alaine Hahnel
Basic Profile
Full Name: Alaine Hahnel
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Birthday: 22nd of Sigismund's End
Race: Human
Nationality: Haeseni (presumably)
Profession: Baker
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 165lb
Build: Soft, rather weak
Hair: Ginger
Eyes: Blue
Skin tone: Ivory
Clothing: Alaine is often found wearing practical and comfortable gowns, with the skirts hitched to the ankles for ease of movement. She favours shades of deep purple, and is seldom seen without her leather waist bag holding a menagerie of small kitchen tools.
Personality
Overall demeanour: Alaine often has a look of pure bewilderment. She is inquisitive by nature, but also fearful of the world around her. Alaine has a very soft temperament and is rather reserved. Although empathetic and kind, she is often plagued by a nervous disposition that may be misinterpreted as aloofness. She feels her emotions intensely, and is said to ‘wear her heart on her sleeve’.
Likes: Baking, reading, sunsets and exploring
Dislikes: Conflict, isolation, hot climates and injustice
Strengths:
· Selflessness
· Charitability
· Discretion
· Curiosity
· Dedication
Weaknesses:
· Self-doubt
· Poor stamina
· Naivety
· Timidness
· Inexperience
Aspirations:
· To find a new home, where she can feel that she ‘fits in’ and can belong
· To overcome her self-doubt and naivety
· To use this new courage and self-certainty to become a master of her craft
· To own and run her own bakery, not for huge profit, but mostly to support local families and organisations
· To explore whenever she has the chance, to gain new experiences and find her purpose
· To find out more about her heritage and early life
History
SpoilerAlaine knows little of her family history, nor the identities of her parents, due to being orphaned at the age of two. From this age, she was raised amongst fellow ill-fated children in an orphanage several miles from the city of Valdev. Upon asking the Sisters staffing the orphanage what happened to her parents, Alaine would simply be met with pitiful glances and hushed whispers.
The uncertainty of her existence set the foundation for young Alaine to question her every action. Hesitance and worry would follow her throughout her youth, interfering with any potential friendship she wished to form. How is one supposed to know another when one doesn’t know oneself?
Nevertheless, Alaine found ways to preoccupy herself and distract from her persistent isolation. Perhaps out of pity, the Sisters allowed her to assist in baking the bread used to feed the orphanage’s inhabitants. Thus blossomed a shred of hope for hopeless Alaine; a newfound skill, one at which she far exceeded her own expectations, that provided a true sense of purpose.
Upon being cast from the overpopulated orphanage the morn she reached the age of eighteen, Alaine resolved to pursue her purpose as a baker. Remaining in Valdev for several years, she took on piecemeal work to steadily build a healthy pile of savings, enough to open a bakery of her own. That time has now come. It is time for Alaine to set foot into the world unknown and find a place to truly belong, if the Creator wills it.
Minecraft skin made by me, pixel art icon made using MrAme's 'Pixel Fantasy Character' Picrew.
Edited by drifblim_s
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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?)) *Alaine peers at the old hag inquisitively. She's never met the woman before - she's absolutely sure of it. "Hello, I... I hail from Haense. I heard that the town's bakery is available for rent, but I don't recall sending prior notice of my arrival..." *Alaine's words trail off into a mumble as she stoops low, hastening towards the floor cushion whilst avoiding the flickering flames of the candles. "I've never travelled so far before, so please forgive my nerves. I can assure you my baking skills are up to par - bread, pastries, cakes... I'll do my best to provide the townspeople with full bellies." *Glancing towards the moth-eaten tent flap, Alaine ponders if there are indeed any townspeople to feed, as she saw not a soul on her way here. "I started baking at a young age, as an escape I suppose. I grew up in an orphanage not far from the capital. I've always struggled to make friends, and it pained me to never be invited to join the other children in a game of Haeseni Chess. It was kind of the Sisters to allow me to assist them in baking bread, even if it came from a place of pity. But work for a nervous baker is scarce in rowdy Valdev, so it became time for me to find the inner courage bestowed upon me by the Creator and venture into the world unknown." *The naive young woman fidgets with the hem of her well-worn skirt, poking a fraying edge. "I'm sure you've noticed I'm not very worldly, but please - allow me to prove my skill to you. I have no desire to remain as sheltered as I am. The world around me is so terrifying but... I find myself eager to delve into its nooks and crannies to find my purpose."
