The following letter is delivered to the postboxes of various Orenian businesses (only those that are currently hiring, of course). It's written on bright yellow stationary scented with a perfume that smells strongly of lemon, dark almond, and bergamot.
To whom it may concern -
I'd like to get the silly stuff out of the way first.
Yes, I'm green.
Yes, I've got tusks. Little ones, but they're there.
Yes, I'm pretty tall and pretty muscular. (Also pretty cute!)
Yes, I'm a half-orc.
My name's Sarah Napier. I'm nineteen years old. There's a time in every kid's life that they've got to strike out on their own and build a career for themselves. My doofus twin brother ran off to join the Navy and become a sailor, so that means I need to figure something out too. Hopefully something that doesn't disappoint my dad. I can't be lying around the house doing nothing anymore!
The point is, I need a job!
I might be big and green, but that doesn't mean I'm a brute. I speak and write in perfect Common. I'm not a foreigner. I grew up here in Oren - born in Helena! I don't... really have a lot of skills yet, but I'm smart! I learn fast, I promise!
Um, I'm good at a lot of small things. I know how to tie a ribbon just right to make the cutest little bows. I know the difference between cheap lace and the good stuff. I can fold very pretty paper flowers that look almost as nice as the real thing. I've read a lot about beekeeping, but we've never lived in a house with a yard so I haven't been able to try it yet.
And... ugh.
I'm kind of strong, I GUESS.
But I'm not some big dumb muscle! I'm an intelligent, cultured, and lovely lady! I could be good at a lot of things besides just... being strong if you teach me.
Please give me a chance.
Signed,
OOC:
EST is preferable. I'm active usually between 7:00 pm EST and 11:00 PM EST. I play Sarah usually two or three days out of the week.