Scereza

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Player: Rosencrat

Character Full Name: Scereza Guinen Colch

Character In-Game Name: Scereza

Nickname(s): Scer, Ms. Colch, Archy

Association(s): Stormwind, Kirin Tor

Race: Human

Class: Mage

Age: 23

Sex: Female

Hair: Wavy, medium length copper brown.

Eyes: Brown.

Weight: 144 lb

Height: 5'6”

Other: Due to an accident in her childhood that damaged her right ear, Scereza has sporadic Musical Ear Syndrome, or MES. The syndrome causes her to have auditory hallucinations where she hears simple melodies in her right ear. A mild annoyance that she has learned to live with, Scereza has found that humming along with these melodies helps calm her nerves.

Appearance

A practical, un-fashionable creature, Scereza latches onto a convenient style and wears it religiously. With her mind occupied on her studies and her own little problems, she has not room to ponder things as ‘beauty' and ‘color matching'. To her, the uniform of the Kirin Tor Alcolyte is perfectly suitable for her needs and needs no alteration. The pockets of her blue robes with black and gold trim are always stuffed with pencils, quills, scraps of paper, bits of food and practical magical tools.

Personality

Alignment: Lawful Good

“Scereza, you will do well to live simply with your feet always on the ground,” her aunt once cautioned. And that was what she was brought up to be: A woman who lives “simply” with her “feet always on the ground.” Growing up she learned to think practically, to always take life as it was and to find her place in the status quo. She was fed maxims about the honor of quiet labor and the security of conformity. She was taught that becoming unique, that seeking to raise herself above her peers, was folly. Her aunt and guardian made her realize that a practical life, a life free of loud-mouth bragging and swagger, was a life well lived.

Yet she still had her mother's blood in her. Though practical at heart, she still has an imagination, fed in part by her mother's stories and her magical aptitude. Taught to stay on the ground, there was still that part within her that hungered to soar. Even if that desire was somewhat tempered by age and the reason it gave, she still often allows her imagination to wander.

History

Scereza's father had been ‘Lord' Redman Berstol, a swarthy bandit and eventual small-time pirate. The brash Redman had terrorized the small-time transportation lines between Stormwind and Booty Bay, using his small dingy and faux-cannons to scare petty merchants into dispensing with their supplies. And their daughters. And it was Redman Berstol who had taken the heart –and all the rest of the body- of Julia Colch.

Julia Colch was the daughter of a Stormwind merchant. She was only nineteen when she had convinced her father to take her along with him to Stranglethron on their merchant ship. When the ship was stopped by ‘Lord' Berstol she was taken with her father's load of bread, a blushing, giggling teen all too eager to be whisked away by the handsome buccaneer. It was a two years before she returned to Stormwind and her father, six months pregnant and with a new-found wanderlust in her eyes.

Three months later the little Scereza Colch was born. A year after that Julia stole a sack of her father's gold and, with infant held to her breast, tramped off to establish herself as a pirate. The project was doomed to failure. After half of her gold was stolen by a shady dwarf promising to get her a ‘Second War Frigate with full crew!' she spent the remainder on establishing herself as a bandit. When that plan went sour she was left destitute, working as a barnacle scrubber on the docks of Booty Bay. The port city was no place to raise a child; while cleaning a docked ship one day with little Scereza in tow, a goblin bomb detonated. The loud explosion, while not directly harming the infant, injured her ear and struck a paternal cord in the young mother.

Not wanting to doom her daughter to a life of danger and poverty, Julia sent the then three year old Scereza off to live with her uncle, Joseph Colch. Joseph had taken up his father's mantle after his retirement, slipping effortlessly into the world of numbers and figures that consumed the merchant trade. He cared little for his estranged sister's child and couldn't be bothered with the task of rearing her. As such it fell to his wife, Rebecca Colch, to raise young Scereza.

Rebecca Colch was a starched woman. Attracted to the clean sensibility of a stay-at-home merchant, she had married young and had remained faithful to her husband for over a decade. An accountant like her husband, her greatest pleasure came in managing both the house and the books. She ruled her home like a matriarch, keeping everything to her liking. Hardly a cruel woman, Aunt Colch simply found herself most comfortable when things were ordered and plain.

A barren woman, she welcomed the child with open arms. She saw a chance to turn this “child of wild spirits” into a respectable and successful member of society. Her sister-in-law confirmed all that she believed to be true: To lead a life of adventure and nonconformity begins in euphoria and ends in poverty and misery. She would not let this child –for she soon saw Scereza as her own- let her wicked mother's taint drive her to a similar madness.

Scereza was taught by tutors for much of her young life. A quick study, she learned that studying was the beginning and end of life. She was awkward with new people and had difficulty making friends. She quickly found an aptitude in magic and was taken under apprenticeship by a mage in Stormwind.

When she was old enough her foster parents sent her off to study in Dalaran, then newly erected in the cold reaches of Northrend. Her foster-mother had signed her up to study magical architecture and applied mathematics, two ‘good, solid fields' for her adopted daughter to use her fantastical arcane powers on. To a large extent Scereza was content with this lot; she had been raised to learn a useful trade and was living to her upbringing's demands.

Yet her experiences with magic had stirred up that desire for conformity. She had been instructed to remain unnoticed and to consider herself normal. Magic, with its bizarre promises of power and the unknown shook that perception. Despite her aunt's attempts at wrangling it into a more conventional use, magic still remained Scereza's outlet for individuality.

Further challenging her upbringing, her mother began to send her letters. Now an established navigator for a trader ship, Julia still held dreams of re-uniting with her daughter and leading a life of adventure. Caught between her mother and aunt, Scereza has dutifully continued to study in Dalaran.