Damielle

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Player: Symi

Character Full Name: Damielle Givens

Character In-Game Name: Damielle

Nickname(s): Dami.

Association(s): N/A typical human Alliance.

Race: Human

Class: Priest

Age: Twenty-two. (22)

Sex: Female.

Hair: The veriest of reds.

Eyes: Rusted red-brown or Muddied clay.

Weight: 105 lbs

Height: 5'0

Appearance

Her clothing is most often stiffly formal, preferring either dark robes or a finely made female suit.


"Painted" Physical Description: The hair atop her head is rosen red, the consistency of similar flowery potency. The length of her hair reaches no further then the middle of her back, often crimped neatly and well styled above her shoulders. The brows lofting above her eyes are a thin, slashed line but somewhat darker then her rosen hair, perhaps a rich burgundy best describes them.

Her eyes are exquisitely shaped, perfect almonds and not too far inclined nor too small and squinted. Neither are they too large to fit her face. Their color when seen in proper lighting is that of old blood, a rusted bitter hue.

Her nose also fits very nicely within the confines of her face, a pert but unremarkable feature if ever there was one. The only perhaps noticeable touch about it would be the faintest of beauty marks on the right nostril, almost hidden by the delicate curving of it.

Her lips are neither thin nor full but rather a mixture of the two. The upper is somewhat thinner with the heart markings defining their soft pink color against her skin. The lower lip is a deal plumper though not so much to add a ridiculous pout to her expression.

The general shape of her face is rounded with subtle delicate points. Her cheekbones are just high enough to give her some modicum of commonly perceived "beauty." Her chin is pointed and a mite bit on the stubborn side. Her cheeks are unfashionably cherubic, perked and rounded on her cheeks just enough to allow for delightfully wicked dimples should she choose to grace her lips with a smile.

Her neck and shoulders are well trained and often held elegantly still even when she walks or sits. As the lady can never be caught slouching, one can clearly see the defines her bone structure, which while it is not extremely petite, it is rather smaller then is the norm.

Moving down to her chest and abdomen, one can see that she is proportioned as an adult. Her breasts are evenly matched and formed firmly to the size of the average man's hand. There are two adjacent beauty marks on her right breast, far more bold then any other she has though not raised from the skin. Her mid-section on the front is free of marks, smooth but not exercised to any extent beyond simple good health. Her back, trailing to just above her buttocks is covered in an intricate tattoo of many hundreds of connecting symbols.

Down further, her hips are narrow as she has yet to bare children of any sort. The curve of her waistline does however move out in a fluid manner to her hips, allowing her to appear as feminine as any woman could please.

Her legs and thighs are of the usual shape, no discerning scars or markings. Her feet are also unremarkable, though perhaps a bit on the small side. Given that her height is no more then five feet, they are perhaps normal for her size.

Finally, the coloring and texture of her skin. She is not alabaster white as one might expect of a rosen haired lass, in fact she is peaches and cream in all the places that matter, save perhaps her cheeks that often sport the faintest blush of very pale pink.

Personality

She's a very somber young lady and no stranger to a hard days work. She can appear very cold to those who do not know her well and there are few who can claim familiarity of that level with her due to her distrustful nature. Beneath the rigidly aloof exterior is...well a mischievous and slightly greedy young woman who wants nothing more then to ruthlessly take riches she has no right to. In short, Damielle is deceitful in most everything she does from her pert little nose down to her pretty little groomed toes.

History

Damielle was born in Hillsbrad, her mother was unknown to her beyond that her father often referred to her as a gutter whore or disgusting little thief...she's still not exactly sure what her mother stole from her father to make him hate her so. She was accepted into the household of her father at the age of four and has been told that her mother abandoned her to him, though she cannot truly remember clearly what actually happened.

She spent fifteen years of her life as an unpaid servant, being family meant all he was required to provide her was food, shelter and occasional outfits so she did not freeze while working outdoors.

At the age of nineteen she was brought to her father's wee manor and told that a very rich merchant was interested in her. Her father explained in great detail how lucky she was to be useful to him finally. The night after these events, Dami packed everything she owned (which amassed to one small satchel) and struck out on her own to see what fate would have for her. Traveling south with the caravans she made her way to Stormwind where she apprenticed herself to one of the many Tailors, learning to perfect her already quite decent sewing, weaving and embroidery skills.

At age twenty she struck out into the world once more, unable to satisfy her lust for "more" with a simple tailor's income and work. Her journey did not take her far however, she was taken prisoner by black market slavers when her caravan was attacked traveling into Stranglethorn. When brought before an auction block she found herself sold off to a very strange but kindly seeming old man who offered her freedom on one condition, that she remain in his home as his assistant to pay off her debt to him since he'd paid a high price for the fiery haired lass. She agreed to remain for a single year but found herself lingering long after that time as she learned very interesting things from the dear old man. On her twenty-second birthday he sent her out on an errand, when she returned she found his home abandoned and dusty, the roof even caving in as if no one had lived there for at the very least twenty years. The only clue left behind for her was a little trunk containing all her things and a small parcel of gold. Dami was once more thrust out into the world alone.

Skills and Abilities

She sews and embroiders very well, her cooking is superb and she knows a number of dances that would simply be the toast of any party. However, if you're looking for combatant skills...shy might be capable of hitting you over the head with a frying pan provided it's not very heavy. *If greed for power were a skill then perhaps Dami would be extremely powerful, as things stand she is currently seeking the path of necromancy.