Morena

morwen · October 9th, 2009, 7:25 pm

Name: - Morena

Age:- 19

Gender: - Female

Skills:
Hands, and feet: As a child growing up in the ruins of Vroengard with her large family she learned to fight with hands and feet against any intruders, and became quite deadly. Morena knows almost everything there is to know about fight with hands and feet, as that, and farming was all she did while growing up. Morena used to use it while hunting, but changed so much after her "greater sadness" that she only uses it on humans now.
Call: Morena loved singing as a child, and as she grew older she got better, and better. The plants, and animals she sang to were always the best, and the wild animals would sit and listen when they heard her voice. after her "greater sadness" the wild animals who could communicate with her, gave her a call that would summon wild animals to her aid. Creatures do not respond to the call unless Morena truly needs them. When she does then they come with all speed. Her limitation is that she can only use it two times a week
Mind: Morena grew up learning how to protect, and project her mind. During the time that she cared for the plants she learned to appreciate all that grows, and she learned how to communicate with them. There are few who can break into her mind--even in a group. Part of what she does with her mind is dream. When she dreams something it always happens. She never has normal dreams. It happened after she projected her mind a little to far away, and it was caught momentarily by a spirit of dreams.

Weaknesses: No other weapons then her body. Many others that I can't think of at the moment.

Race: - Human

Hair: - Gold or light brown depending on the day, and the lighting

Eyes: - Her left eye is greenish gray, and her right eye is brownish blue but they are obviously two different colors.

Home Village: - The ruins of Vroengard

Parents: - Gerald, and Beryll (both dead)

Siblings: - Six brothers, and five sisters--all dead

Character Personality: Morena never looks on the bad side of things, and she never looks on the bright side of things either. She never makes jokes on others, and hates it when they do it to her. Despite her "greater sadness" Morena usually enjoys life--at least she does when she doesn't have to be around humans, elves, dragons, or dwarfs. Nobody would ever call Morena cheerful unless they were a plant, animal, Urgal, or a star. Morena is always smiling when there are no humans, elves, dragons, or dwarfs around, except when an animal, plant, or Urgal dies, but even then she doesn't cry; Morena didn't even weep at the beginning of her greater sadness. Morena does her best to ignore people, even when she enters a city, and she avoids people who try to be friends as if they carry a contagious disease. She is death on anyone she sees beating a child, slave, or animal. Thieves fear her judgment, as do slavers. The only reason she is not hunted is because wherever she goes she destroys problems, and makes people more loyal to their ruler be they part of the Varden, Empire, Elves, or Dwarfs--and makes them dislike her usually. Morena always has good advice to give to any who ask for it, and a shoulder for those who need comfort--even those of races she hates. She is a good friend to her handful of friends, and she is a role model for children wherever she goes. Morena is very much a lone wolf, and doesn't even make very many friends among the Urgals, and animals.

Character History: Morena's history is in first person.
I was born in the ruins of Vroengard in a stone house that was surprisingly whole. I am the youngest, with six brothers, and five sisters. As soon as I could walk I was helping farm the fertile soil, learning to defend, and project my mind, and fighting with my hands, and feet. My oldest brother was fifteen years when I was born, and could easily destroy intruders by himself. Year by year as we all got older the intruders increased, and I started singing. Year by year my singing got better, and the defense, and projection of my mind also improved. One day I was reaching out with my mind to find out if any intruders were near when a dream spirit grabbed my mind and... Changed me is all I can say. Now the only dreams I have are of what will happen, otherwise I don't dream at night. Every year I improved in everything I did, as did my brothers and sisters. Then I reached the age of twelve and my life changed forever.
It was a stormy day in the middle of the winter, and the intruders had attacked in a very large force of around thirty. Never before had they attacked in such numbers! There was about one third of humans, elves, and dwarfs apiece. There were only fourteen of us, and the intruders were extra hard to fight this time. The humans were destroyed without any loss on our side, but my mother, three of my brothers, and four of my sisters fell fighting the elves. My remaining siblings, and my father died against the dwarfs, and I was burned badly by the fire that was lit to destroy all we had, and was left for dead, while the remaining invaders escaped the flames. I was rescued by wild animals, and Urgals who had killed the fleeing invaders. The animals gave me a call to summon any animal I needed help from, and the Urgals used plants to make a salve to put on my burns under the starlight. I was sad when they left, and sad that all that my family owned had been destroyed along with the last intact stone house on Vroengard, but the Greater sadness was that I now had no family. They all burned in the flames, and a prayer was all the funeral I could give them. I knew also that I had to leave the island forever. I had dreamed it. Why couldn't I have stopped the invaders? Why? For the next seven years I spent my time practicing fighting with hands, and feet, my call, and my mind--all the while seeking a way off of Vroengard. Then I found it, and my new life began.

Weapons: Her fists, and feet.

Likes: - Stars, Plants, Animals, and Urgals

Dislikes: - Humans, elves, dragons, and dwarfs

Animal Companions: - None that she owns

Character's Physical Description: Morena is 5.3 and can see in the dark. She has no easily seen scars anymore, but at the occurrence of her greater sadness she had a large burn on her face, which left her pale. Morena wears only brown, and wears mid-calf length boots, leggings, and a tunic that comes to about three inches below her knee. Her hair is cut short enough for a boys but no one ever makes the mistake of thinking she is one. Her face is "cat-face-shaped" and no matter how hard she tries she cannot pretend to be a boy where it's not safe for young women to be alone because of her beauty. Because Morena can neither read nor write, and she doesn't use weapons she is neither left or right handed, but she doesn't call herself ambidextrous.

Dreams for the Future: - To be rid of what she calls the greater sadness

Reason for Dreams: - Because it is the cause of most her pain.

Alignment/side: - Her own

Favorite Saying: You have not lived until you have felt the Greater sadness.

Morena

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