Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2014 9:29:19 GMT -6
Vinima, Lelage F. 24 Female Heterosexual Vinny Domhan Tir Innkeep/ Brewer IT BEGAN WITH A PEN IN MY HAND APPEARANCE Despite her upcoming “I’m-an-adult-now-I’m-almost-half-the-age-of-my-father” birthday (which would then make her 25), Lelage is often mistaken for being much, much younger—almost a decade younger. Her petit form that stands about 5’ 2’’ with a slim, nearly curve-less build deems helpless when proving her age. Not to mention her vibrant complexion and large, glittering eyes often leaves Lelage with a youthful air. Though do not fret, she still has somewhat of a figure, just not as curvaceous as other woman tend to have at her age. Her chest however small is full, and her hips being her main curvy attribute. All this compared to her already super tiny frame, so still pretty small. (Sorry Lelage) Lelage must’ve acquired most of her genes from her mother’s side, considering her father looks nearly nothing like her. The woman is short compared to his barbarian height of 6’ 4’’, and so thin and lacking of muscle that one would think the slightest gust of wind could simply carry her away, while her father could act as part of the stone walls that encompass the great city Blaikfurd. Moving on from the details of her father, Lelage has soft features, plump cheeks at a constant peachy glow, a pointed chin, thin lips that are often in the shape of a smile, a button nose, and these twin, gorgeous chestnut hued eyes (if brown is your thing) that are usually on “full sparkle” most of the time. They’re a lighter shade, almost amber with hints of gold, compared to her dark chestnut hair. Lelage’s hair is as full of life as the woman herself, often bouncing and swaying with her movements as if each strand had a mind of its own. It’s styled with swept bangs and side pieces that frame her face yet cut just as the edge of her cheek bones giving her a full, round look on her otherwise small face. The cut emphasizes each expression beyond their usual conveyance. When she’s happy, her bangs will wiggle and her framed pieces will jiggle, and it’ll be happy times for all! Equally when she’s determined and with narrowed eyes her framed hair feigns an increase in her focus! It’s quite the feat, honestly. Though continuing with hair details, the length reaches nearly mid-back, and can prove to be quite the nuisance while she works and so is often kept up in either a messy bun or a pretty, well-knit braid that wraps the crown of her head and pinned at the back. Now what the woman wears varies on occasion. She has mainly two outfits: work and casual. Her work outfit is obviously the more intricate of the two being a traditional dress passed down in her family that the main woman of the house wears at the brewery. It is usually just for show, since the woman of the house is expected to be merely a hostess rather than a worker, but for specific reasons that’s just not the case for little Lelage. She can often be seen with the long, flared sleeves rolled up and tied around her biceps, as well as the skirt of her dress rolled and tied around her thighs. Now this is only when she’s getting hands on with her work! Other than that the traditional dress is worn as it should be with sash, beads, ropes, the whole works. She has to represent her family name, you know! Can’t be looking like a brute in front of the guests! The dress is slimming, with a deep bowl cut that exposes Lelage’s defined collar bone and shoulders, her chest is kept within the cloth pocket above the sash she wears wrapped about her waist that—honestly—make it almost impossible to breath at times and is laced at the back. The skirt is slightly pleated, full and flows at her ankles. Other than that the dress is of various shades of greens, yellows, oranges, golds, and browns. The casual clothing is very plain in comparison. The woman can typically be seen wearing climate dependent clothing. When it’s breezy, she’s often adorned with flowing clothes such as small, loose knee-length dresses, same when it’s hot, or when it’s cold Lelage will pick up a coat, longer sleeved dresses, shawls, mittens, thick boots, the whole works! Her tiny frame has nothing against the harsh winters and so bundling up is key unless she wants to die—er, get sick. STABBED IN THE CENTER OF CHAOS PERSONALITY OUTGOING to her fellow Domhan Tir citizens as well as any foreigners she may meet! When first meeting Lelage one would either think: “Wow what a bright and happy person!” or “Good Orik you’re LOUD”. Either way the woman neither takes offense nor thinks too much of it if someone disregards her comments or conversations because of her overly loud demeanor. She’s quite independent in the matter of whether she absolutely needs company to be happy 24/ 7, the only person she would be completely at a lost if she didn’t have would be her father. Lelage can make and keep friends; however, is quite the busybody and can hardly make the free time in her schedule to truly dedicate one-on-one time with them and so depending on the friend can lose them just as quickly as she met them. Lelage is sweet and polite, with a bit of a humorous side to her normal talk and can easily follow a tangent if her excitement is high enough. So beware. She will literally talk your ear off whether it’s ready to walk or not. (It will sprout legs and pop off your head, not kidding. You have been warned) PROUD of her family! Lelage has worked hard for a young girl of 24. Her father, however, has worked harder than even Orik himself—okay, maybe that’s a bit extreme but he’s her role-model, her beacon of hope, her knight in shining armor, he is her everything and she practically worships the ground he walks on. The woman is an only child but has many, many extended relatives such as cousins, nieces, nephews, etc. etc. that belong to her father’s side that she is equally proud of and/or encouraging to do good for themselves and their family. She gets along with her relatives, though can be seen as quite the “strict-older-sister” when it comes to work ethic and professionalism. Do not cross her discipline. She is hardcore when it comes to working hard or hardly working—you’re butt better be doing something productive, or she will give you that sisterly lecture! (Again ears will be walking off heads) CONFIDENT in work! This is practically a “no-brainer” for anyone who has seen this woman work. Since she is the only child of her father who owns and runs a brewery it is up to her to keep the tradition flowing as well as the business profit to keep coming. Since she was very young, when her mother left, her want and motivation to help her father—who at the time hard many hardships to deal with himself, and maintaining a brewery seemed almost an inconvenience despite being something he had a passion for—pierced the Heavens and so she began as her father’s apprentice so far back she can hardly remember the age and time exactly she brewed her first Vinima Ale. Due to this dedication that most young children do not have till much later, when it comes to her work and especially quality over quantity—she’s one to strive for both. Excellence is key. To her, if she could work all day every day she would, but her father has mentored her “brewin’ isn’t an occupation, it’s a way o’ life—what you feel is ‘ow the brew will turn out” as cliché as the saying may seem, Lelage repeats those words daily and so only tends her brews when at peak happiness so that perhaps those who drink Vinima Brews will be just as happy drunk as her normal happy is. HOPELESS ROMANTIC because of her father… One of the “many hardships” Lelage’s father had to deal with was watching the love of his life betray him and leave him for another man. Lelage was very young when this happened, only remembering spits of images of faces of a dark skinned foreigner and her mother seeing him more often than she should. When she had left—without a word—her father, instead of seething in rage or lashing out horrendously he merely accepted it for reasons unknown to Lelage to this day. The woman, despite the “betrayal of love” she had to witness her father go through (and his mild depression on and off since the incident), Lelage still has hope! A little too much of it, honestly. She believes one day a spritely vixen will sweep her old father off his feet and show him a good time! (And can be seen matchmaking her father with various women) She believes that he will be just as happy as he was when she was a child! So, when it comes to her own romance, she’s a bit wide, starry-eyed and often sighs and daydreams of her own knight in shining armor. Thus leaving her standards a bit higher than they should be. Though the actual “act” of being in a relationship will leave her positively blushing, stuttering, and due to not having much experience with relationships will at times treat it like her “work” constantly striving for excellence in the eyes of the other! (This proves to scare away a lot of potential suitors) NAÏVE to the world around her! This one is a bit embarrassing for little Lelage to admit (feeling a bit unintelligent about the matter) despite having constant connections with foreign nations due to her occupation. Though it makes sense, because of her stationary job with her father working as a brewer, Lelage never travelled much and simply learned of other nations via rumors. Lelage is a bit shy when it comes to talking about the other nations since she honestly knows no “truth” about them only hearsay and would love to one day actually travel, though the roads are dangerous and so her father keeps her within the boundaries of Domhan Tir for the most part only recently allowing her to branch on her own to her most current residence in Blaikfurd—secretly afraid some foreigner might sweep his daughter away as well. This naivety leaves her a bit ignorant to foreigners (and other knowledges) and might cause her to say something she really shouldn’t without thinking first. She's thirsty to always learn more! FRAIL in health! Lelage’s frailty is a touchy subject. She would never admit it—hence the next attribute being her stubbornness—but Lelage has a bit of a weak immune system that prevents her from being able to put the amount of time she wish she could into her work. Simply overexerting herself would cause her to feel extremely lethargic the next day, other than that the moment the season changes she’s the first to catch a cold. Her immune system is less than average which puts a touch of worry into her father’s heart, but Lelage pushes through showing no signs of stopping even if she’s coming down with the flu or some head cold. (With enough persistence though—perhaps even to the point of tying her down—Lelage will take the day off or actually stay in bed once) STUBBORN in everything she does! Lelage’s one relentless negative quality is her high stubbornness. When it comes to what one “should do” in her eyes it will always be “the most beneficial thing” (which is and only will be what SHE thinks is “the most beneficial thing”) that thing will and forever be “work hard, there’s no excuse”—if you’re sick, no excuse; if you’re arm is broken, you have a second one; if a family member passed, that’s sad but life moves on. She will not argue her opinion because simply she will not accept any other. Her often response would be a shrug and, “I just don’t understand” and will continue about her day. When it comes to her being ill, she will always be up and about as if the sickness wasn’t even there—and when it comes to possibly falling in love with someone, she will have a limitless amount of tenacity mixed with stubbornness in making them hers—if she owes someone a favor and they tell her that her payback isn’t necessary, she will pay them back two fold regardless what they say. In some cases her stubbornness can be a good thing, but mainly it’s a big inconvenience and overdramatic thus dubbing it quite the annoying quality. Abilities HEAVY DRINKER not sure whether this is a good thing! Not only with her experience in making a unique brew, Lelage has quite the experience with tasting the brew as well. From a young age she’s been able to sit at the dinner table with her father and have a good drink. In the beginning it started as a sip then it was a glass, later a larger glass, a pint, two pints, a few more pints, a keg… the drinks never ending. The woman knows how to have a good time, though will definitely feel her previous endeavors the next morning. She will not be the first person down though, oh no, her ability to drink alcohol is as thorough and important as her occupation to brew the alcohol and will not be defeated easily! MASTER BREWER she takes pride in her work! This ability comes in hand with the fact that Lelage has been brewing since as far back as she can remember. Her ability to grow and harvest various malt (such as barley) and hops (or other herbs that give alcohol their taste) her ability to know when the right temperature has been reached without having to use tools other than her own senses, and also to know precisely each step it takes in order to make the perfect amount fit for many kegs worth of alcohol, that can then be distributed to many, many potential customers. The Vinima Brewery was only worked by her father for some time and so to make him, and also to take quite a bit of the load of work off his shoulders, Lelage picked up as much work as she could physically muster (even with pushing her human limits) in order to mass produce alcohol with flawless quality. However there is more to Lelage Vinima than she may know… just hidden, deep within her soul, untouched and not yet awaken. TO WRITE OUT THE LIGHT HISTORY The day Lelage Vinima welcomed the world was an eventful one to say the least. Poor Papa Vinima, Brecht Vinima being his name, was beside himself not sure exactly how the whole birthing process took place except the fact that a big ball of baby limbs came rolling out of his wife. He wasn’t sure if he needed to be at his wife’s side (who quite honestly wanted nothing to do with anybody at the moment and had constantly pushed him away) or whether he should be helping the nurses out, or perhaps to just stand still and watch, the whole process being frightening yet intriguing at the same time. While his wife cried and yelled, having been bedridden with a nurse at the tail end of her bed who tossed instructions with every breath, Brecht could be seen scurrying about the bedroom at a constant alertness ready to assist if the need arose. To his mild disappointment, that need never came except for the moment little Lelage slipped from her mother and into the cloth heap before the nurse. As the nurse had bundled the crying baby in said tattered cloth, she handed her immediately off to Brecht so she could tend Mama Vinima and clean up the mess. At that moment Brecht’s life was complete. He didn’t want more. He had everything. The instant his fiery golden eyes rested upon his newborn’s pale visage, her eyes still shut yet her breathing more relaxed since her first breath; Brecht was out of this world. The world he knew around him slowed. There was only he, his wife, and his beautiful baby girl. When the nurse had wanted to take Lelage from his arms to give to his wife, he was a bit hesitant not ready to let go of all the happiness he was just given. However his euphoric life came tumbling down when Lelage celebrated her fourth birthday: the day her mother left the family with little to no words and with only the clothes on her back. To this day the exact reasons were a mystery to Lelage, if asked she can remember faces… two that belonged to her parents and another that was dark, almost olive skinned with brunette hair, but Lelage knew one thing: her mother wasn’t worth it. Brecht would tell of stories depicting how wild and adventurous Lelage’s mother was, and was disappointed at the thought of starting a family. Brecht also had a brewery to take care of and was constantly tending that more so than his wife, which then caused his wife to yearn for another’s attention. A foreign man from some unknown region had swept her off her feet faster than Brecht could blink and then in the next moment, his wife was gone. Of course Lelage remembers the comfort of her mother’s smile and warm embrace, as well as her parent’s cute exchanges when she was younger (her memories a bit hazed since at that time she was but a mere toddler) but to see how the outcome affected her father, who was helpless and lost the light that was in his eyes, Lelage did everything in her power to be at her father’s side—and that was when she became her father’s apprentice at the brewery. Now let’s not be ridiculous Lelage wasn’t brewing when she was four, she merely watched her father for quite some time, helping him with the little things such as fetching flasks and kegs, or harvesting in the fields, even keeping an eye on the coals and when to drop the stone into the mixture to bring to an immediate boil. It was when she was finally thirteen that Lelage had brewed her first ale, and over the course of the years her father’s eyes brightened, his smile widened, and his overall atmosphere was joyous once again. (He still has the moments where he loses himself in memories, but Lelage will have nothing to do with that and constantly knocks him back to reality). When Lelage became of age to actively participate in the growth of Vinima Brewery, her father’s little at-home-brewery soon became the alcohol most villagers talked about. Now the little village Lelage grew up in was nothing special, not even worth mentioning the name due to the fact of being so small in comparison to nearby villages, but it was one constantly travelled through and for that reason was able to carry Vinima’s Brewery by word to various places throughout Domhan Tir. That then attracted visitors to the village purely for the desire to taste this “famous” ale. Business shot through the roof and soon Brecht was able to afford the nicer things in life; however, his own attribution to the company was cut short on his 50th birthday when finally his old bones gave way on him and caused him to have massive pain in joints—specifically knees and shoulders—as well as his muscles not being able to provide the power that they used to. He didn’t give up though. Lelage would constantly find Brecht in their cellar, working at weird hours of the night so to escape Lelage’s lectures, and would also witness the physical and emotional pain her father went through as he flailed about angrily when he couldn’t lift one of the things he was able to life two off. The frustration Brecht went through distressed his daughter. Finally the woman had a plan. She wanted to continue her family’s legacy, but in order to do so she had to move the entire company far away from her father so that he wasn’t able to have the urge to work. With the money they saved she was able to travel Domhan Tir, specifically to Blaikfurd the main capital and busiest city of Domhan Tir, and settle on a place fitting of her endeavors. The place was a three-story inn—main floor as the living area, an upstairs for her guests, and a cellar for her brewery. A small inn in comparison to others, but it would do. Brecht abhorred the idea of his daughter leaving him—afraid she’d never come back—but Lelage was able to convince him of the good this would do, and seeing the ambition in his daughters eyes was able to let her go, on the condition that she brought Lyle: an old man (older than her father) who was the best cook in the village and owed Brecht a debt (Brecht won a drinking game and Lyle swore his loyalty, despite being drunk but he still kept his promise and not to mention was bored of the tiny village they lived in, so this was a great opportunity to leave), Fran (a foreign orphan younger than Lelage but a close friend who would go anywhere Lelage went, and would work as a server/ barmaid), and Fetch (a man not too much older than Lelage who could act as the muscles in Brecht’s place, tending the brewery with Lelage… he has quite the affection for Lelage, having asked Brecht for permission to marry his daughter more than once, but Lelage constantly rejects and harasses him about it.) Eventually the company was moved and Brecht left with an empty house. He busies himself with yard work awaiting the day his daughter visits, which is at least twice a month if not more, and is content with the conditions he’s been left in (only if she visits as frequently as she does). Lelage left him with enough ale to serve the entire village, yet he keeps the drink to him self. Brecht’s become more of a drunk, but is still a jolly old drunk, being hospitable to all who visit. This day Lelage starts her occupation as an Innkeep and brewer in Blaikfurd of Domhan Tir. Welcome! And Happy Drinking! THAT LIVES WITHIN ME OOC |
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