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Date Posted: 00:37:26 08/20/05 Sat
Author: Aerin
Subject: From Riches to Rags

Name :Aerin

Age :20

Gender :Female

Appearance :Ripply Tri colored hair (Black, brown, then silvery brown) down to chest, usually worn in a loose ponytail at her neck with a thin velvet ribbon. Crystal green eyes flecked with gold. Has a face that is slightly oval with squarer jaws than most women, which make her look slightly...confident (no no, but she's still pretty!). Skin tone is light but a bit dark and is smooth except for lightly callused hands. Slender and tall, reaching up to about 5ft 10in.

Class Level :Commoner...or was.

Profession :...she's a fugitive! Is it a profession?

Short Sample of how you RP :*down*
Aerin was sitting on an ancient oak tree's branch, blending into the shadows completely except for her striking, ethereal eyes that stood out like a lantern in the darkness. No one passing underneath would see her unless they looked straight up and scanned everything closely, which no one would. She was at the edge of the forest, but was completely safe.
"I am wrongfully accused of a crime. It was for justice, to make the pompous nobles bite the dust. And I turn into a criminal, wanted." Aerin smirked.
She slithered down the tree like a snake, and landed softly on the gnarled roots. It was essential that she made no noise, for guards were near at hand, ready to strike the accused without a thought. The fugitive hoped a person would understand and take her in. But it was a fool's hope, and could be folly.

Your age in Real Life :14

Personality :Kind, sometimes defiant, understanding, mostly closed and silent when she isn't in a conversation, looks chilling from the outside when glanced at, but is your best mate when talked with. Basically, she's hurt and withdrawn, but kind.

History : *down*
She was born off an aristocratic family that could not support another baby. Aerin was abandoned as a small child in the streets with nothing but a loaf of bread and some clothes. She was taken in by a group of runaway orphans and grew up to 12 as a thief. Then she ran away from her 'family' and sought a job as a stable hand. She was accepted and formed a close bond with horses and all other animals. From 18, Aerin worked as an outrider ,escorting the rich people. She thoroughly hated the way the nobles despised the lowly, but kept her temper in until one day when a haughty man insulted the commoners. She drew blood from him with a dagger until he was only a breath away from death, and ran away from the city past the Eastern Town into a nearby forest as a fugitive. Aerin now only goes to the town disguised as a commoner with a hood, hiding her eyes and hair.

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Re: From Riches to Rags -- Aerin, 10:01:58 08/20/05 Sat
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