Character Name: Renna Mochrie

Canon/Original: Original

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Family: Father John, mother Marta, brothers Thomas, Karol, and Andrew, sisters Anne, Marinna, and Jane

Spirit:: NA

Occupation: Weaver, seamstress, embroider. etc.

Place of Habitation: Winchcombe

Physical Description (five sentence minimum): Renna is a sweetfaced beauty, standing at 5'4" and endowed with gentle curves. She's not exactly the most voluptous girl in the neighborhood, but is freshfaced from the wind and the sun and is still plenty soft enough to be an inviting cuddle. The young woman has a natural grace and softness to her; from the dark curls tumbling down over her shoulders to the pale green of her eyes. She has slender hands and lithe fingers, which serve her well in her occupation with all things of the needle and cloth. Her gentle nature is perfectly communicated in everything from her appearence to her stance, and there is no way she would ever be considered a threat to anyone.

Personality (eight sentence minimum):
Very kindhearted, gentle, and simple, she has a personality that has to sparkle compared to the pettiness sometimes found in people. She never fails to give to those in need or to offer a kind word on a rainy day, and those who earn her friendship will find themselves with the lifelong companionship and loyalty of an angel. She does not have enemies, but simply those she chooses to avoid at all costs. Still, how well-loved the gentle weaver is, she has plenty of weaknesses. For one thing, she tends to let herself get pushed around, and often helps others at a cost to herself. Her naivete is bound to get her in trouble, sooner or later, but she is easily pleased and is rather simple in her wishes and dreams, so she never really bothers to consider that as a weakness.




History (ten sentence minimum):
Renna was born into a quiet farming family-but having six siblings meant that life was anything but quiet, even for shy Renna. Her parents often said that the only thing saving her from a life of terror was having to handle all of her brothers and sisters, and they were probably right. Renna was most like her father in nature (meaning quiet and withdrawn), but she was also born fearful. Forcing to deal with rambunctious children twentyfour-seven is probably what kept her from becoming a hermit, although she is still wary and shy in her dealings with other people due to a lot of childhood teasing. Shy enough, in fact, that she didn't accept a single suitor that came her way. With her prettiness and skill at the loom and the hearth, she was actually considered quite a prize of a wife. Still she accepted none of them, and her doting father would never force her hand one way or another. Truth be told Renna was pining after a young guardsman she often saw around the town, but she never could get up the courage to speak with him and kept dreaming that he would somehow come find her. Naturally nothing came of that dream, and because of that she lost all confidence in her ability to interact with usual human beings. Instead she threw herself entirely into her work in an attempt to forget her folly...nothing gave her joy quite like a beautiful story woven on the loom, and to this day her dedication is divided evenly between her family and her occupation.

Plot Potential: KIDNAPPED. Also a potential translator; perhaps an influence on Izotz and so on the Hibai tribe, perhaps an influence for war or peace between Thiasans, Baskar, Zerui, and Ekaini...bilingualism can go a long way. :)

SAMPLE RP (from any site, ten sentence minimum):

Shanlie started from her sovereign's eagernes and took an alarmed step backwards, staring at him with wide eyes. Dear Knight? Lots and lots of new clothes?! This wasn't going well at all. The knight looked away swiftly to hide the humiliation rising up in her eyes; instead she offered Galahad an irritated glare. It was all that stupid DONKEY's fault. If he hadn't pushed her in the water she wouldn't have looked like such a wreck that her prince would bestow her with a new wardrobe. The young woman jumped slightly when Shiloh put his hand on her shoulder, and she twisted her head to give him a nervous look. This meant a lot to him, obviously, and she'd already refused his offer of a horse. It would be wonderful if she could find a way to sidle out of this predicament, but something deep down told her it would be a bad idea to refuse every favor her leige was offering. Maybe after he had her in a dress or two he'd see it was hopeless and give up. The thought made her brighten a little, but she barely managed a gracious answer as she shrugged her shoulders and muttered to her prince.

"Whatever my liege wishes."



What's the name of the Creator God the Ekaini worship?: (yesh)

This is a fine app. Make sure to keep thinking about her personality as you RP, and keep expanding it. However, as far as I'm concerned, this is accepted. Lia?

Looks quite good to me. Welcome to Thiasa.