Foxglove (hopefully finished but needs looking over)

[Foxglove]

[Race: Inarta
Birthday & Age : Season of Summer, Day 4, 490 AV : 20 Years old
Gender: Female
Height: 5 foot
Weight: It’s not polite to ask a lady how much she weighs ( 90 lb)
Eye Color: Amber
Hair Color: Aubern with brownish tint

Physical Description

Beauty Is Only Skin Deep :

Foxglove has a small fragile frame compared to those of her race, She is skinny and wiry, there isn't ounce of fat on her body. She wears her dark strands in a single bread that goes across her head, and the rest of her hair flying freely behind her. She can be seen wearing a creation of her grandmother, a glass band that wraps around her head and has tiny pearl like glass beads.
As a full blooded Inarta, Foxglove has all the typical features of her race. Her golden eyes are the color of melted amber.
Foxglove, is quiet simple in what she wears, she keeps to earthly tones of black brown and green. She will wear a black and brown bindi and vanti with tiny green glass beads decorating the vanti. She also wears a dark emerald green scarf, ankle length pair of boots, and when out she wears a long coat called Katinu.

She has many burn marks on her wrists from her times in the hot shop.

Character Concept

(Spoiler) The beauty underneath :

Foxglove is easily angered and does not forgive easily, she has a huge capacity to hate, and when she hates a person her brash and sometimes cruel nature comes out. Yet she has a even huger capacity to love and is very loyal to those she cares for. This loyalty and love is very difficult to earn and very easily lost. She speaks her mind and lets others know what she thinks and feels about things especially if she is angered.

She was different from most woman, she was always one to try to go along with the boys and prove that she was not weak and could anything they could do better. She has a strong competitive side to her that has gotten her nearly killed many times in her life.

Character History

The Life of an Artisan :

Foxglove was born to a Drek and an Artisan, it was a common one night stand and she was sent away to be raised in a large nursery tell she was eight. Foxglove liked the nursery it was a warm safe place for one to grow up it was busy so there wasn‘t much love to go around but to Foxglove this was just normal and so she knew of nothing else. Foxglove was mischievous and was always keeping those that were in charge of looking after her on their toes. She would run off by herself and fallow the older youth about in there training and recreation. She would be the first to jump to do something daring or exciting of both sex.
She remembers fondly the day she got her magpie she was six years old and she cherished the bird deeply giving it all the love that a six year can offer. She called it Maggie, and would sing to it softly as it flew about her little space the day it died was devastating to the young child. A older youth‘s falcon had gotten in fight with it and little Maggie fought well but it wasn‘t enough. Foxglove was ten and after that day she vowed to never own another bird and has stuck with that pledge but she loves to watch others with their birds and at times she longs for another one.

At the age eight she was transferred or more likely passed off on to someone else. She didn’t mean to be handful she was just curious about everything and completive. This curiosity and competitiveness worked wonders for her. She at first showed no signs of having talent for much of anything. Yet she was a diligent worker and did her bendi’s to her best capabilities this soon open many doors for her in many directions but she had a passion for glass work and wished to be an apprentice in that.

At the age of Eleven she had caught the eye of and elderly woman artisan. This woman was a strict glass worker and took apprentices rarely only taking those that she saw much talent in. The elderly woman didn’t see much of an artistic talent in Foxglove but saw that she was a hard worker and determined to make up for the lack of talent in effort. This woman was very strict on Foxglove, more strict then she had been on any other Yasi, the reason she was so strict was that Foxglove remind her as a younger version of herself and as the woman was getting up in years she was looking for someone that she could share the secretes of the trade she only wanted to share to an heir.

On the Elderly lady gave Foxglove a beautiful head piece made of silver and tiny pearl like glass beads that she had made along time ago as congratulation gift for all her hard work. Saying “that she had taught Foxglove enough that she was now a very competent glassworker.”

Skills and lore

Skills I have learned :

30/100 Glassblowing (10 race skills, 20 starter)
30/100 Philtering (30 starter)

The great Lessons of life :

Hard work pays off and gets you what you want most in life.
Love ones die and can not be replaced so love freely to and cherish memories when they are gone.

 

Clothing

Clothing

~ 1 black and brown Vinati with green glass beads(SP)
~ 1 black and brown Byrda (SP)
~ 1 emerald green Scarf (SP)
~ 1 brown Ankle Boots (SP)
~ 1 black Katinu (SP)

 

Tools

Tools
~ Waterskin (SP)
~ Eating Knife (SP)
~ Flint and Steel (SP)
~ Set of Toiletries (SP)
~ Backpack (SP)

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Food

Food

 

Other

Other


Family Heirloom: A beautiful headpeice veil, It is a silver circlet with strands of tiny pearl like glass beads that falls down the back of the wears head. It belong to the woman who had trained and adopted her as her own granddaughter. The circlet was given to Foxglove when she finished her apprenticeship.

Ledger

100 Pinions (Starting Package)
+500 Pinions for Housing
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600 Pinions

Language

Nari:Fluent

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