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Amael Shale
Sultros
Sultros
Name: Amael Shale Sultros
Race: Isur
Gender: Female
Age: 48 years old
Birthday: 51st Day of Fall, 467 AV
Birthplace: Sultros
Currently Residing: Unknown
Amael is characteristically short, barely brushing five feet. She is roped with muscle and has generous curves, even for an Isur woman. For most of her life, this fact has gone largely ignored save to be complained about on her more petulant days. Her hair is red, as is her gemstone arm and her gaze is anywhere from laurel to olive green, given the time of day.
Hers is an unmanicured beauty. Amael is frequently covered in grease. She is unconcerned with style preferring comfort and utility. Whenever possible, the fewer clothes the better.
UNDER RENOVATION!
Amael spent most of her life in Sultros City alongside her elder brother. But quite unlike her brother, she had little interest in leadership. Instead whenever possible, she spent her time at the forge creating whatever she liked. Of course, this is not to say that she shied away from her studies. To the contrary, Amael worked tirelessly, absorbing all that she could so that she could one day become independent and live out her passion.
It was in the midst of her apprenticeship as a gadgeteer that her Mother chose to teach her in secrecy the most personal of all her skills, the art of animation. Thus, she knew her destiny was already set into motion like the ticking hands of a clock. In order to pursue her greatest ambition, she'd set off into the world, in order to work on her craft in earnest.
After several tearful farewells, she set out to the chaotic town of Sunberth and after the long journey to Alvadas, she took ship to Syliras and from there, set out to the city proper, seeking to start a business of her very own. She met a mercenary named Noven and together, they sought to knock the gangs down a peg. But in the midst of their scheme, Amael was captured and sold into slavery, never to be seen again.
Until very recently, that is...
Isur, Fluent
Common, Conversational
Race: Isur
Gender: Female
Age: 48 years old
Birthday: 51st Day of Fall, 467 AV
Birthplace: Sultros
Currently Residing: Unknown
Theme :
Appearance
Amael is characteristically short, barely brushing five feet. She is roped with muscle and has generous curves, even for an Isur woman. For most of her life, this fact has gone largely ignored save to be complained about on her more petulant days. Her hair is red, as is her gemstone arm and her gaze is anywhere from laurel to olive green, given the time of day.
Hers is an unmanicured beauty. Amael is frequently covered in grease. She is unconcerned with style preferring comfort and utility. Whenever possible, the fewer clothes the better.
Personality
UNDER RENOVATION!
Background
Amael spent most of her life in Sultros City alongside her elder brother. But quite unlike her brother, she had little interest in leadership. Instead whenever possible, she spent her time at the forge creating whatever she liked. Of course, this is not to say that she shied away from her studies. To the contrary, Amael worked tirelessly, absorbing all that she could so that she could one day become independent and live out her passion.
It was in the midst of her apprenticeship as a gadgeteer that her Mother chose to teach her in secrecy the most personal of all her skills, the art of animation. Thus, she knew her destiny was already set into motion like the ticking hands of a clock. In order to pursue her greatest ambition, she'd set off into the world, in order to work on her craft in earnest.
After several tearful farewells, she set out to the chaotic town of Sunberth and after the long journey to Alvadas, she took ship to Syliras and from there, set out to the city proper, seeking to start a business of her very own. She met a mercenary named Noven and together, they sought to knock the gangs down a peg. But in the midst of their scheme, Amael was captured and sold into slavery, never to be seen again.
Until very recently, that is...
Languages
Common, Conversational
