Appearance
Race: Inarta
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Birthday: 16th Day of Spring, 490 AV
Birthplace: Wind Reach
Appearance: Edelle stands at the way below average height of a normal person yet around average for a female of her race at 5’1”. Her build is slim and highly athletic so despite her petite size, she certainly has the looks of a warrior. Constantly wearing a big smile, even in her sleep, she is sometimes described as eerily or unnaturally happy all the time. Her hair, tinted in a bright shade of red combined her porcelain fair skin, defines her as on of the Inarta while her face, certainly considered to be at the very least pretty with her sky blue eyes, slightly full lips and faint freckles plastered on her cheeks, is more angular than it is round. Her graceful neck is always slightly arched upwards due to the fact that her extreme small height requires her to look up to the taller people she comes across. When it comes to body shape, Delle is no way near spectacular in curves but at the same, no way near straight up, straight down.
Also on her body, she possesses some scars which consists of 3 long and deep scars on her back, a shallower one on her abdomen, and several light ones on her arms and thighs. These are all wounds that were inflicted upon her from her time as being an Endal.
Character Concept
Edelle appears as a jolly girl who always smiles even when she's angry. Viewed as somewhat psychotic as she also laughs when she's angry at a funny thing, this sometimes makes Delle feels inclined to correct people's opinions saying that she simply doesn't like being angry. This is highlighted to be true throughout Delle's recent experiences as instead of directly showing her anger in frowns, she had tended to smile while managing to radiate her anger causing people to be more scared of her then if she directly showed it. Very controlled in her actions, Delle is not one to act on her emotions or even show them unless she feels the need to, generally hiding underneath her 'Smile mask'.
Once a warrior, always a warrior. Confident, charming and cooperative describes herself as an Endal as well as herself as what she is now. Although she is more pacifistic and more inclined to con people than she was before, she never hesitates to get right in the middle of a dare or a fight although she does prefer to let people think she is simply a daring Chiet from Wind Reach which is technically the truth except for the warrior-like way she carries herself which makes perceptive people doubt her story often thinking there is more to her than meets the eye.
However, no matter how over the past she is, Delle still has a few sore spots concerning it; She does not like meeting with other Inarta and she can't hide her emotions when a wind eagle is mentioned. She will also never want to go back to Wind Reach for the fear of her pride being wounded again. Although she is not a prideful person, this is only because of the blow her pride her took several years ago.
Character History
I was one of the boys. No you daft being, not literally but metaphorically. Ever since young, I'd be one of those rash people who tried to climb walls with the risk of breaking their necks. But I'm getting ahead of myself here. First I should tell you about my parents since parents are parents and the ones who bring you up in the first place.
My father was an Artisan. What about mother? Oh she was an Endal. A flight-leader in fact. I wanted to be just like her. Of course my dad was cool, he taught me how to work glass for goodness sake! I had an aptitude for that except I wasn't drawn to it the way I was always drawn to adventure, fighting and valiant tales of bravery and wonder. The way I was drawn to becoming an Endal. I was always drawn to my mother's caste from the first time she let me touch my first weapon; a talon sword. I loved it in the Aeries. We lived there and so I guess I was always more privileged than the other children being there.
Well anyways, my childhood up to 8 years of age isn't that important. However, what is interesting happens to be when I attended school with all the other Yasi. As I said earlier, I had a natural aptitude for glass-working so that was what I focused on for a few years. Yet, the draw of weapons still beckoned to me. Soon, I was practicing and practicing. I was practicing so hard just so I could be good enough to join the best. I trained with the long bow everyday, I improved my skill in using a talon sword, I worked hard at unarmed combat, an area I was never the best in. I begun to neglect glasswork and while I still don't know whether that was the best idea ever, that was what happened.
Eventually, I reached 15 years of age and I managed to successfully join the ranks of the Endal. I was so happy. Unlike my fellow brothers and sister, I had achieved my goals. They hadn't. My sister had fallen to the rank of Chiet whilst one of my brothers even got to Dek while the other managed to go in Artisan. Honestly I felt sorry for them but I wasn't as close to them as I was before.
Now I'll tell you about my Wind Eagle, Kachrin. She deserved way more than she got but I can never change that fact. When I bonded with her was the best day of my life. You know why it was? Because we were partners, we were together. When I was with her and she with me, we communicated to each other, got each other through any of our hardships. I knew her secret although at the same time didn't. She knew me more than I knew myself and what happened to her I can never forgive myself.
I broke the law. I was so angry one day when I was 17 years old at a fellow member in the Endal although he was in a different flight. I dissed him and his Wind Eagle when he managed to piss me off greatly. He didn't like it so he responded in kind to me. We continued arguing and then he said something so bad about me and my eagle that I couldn't control my anger. I attacked him. And that was my mistake because through that action, I almost killed his eagle when it rose to protect him.
I was so shocked when I felt the blood dripping down my hands and looked at the poor eagle. I knew that what I had done was unspeakably bad and I couldn't bear it so I ran with Kachrin all the way out of Wind Reach. I was selfish and I wanted to run away, leave and never come back but that wasn't possible. She would have died soon enough for she couldn't leave her colony.
By the time I realised this though, it was too late and she died. The rest of the Inarta didn't respect me at all. I was pretty sure they were going to throw me with the Dek, the lowest of the low, but instead, they dropped me to Chiet status. That in itself was already a huge blow to my pride and I couldn't bear to look at anyone or talk to anyone for that matter. I couldn't move on and I was stuck. I could never go up to my previous caste before but I didn't want to stay in this caste either. Eventually, I ran from Wind Reach. I was just that selfish and I still am.
At 18 years, I was by myself in the country of Kalea. I had burned all the things that reminded me of the Inarta except for my bow and my talon sword; they were the only things that I kept. I bought myself a mountain pony and I wandered around from city to city each year. Alvados was far too hallucinatory for me to enjoy, Denval was too isolated. I finally landed on Sultros but I didn't want to stay there. However, what it did for me was more than what any other city did for me. It taught me the gift of music and brought back my like for glassworking.
I've moved on from there now and I stand to make my move to Lhavit, the last city I will visit in Kalea. It is the 'Star of Kalea' and thus, I am hoping it will be a good place. My old skills have since long gone past rusty but maybe I will be able to find a life in Lhavit. |
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Edelle 
by Edelle on February 16th, 2014, 11:22 am 
