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| Player's Name: | Mindy |
| Email Address: | Zyrianna@aol.com |
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| AOL/AIM Nickname: | Zyrianna |
| Character's Name: | Skyara |
| Gender: | Female |
| Age: | 24 |
| Gift(s) | Bardic Gift |
| Title: | Bard |
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| Eye Color: | Blue-violet |
| Hair Color: | Black accented with threads of silver |
| Description/Personality: | Once you meet her you will never forget her. Her earthy beauty invades the senses like an addiction. Raven hair accented with silver strands dances around her sultry form like the finest of silk trailing all the way down to her slender waist. The early silver a trait of her family though she knows it not. Violet blue eyes sparkle with mischief as she winks at those she passes. Though she can be the most proper of bards when she must most times her flamboyant nature shows through in not so subtle ways such as a bright yellow scarf at her waist and in her hair, many gold and silver bracelets at her wrists that cause her to practically jangle when she walks. And though she has yet to respond to such accusations it is said she wears bells hidden upon her person somewhere at all times that can be heard if one listens carefully as she walks. A walk that in itself that would not be out of place on a tavern wench and some of the music she knows would make you believe she is just that..... however ... the right song in her hands can make one believe that an angel sits singing before them. |
| History/Background: |
Skyara is not what you would normally expect of the average bard of course she did not have what one would consider an average upbringing. She was a festival child. Her mother died at her birth and she was raised by her two uncles who were traders ... well sort of ... oh they had a respectable trade on the surface. They sold musical instruments such as flutes, pipes, gitterns and so on. Truth be known they could have made a respectable living on that skill alone for they were very good at it however a more mischievous spark and a liking for luxury pushed them on to more. They were excellent pickpockets and thieves ... and as Skyara grew up she learned all they had to teach of all their skills. Many times she would sing and play enchanting her audience unknowingly as her uncles lightened their pockets a bit. Though they were thieves they had at least a bit of honor and never took from those who could not afford to lose it. At night ... well just before leaving a town you might say they would test the security of its finest houses.
It was when she was 15 that she was discovered by a Bard. It was during one of her Special performances and did she ever get an earful on her way back to the Bardic Collegium. Course that was not quite as bad as the tongue lashing that feisty woman had given Skyara's uncles before they had parted ways. Skyara had barely had time to gather a few personal items, her instruments and her horse before they left with a swift and teary farewell on her part to her uncles. Skyara spent her time as a bardic-trainee full of wonder ... and mischief. She absorbed all they had too teach getting high marks in all her classes as she had never been able to get formal education before and found it very much to her liking. Outside of classes, however, was a different story. She was caught on several occasions making mischief. Placing itching powder in some of the herald trainees sheets, a bucket of slimy mud placed over the dean's office door, a herd of goats stampeded through the Palace during Court dinner. Everyone was certain that she would be thrown out before she could manage to get into full Scarlet's however she managed to squeak by much to the dismay of some of her peers. Quite quickly she became known among her fellow bards as one who would spank a demon just for a bit of adventure. She was most often given those assignments that others blanched at and accepted them with a bright smile and a wink. So it was that she had only recently returned from assignment on the Pelagirs border. |