[b][u]Character Sheet[/u][/b]
[b]Name:[/b] Evelynn "Evie" 
[b]Age:[/b] 16
[b]Sex:[/b] Female
[b]Physical Description:[/b] 
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Evie has long, coppery hair (a family trait in her parts) in which is usually half braided or twisted with ribbons. Her milky skin is smooth and without any signs of being kissed by the sun and her vibrant blue eyes hide behind thick lashes. She is rather tall (5' 10'') for a woman, although she is hardly the tallest in her family. Although she has started to develop some curvature, Evie is careful to adorn her athletic build with flowing, feminine dresses and hammered metal belts to play up what she has. 
[b]Kingdom and Title:[/b] Princess of Moar, the land beyond the Pale. 
[b]Years Enrolled:[/b] 2
[b]Objects in Trunk:[/b] Various dresses, metal belts and matching trinkets/adornments, a red cloak with family crest (a bear surrounded by celtic knots) decorating it (see pic above), a leather riding outfit with a leather glove and forearm brace for her falcon. 
[b]Special powers? Description if yes:[/b] Can speak with animals and see through their eyes if she has a strong connection with that particular beast. Some in her family can even turn to animals, although Evie has yet to show any signs of such a talent. 
[b]Background:[/b]
The Moar has long been a kingdom of simple pleasures. It is a vast land of beautiful glens, bone-white clifs, and rolling green hills. The nearby kingdoms consider those of Moar to be uncivilized druids and shepherds... which may not be too far from the truth. Moar is made up of 10 tribes, with a line of royalty to rule. Evelynn is the eldest of 7 daughters of King Faros and Neimia, Priestess of Tribeth. Although women in her land do not rule, they must know how to do so in case their husband were to leave behind in this world a young son, thus all seven of the King's daughters will, in turn, attend Evermore. 

As a young girl, Evie always out shown her sisters in communication with the beasts around them... but it wasn't until she had 'flown' that it was apparent that her connection with animals was stronger than that of her siblings. At the age of twelve, Evie had had a horrible tift with her mother. With the intent to run away, the little girl climbed out her window and onto the old, unused ramparts below. The old stones were crumbling, exposing the heavy wooden beams that held most of the structure together. There, nestled in a cranny, a small falcon chick called out to her. He was hungry... his mother had not returned in a long time. The chick was unusual. It was mostly white with only a handful of grey-tipped feathers... and his eyes were a violent color of blue, not too unlike the girl's. 

For months, Evie would sneak out of her room to feed the hatchling... until one day she came upon an empty nest. Disappointed, the young girl sulked back to her room. For days, she couldn't bring herself to eat or dress or even leave her room. Everyone tried to console her, but nothing worked. Nothing, until one morning she awoke to a familiar set of eyes and beak. The now flying and fluttering falcon had returned, able to feed on his own. 

The summer before she left for Evermore, during a rather routine hunting trip with the kingdom's chieftains (and their sons, 'the damn suitors' as she called them), the flights began. Something called to her upon the wind as her falcon soared above, drawing her attention to the skies. The glaring sun forced her to blink... only, when she opened her eyes again, she was looking down upon herself and those riding with her. It was only brief, for the surprise had forced her physical body to fall off her horse, but it would not be the last time. 

As she returns to Evermore, her first year being rather uneventful (she had mostly kept to herself), she looks forward to the new round of classes available to her.