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[color=d84646]⍚ Ophelia[/color]  ⥥  [color=d84646]15[/color]  ⥥  [color=mediumvioletred] Female  [/color]⥥  [color=d84646] Heterosexual ⍚ [/color]
[h3][color=d84646]"You need to stop looking and start [i]seeing[/i]."[/color][/h3][/center]
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[ ⍚ ] [b][color=9999FF][b]A[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] P P E A R A N C E[/color][/sub][/b][hr][indent][color=cccccc]Ophelia comes to a short 5"1, but what she lacks in stature she makes up for in presence. It isn't with a loud voice or a strong demeanor, there's something about Ophelia that is very much [i]there[/i]. Something about her aura seems very resiliant, and her abscence is very much felt when she's not around.

Ophelia has long, wavy auburn hair that falls to halfway down her hips. It's almost like Ophelia is trying to make up for her height with sheer hair-volume, for it is lustuous, thick and there is an awful lot of it. She will often decorate it with flowers, feathers or twigs, but scandelously refuses to braid or wear it in the appropriate styles of her people, who prefer more managable styles. She says she won't braid her hair till her wedding day, and her pa better be watching, because she'll never do it again.

It is well known in her clan that Ophie's great grandmother was - or rather, still is - a dryad. While many outside her clan would not know the tale, it is proof enough in her eyes - such a deep vibrant green, flecked with gold and drowned in blue, looking closely one would not see their reflection but the forest themselves, dancing in a soundless breeze.

She has creamy skin and freckles all over - there is much argument over their shape, some saying they are stars, but Ophelia and her family read them as autumn leaves. Her lips are the colour of deep berries and her frame is slightly curvacious, the signs of her womanhood coming into play in the last couple years, as as a child she was stocky and sticklike - probably from all the exercise and a picky diet. She has a whimsicle walk and tends to throw her body around as if she were red riding hood prancing down a forest path - always looking as if she is on the brink of falling over, and yet she never does. A strange dance indeed.

Ophelia's curse is the very freckles on her face. As she uses her abilities, they spread across her body in the form of autumn leaves. As she uses up her lifeforce, she begins to rustle when she walks. Further use causes her to cough up autumn leaves themselves. Eventually, her skin begins to crinkle and brown like dead foliage under foot. When she dies, frost spreads out from the marks and covers her whole body, turning her into a form of snow. [/color][/indent]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]P[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] E R S O N A L I T Y[/color][/sub][/b][hr][indent][color=cccccc]Ophelia is a girl who seems a little out of phase with the rest of the world. She's definitely all there, but there's just something about her that doesn't seem to fit in. Something that blurs between the trees and an occasional step in the snow without a footprint, it is like Ophelia is a girl who's shadow is caught in another world. Her family blame it on the dryad blood and forgot all about it.

As it is she is a cheerful sort, prone to daydreaming and exploration. She loves joking around and coming up will fun ideas. She tends to be slow with hard work, though her heart is in it, sometimes it like her body just doesn't agree at keeping up with her mind. And she likes it just fine, for in the Roamwym culture, that pretty much sums up everyone in the clan - a laid back lazy day attitude, where mornings meld into nights and summers drift off into winter.

All the same, Ophelia is a hotheaded sort and prone to holding grudges. She expects others to stick to their guns and is often taken aback when they fail to do something they said they would. She's like a dog with a bone when someone has promised her something and she'll expect them to pay up, sooner or later. She likes people to step up to the plate and won't tolerate people belittling themselves in front of her. Ophelia isn't scared to stand up to a bully regardless of height or stature, whether the odds are with her or not. For these reasons she's easier to manipulate and often gets into trouble around other clans.

Ophelia wears her heart on her sleeve - she see's the best in people and then is heartbroken when they don't deliver. She's been lucky enough to lead a sheltered carefree life, and for that reason she doesn't always have the mental or social defenses others do. Ophelia can't play politics though she delights in a game of wits and silver words. She's a playful flirt and when she loves or feels for someone, she does so fully - whether it be friend, family or lover alike, Ophelia is loyal and will always be there to protect you from harm.[/color][/indent]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]B[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] I O G R A P H Y[/color][/sub][/b][hr][indent][color=cccccc]Ophelia's mother died at birth, but it was to be expected. The dryad blood in their family line was a kind that didn't mix well with humans. When a woman of her family had a child, it would always be a girl, and that girl would steal away the life of the mother into their being upon birth to grant them life. Her parents knew what would happen if they could conceive - but it didn't stop them. Her father had hoped that the dryad blood had been diluted enough that it wouldn't matter, and her mother wanted a child enough that it didn't matter to her anymore. Her father says she used to tell little Ophelia stories and sing her lullabyes while she was carrying her. She was a gentle woman, he says, with a faraway look in his eyes. He'd tell Ophelia that when she was born, he saw her mother's spirit join hers. Ophelia isn't sure if she believes that one, though.

As it was, Ophie had a quiet and loving childhood. Her father never remarried, and Ophelia never got sick as a child because of her mother's energies within her. The pair of them lived in a quiet farmhouse overlooking their land, filled with stretches of wild corn and grass laiden with wildflowers, and it was a charmed life, even though her father was solemn at times. There was not another family for five miles, and so he gifted her with the power of reading and writing, and let her lose on whatever material she could find.

And so, Ophie grew up playing mostly alone among the long grass and the woodland copse behind her house. She felt an affinty for nature and at ease in it. Occasionally the pair of them would travel for the rare meetings their clan had - or rather, group dinners. There were songs and stories and campfires under the stars, and that was all Ophelia knew. She would always look forwards when five summers had passed, and everyone she knew would travel slightly north to meet and celebrate with all the clans together. Ophi had never seen so many people, and the joy that it brought her made adrenaline course through her veins and her spirit soar.

Her birthday passed a few weeks ago and Ophelia will be having her coming of age ceremony at the clan gathering. [/color]

[color=mediumvioletred][b]Memories Retained:[/b][/color] [color=cccccc]Ignore for now[/color]
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[center][hr][hr][h1][color=mediumvioletred]𝔐y ℑmmortal 𝔖[i]𝔬𝔲𝔩[/i][/color][/h1][hr][hr][img]http://i.imgur.com/xNNbTQp.jpg[/img][hr][color=mediumvioletred]⍚ Miosura[/color]  ⥥  [color=d84646]Endings and Beginnings; Seasonal Change[/color]   ⥥  [color=mediumvioletred] Female  [/color]⥥  [color=d84646] Demisexual ⍚ [/color]


[color=mediumvioletred][h3][quote="The Maid in the Glen"]I chased my girl through yonder hills, 
through deep valleys and rolling plains,
I chased her through the autumn leaves
and spied her in the glen.

A bonny lass stood beside her,
dressed in silks of milky white,
her eyes they spoke of winter,
her locks shone like firelight.

She turned to me and pointed,
and in my heart I felt a chill,
I dropped to the ground with n'er a sound,
and there I did lay still.

I saw a smile flash on her lips,
as the world did fade away,
but in a flash I was there again
in that sunny glade.

For Autumn had long passed,
but the winter had been cruel,
and without that strange fair maiden,
we both would be but ghouls."[/quote][/h3][/color][/center]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]G[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646]O D L Y   A P P E A R A N C E[/color][/sub][/b][hr][indent][color=cccccc][color=cccccc]A 6"5 lithe lass dressed in a long gown that trails across the floor. Wherever her gown sweeps across the ground she leaves a trail of thick snow, and out her sleeves fall the red and gold leaves of autumn. Her skin is touched by the icy frost of winter, her nose and cheeks often bloomed with red, a touch of frostbite tickling the edges of her bones. And yet, her hair stirs with the fiery colours of autumn, often braided in an updo decorated with the last and first flowers of the year. Vexingly still, her soft eyes speak of the promise of spring and the abundant year yet to come. She may be haunted by the end of things, but she is blessed with the sight of fresh beginnings. [/color][/color][/indent]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]K[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] N O W N   F O R[/color][/sub][/b][hr][indent][color=cccccc]Miosura is a goddess of Ends and Beginnings.
She brings the first snow of winter and the first thaw of spring.
Miosura is assosciated with autumn leaves and winter sleep.
She is often seen silently from afar and taken mysterious actions.
Often she is misunderstood by mortals as a malicious god for bringing winter, but all eventually come to realise she also bears the gift of spring.[/color][/indent]
[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]F[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] O R M A T I V E   M O M E N T S   I N    H I S T O R Y[/color][/sub][/b][hr][indent][color=cccccc]There are many stories about Miosura. When she was a young god, first born, it is said she loved winter so much she watched the snow fall for a hundred years. It is said that Pan's antics convinced her otherwise and so the first thaw was born.

One year a mortal saw the beautiful Miosura bringing autumn to the forest and he decided he wanted her for his bride. And so he went to the forest where he found a magic sprite who gave him a mystical box to aid him. He tricked her to put away her powers in the jewellery box when she had grown weary. And so, he took her as his wife and for thirty years there was an endless autumn. He was a loving husband, and she was a dutiful wife, though never spoke a word. The pair had seven sons and seven daughters, and each - though mortal, for she did not have her powers - and every one was healthy, bright, and beautiful. At night, he used to love to sit and watch the snow fall within the box, but one late evening he left the chest in which he hid it open and unlocked. With nary a thought she stole away that very night, leaving behind her loving husband and all her children, never once looking back or wondering what became of them.

Miosura never met her starkissed in all her years, but she did not care one bit. Painting the fall the colour of fire and cloacking the world in white, the endless cycle of the years was beautiful in it's divine plan. After a few hard lessons Miosura decided never again to break her sacred duties, and so it was she always had work to do, except in summer when she slept. It was one summer that the Dark Gods slipped into her bower and spelled her as she rested. She did not even know she was slipping away when she woke again as Ophelia.[/color][/indent]

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[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]S[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] K I L L S E T[/color][/sub][/b][hr][list][*][color=mediumvioletred][b]Memorable[/b][/color][color=cccccc] Ophelia is very memorable. It is noticable when she is not there and she isn't easily forgotten. While this means she would be memorable if she committed a crime, it also means people will be aware if she is missing or lost.[/color][*][color=d84646][b]Entertainer[/b][/color][color=cccccc] Ophi can pull out a variety of tricks in the name of entertainment. She is a jack of all trades and master of none in this department - she can spin a decent yarn, do a nice enough jig, do some basic slight of hand or sing a pretty ditty, but not well. Anything in the name of entertaining a guest or friend and bringing a smile to their lips.[/color][*][color=mediumvioletred][b]Reading and Writing[/b][/color][color=cccccc] Ophi is one of the lucky few who knows how to write and read.[/color][/list]
[list][*][color=d84646][b]Forest Walk[/b][/color][color=cccccc] No bad events or harm can come to Ophelia when she is in the forests (dice based).[/color][*][color=mediumvioletred][b]Gone with the Wind[/b][/color][color=cccccc] Ophelia is lightning quick which means she's great at dodging and getting in extra speedy attacks of low damage, but in particular she is great at running away from big scary monsters.[/color][*][color=d84646][b]Me and my Blowgun[/b][/color] [color=cccccc]Ophelia is a dab hand with a blowgun or slingshot, she can fire quickly at short to midrange at a target.[/color][/list]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]A[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] B I L I T I E S[/color][/sub][/b][hr][i][color=cccccc]These will unlock as we continue.[/color][/i]

[color=mediumvioletred][b]Life Force[/b][/color]: [color=cccccc]0/0 (ignore for now)[/color]

[color=mediumvioletred][b]Soothe my Soul: Weakest Ability[/b][/color][hr]
[color=cccccc][i]Though her actions appeared mysterious and often malicious, Miosura always acted in the best interests of the world around her, gifted with the vision of the big picture, and the knowledge that all things end and all ends have a beginning to follow them.[/i][/color]
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[color=d84646]The Winter Sleep[/color][color=cccccc]  Ophelia can send those nearby into a light sleep.[/color]

[color=d84646]Wildflower[/color][color=cccccc] Ophelia can summon sweet smelling flowers when she walks that soothe feelings and blossom contentedness in the hearts of man.[/color]

[color=d84646]The End of Things[/color][color=cccccc]Ophelia wills someone to close a chapter of their life, allowing them to find resolution for a deep pain, suffering, or to simply give them the freedom to decide a course of action no longer holds the same merit as it once did. Things that once seemed so desperate and looming now appear as if in the distant past, veiled by falling snow beyond a window in a storm.[/color][/indent]

[color=mediumvioletred][b]The flow of Seasons: Moderate Ability[/b][/color][hr]
[color=cccccc][i]She was known for ends and beginnings, she held dominion over sleepy autumn, the last and first of winter, and the beginning of spring.[/i][/color]
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[color=d84646]The Crackle of Bonfires[/color][color=cccccc] If there is foliage nearby, Ophelia can turn the leaves to autumn colours and ignite them like a bonfire. Mysterious stick men with oval heads dance within the smoke as if performing some ancient lost ritual of autumns passed.[/color]

[color=d84646]The Birth of Spring[/color][color=cccccc] Ophelia can invigorate the area with the promise of spring, creating new plants bursting with life underfoot and granting vigor and a second wind to those nearby she deems worthy of the gift.[/color]

[color=d84646]The Onset of Winter[/color][color=cccccc] Ophelia brings a taste of winter early. Chilly temperatures permeate in a several mile radius around Ophelia, causing frostbite and light snowfall. This effect follows her as she walks and leaves with her.[/color][/indent]

[color=mediumvioletred]A Reminder of Things to Come and Things Passed[/color]
[color=cccccc][i]The seasons remember, the snow is my gift.[/i][/color]
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[color=d84646]The First Snow, The First Thaw[/color][color=cccccc] Ophelia sends a person to sleep. When they awake, the only memory they have is of the first snowfall at the end of autumn. A person who experiences this will no longer be at the mercy of any madnesses, traumas or fears that haunt them. If they were at the beck and call of a malicious spirit, or motivated to do any task that was not their own, the need to do so melts away like the last snow in spring.[/color]

[color=d84646]A New Beginning[/color][color=cccccc] Ophelia resets a person's mortal life to how they were at the start of their first spring, reborn as a small baby, granting them a chance to return to the beginning. They then grow at an accelerated rate, each 12 hours equivalent to one year. This has no effect on Willpower.[/color]

[color=d84646]The Deadliest Winter:[/color] [i][color=cccccc]Ophelia calls Winter early in the region, and it is a brutal one, filled with snowstorms and far below freezing temperatures. No warning is given and the effect is immediate, often causing major issues in the area - crops killed before harvest is even upon the land, birds frozen to their perches as they sleep, unaware of the onset of winter. Animals failing to stock up for hibernation. It is a catostrophic event that affects the landscape long after the Winter ends, though often it is a long and dark one. [/color][/i][/indent]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]I[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] N V E N T O R Y[/color][/sub][/b][hr][i][color=cccccc]A small bag of herbs and pretty flowers she likes
Smelling salts and a sweet-smelling small cloth bag filled with lavender.
A slingshot
A blowgun and some nasty-smelling ammo (scent disguised by above, usually)
A pan flute.
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[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]O[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] T H E R[/color][/sub][/b][hr][color=d84646]Colour Code:[/color][color=cccccc]

Ophelia is a vegetarian, and even moreso, will only eat veggies and fruits and occasionally can be forcefed a loaf of bread. She is a very picky eater, and her stomach gets upset easily by many manmade foods, supposedly a throwback to her ancestry. 

She is a humble farmer of tribe Roamwyn.[/color]

[ ⍚ ] [b][color=mediumvioletred][b]R[/b][/color][sub][color=d84646] E L A T I O N S H I P S[/color][/sub][/b][hr][center][b][color=cccccc]Will you participate in the Relationship Assignment?: Yes[/color][/b]
[color=cccccc][i]This section will be replaced with a Relation Sheet.[/i][/color][/center]

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