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[h2]{Hestia Gristmill}[/h2]

[b]Race:[/b]
Gemmenite
[b]Age:[/b]
18
[b]Element(s):[/b]
Earth
[b]Height:[/b]
5'7"

[b]Bio:[/b]
When Hestia was born it was a sad day.  The sun was shining and birds chirping.  Harvest had been fantastic and the people rejoiced in their plenty.  However, Hestia was born with pale skin that was completely covered in freckles which glittered gold in the sunlight.  Her hair was mouse brown and her eyes would soon become the colour of jade.  The issue with this was that she looked nothing like her mother's husband.  In fact, she looked exactly like the merchant from the town over who came to sell earthen pots now and again.

Oldrin, her mother's husband, was enraged.  This bastard child was not his and he refused to care for her.  Hestia's mother died shortly after birthing her due to complications and bleeding out.  Rather than abandon the child, Oldin decided to keep her.  The more she grew the more he worked her.  She was his servant - laundry, mending socks, cooking, and cleaning were all apart of her childhood.  If he was to keep his wife's mistake she may as well be useful.

He also became a heavy drinker and when he drank he became mean.  He would beat her and his usually harsh words pierced like knives.  When she was eight she began to discover that she had an affinity with the earth.  In addition to all of her other chores, he had her control the stone his mill used to grind the grain for the local farmers.  She was more adept and quick than the traditional mule. She spent her life in shadow, small despite her abnormally tall height and broken.  Hestia was shy, hesitant, and fearful of the world.  Kids tended to call her "Flour Mouse" or "Curdled Milk" for her dirty and strange appearance.

When the Drakken came for the Gems, Oldin practically pushed her onto them and asked she be taken.  He did not want to have her under his feet any longer.  She had to wonder if living with the Drakken would be more kind than the monster who would have been her father.
[b]Other:[/b]
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[b]Adult Content Preference:[/b]
Love me a well-timed black out.
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[h2]{Tempest the Traveler}[/h2]

[b]Race:[/b]
Gem
[b]Age:[/b]
24
[b]Element(s):[/b]
Air
[b]Height:[/b]
5'3"

[b]Bio:[/b]
Tempe was born to a travelling group of rogues and performers.  They moved from town to town with the weather patterns.  Where it was warm they followed to make their coin.  She had never known a home beyond a wagon.  She had never worn shoes and never had rules.  She could stay up as late as she wished and spoke with adults as an equal.  She learned to dance and sing and play a multitude of musical instruments from a young age.  Her life was the same and yet always different.  There were new people to meet and friends to make.  With her family, she travelled wherever it was the wind took them.  Sometimes she would go hungry.  Sometimes she had enough to eat she could barely move.  Sometimes she got to wear beautiful jewellery and sometimes it had to be sold in order to obtain necessities.  But one thing that was always constant was her parents, her siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins, and runaways.

Tempe could ride horseback and be very adept at speaking.  She could haggle a merchant down like an old crone.  Sometimes she could come across as sharp and blunt.  She had never been one to bite back her words.  This got her into fights occasionally.  She would often get beat if she couldn't run away in time.  Tempe was quick on her feet.  The only thing she could ever cook well was stew.  Everything else tended to burn.

While they were visiting a large city, the Drakken came to collect their prize.  Unfortunately, Tempe couldn't run fast enough and got caught along with the village girls.
[b]Other:[/b]
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[b]Adult Content Preference:[/b]
*giggles and blushes* oh gawsh, I ain't never learned none of that...  I'm a proper lady you see.
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