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 Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 10:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 10:01 pm
The Chosen_✘_Basics____________________Name: Harriet Cooper
Nicknames: Harry
Sex: (Fe)male
Age: Late Teens
Class: Commoner
Occupation: Jockey (self-proclaimed)
Residence: West Palisade
_✘_Appearance________________Hair: Blond
Eyes: Hazel
Height: 5'1"
Build: Short, light, and thin. The combination of her delicate face and angular features leads many to mistake her for a young boy, much to her chagrin – she’d prefer to be seen as an older fellow.
_✘_Family____________________Father: Charles Cooper
Mother: Ruth Cooper
Siblings: None
_✘_Personality_________________Harriet is a girl who longs for recognition – and power, too. If such an aspiration was directed, she could likely achieve many things. As it is now, she is content with simply earning the respect of her peers, many of whom are street urchins younger than herself. Unfortunately, she quickly discovered her standing as a girl placed farther down the social ladder. It’s contributed to her misogynistic views and, for that reason, she’ll spend much of her time dressed as a boy. She’ll pull pranks and resort to stealing, too, though like her choice of attire, they’re not out of necessity so much as an attempt to impress her companions.
Efforts have been made to change her behavior, of course, but any form of attention is considered positive reinforcement in her eyes. It helps little that her parents rarely speak out against her, and her guardian and companion encourage her in many of her endeavors. As of late, she’s begun to participate in the faux horse racing competitions held in her area, and despite them being unofficial, she considers herself a true jockey.
_✘_Biography__________________Harriet was born to eccentric parents who are known to most in the area as the owners of a small store, largely hidden in a corner. The goods sold are cheap but unusual, as bread molded into the shape of hands, meat with vivid scenery carved into them, and lucky eyeballs are a few of the tamer wares that can be found within. People seemed to either passionately support the store or despise it, with no middle ground between these emotional intensities, and it’s likely this environment contributed to Harriet’s attention-seeking ways.
But though her parents were strange, they never lacked for love. They continued to offer what support they could to their daughter no matter what happened, though in all honesty they rarely left their store and knew little of Harriet’s life outside the home. She was given much free reign over her own actions as a result, and it can be seen in her long and confident strides and the bold thrust of her steps.
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 10:02 pm
The Guardian_✘_Basics____________________Name: Altair
Nicknames: "Dad"
Sex: Male
Age: Four Years
Obtained: Samhain 2013 Horse Auction Game, colored by Amorpheous
_✘_Appearance________________Eyes: Jade
Coat: Resembles that of a brown and white spotted blanket horse. The browns darken considerably at the extremities (ears, antlers, legs, and tail). Spatterings of white dot his legs and a white blaze runs up his nose.
Height: A little under average.
Build: Long and slim, with a deep chest and refined muscles. Trained to endure runs for long distances at moderate speed.
_✘_Family____________________Parents: ???
Offspring: None
_✘_Personality_________________Altair is very much like his chosen. He lives for power – not the unbridled force of brute strength, but the control of a finely-tuned machine. He revels in hairpin turns and well-calculated leaps, and the exhaustion that follows a good run is, to him, the best reward. Unlike his chosen, he seeks recognition only from himself and the few close to him, and he disregards the opinions of others with an almost haughty disdain.
He is a serious sort, but far from stoic. The relationship he holds with his chosen is a bantering one, and the two support one another without question. His bond with Rannoch is just as close: Harriet jokingly calls them husband and wife, and will refer to them her parents, too, while she’s out in disguise.
_✘_Biography__________________Altair appeared the same day Harriet adopted Rannoch from the forest, and the three of them have only grown closer since.
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 10:03 pm
Companions _✘_Basics____________________Name: Rannoch
Nicknames: "Mum"
Sex: Female
Age: Four Years
Obtained: Samhain 2013 Fox Hunt Game, colored by Umbrology
_✘_Appearance________________Eyes: Yellow-Orange
Coat: Dark brown with a cream face, throat, and underbelly. The rims of her ears and the ends of her toes and tail are likewise pale. The browns become lighter and more saturated as they near the face and tail, and a distinctive leaf-shaped tuft of fur marks her forehead.
Height: Average
Build: Average, though her wide muzzle gives her the appearance of a dog. She would often be taken for such were it not for her telltale tail.
_✘_Personality_________________Rannoch is a playful individual, and highly protective of those she deems her own. Despite being a fox, she’s not as much of a trickster as her chosen and her guardian – in fact, she’s the most responsible of the three, and is often the one that has to cut their games short and pull them out of trouble. That’s not to say refrains from all pranks, however – she simply has a strong capacity when it comes to knowing when any of them are about to get caught.
_✘_Biography__________________Rannoch’s parents were killed in the annual fox hunt when she was only a few months old. Before she could meet a similar fate, Harriet found her and took her in.
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 10:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 10:05 pm
Other CharactersClick to go to their profiles!
 
 
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