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Alaethe "Vos" Vosthyl

Started by aricoria10, Feb 10, 2024, 04:55 AM

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Name: Alaethe Vosthyl

Alias: Vos

Race: Half-Elf (Moon)

Initial Alignment: CN

Height: 5'6

Weight/Build: Fairly Average, with minor tone features.

Age: 28

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Natural color white/silver. Dye color purple

Deity: Unaligned

Base Class & Proposed Development: Pure Bard (There may be DSL, but it's unlikely)



Notable/Distinguishing Features:
    Gold piercing along her pointed ears and left eyebrow. Along her left arm she has tattoos of Draconic runes and scripts done in a very artistic style. Those who would speak Draconic could see these are luck or protective runes.



    On full display the tattoo covers most of her body. On left shoulder a dragon with it's mouth open breaths down on her left arm. The dragons wings and main body cover her chest, it's hind legs and tail go down to her right hip and onto her right leg where it's tail wraps all the way done. On her she has an elven lullaby that she wrote surrounded by a border of branches, vines, and leaves. For those that speak Elven, this is what it would say:



Hush now, lone one, beneath the desert's vast expanse,

Where the sands whisper tales in a timeless dance.

Beneath the boundless sky, where stars ignite,

Close your eyes, and let hope take flight.



Whispers of the dunes, a soothing symphony,

As the wind carries dreams across the empty sea.

Dreams like oasis, shimmering in sight,

In the desert's embrace, where hope ignites.



Sleep now, my child, in the desert's gentle sprawl,

Where the night holds promise, in its silent call.

In the realm of possibility, where dreams unite,

Rest peacefully, lone one, till the morning light.



Languages: Common, Chondathran, Elven, Draconic



Appearance:
    A shorter half-elven woman with a bronze complexion and piercing blue eyes. The most striking would be her puple hair, one side kept in tight braids with silver bands threaded through each braid and on the other side kept in a more 'stylized' mess. she wears multiple gold and silve rpiercings along her left eyebrow and along both her pointed ears. On her hand she wears rings that extend forward and past her fingernails almost like claws. When she speaks she has a heavy, almost chondathran low-born accent. She herself travels light. Her 'armor' just very light and cheap looking chapi with cloth underneath. On her hip she carries a rapier, and a shield on her back.





Personality Profile: While she is generally well meaning, she can come off as harsh. Her way of speaking is straightforward and and sometimes blunt.

She seems to struggle with finer and more subtle arts of socializing. She enjoys reading the books she finds in her travels, or sitting around the park in arabel drawing what she see's to be made into a future song.





Background:

The earliest of Vos's memories were of the endless dunes of the Anauroch. Her father (Gaetan Vosthyl human) a wizard and a researcher of the Netheril spents years of his life trying to uncover their secrets and lost knowledge. Vos's mother (elven) was entirely absent, and Gaetan would never talk about her, or answer any of Vos's questions. Her father was cold, distant and always treated Vos as a burden. There was nothing she could do right. She too dumb, too clumsy, and too weak. She just was never enough. So was often left alone, and Vos didn't dare disturb her father or be yelled out and reminded about how she was a mistake. The only thing she had was a book she could draw in and a harp of elven make, the one thing that belonged to her mother. Music and drawing was her escape, though somedays it wasn't enough as her father's imp familiar Kyom would enjoy tormenting her when he got bored enough. At first she focused on learning elven and learning to play the harp. Secretly praying that one day her mother would show up and Vos could impress her mother with her elven and her music. But that day never came. And as she grew older her father was the only one there. So she tried to help more with his research, even spent a lot of time learning Draconic since Netherese used Draconinc script, hoping to impress him. But it was never enough as always no matter how much she tried to please him. Eventually the day came when Vos could potentially leave, and she wanted to... but whenever she had that thought her father would tell her, "No one could ever care for a failure like you, and if they did it is a lie to use you. I am the only one kind enough to be honest" And it worked for a few years at least, till Vos could stand no more, and ran away in the middle of the night to avoid his notice.



Vos was finally free to explore the world, however she found that interacting with people was more difficult than she thought. Before this.. the only other people she saw were the Bedine tribes her father would sometimes trade with, or the towns they went to for supplies. But often times her father ordered her to stay out of sight. She did not want to ask for help, not wanting to be a burden for people, unless she absolutely needed it. So she watched from a distance, seeing and listening to how people talked to each other. Her focus grew to drawing people talking to each other so she could try to understand it. Over the years she began to understand more and more. But more intricate parts of socializing are still lost on her. For living, she learned that she could make coin off her voice and her skills with an instrument, which lead her to learning the lute to play in taverns to earn coin to survive and buy passage on trade caravans.



But despite her new freedom, she could still hear her father's voice in her head. Calling her a failure.. being overcritical of everything she did, what she drew and what she sang. She needed to prove she wasn't a mistake. She decided to take up researching again, to find Netheril ruins of her own, in hopes of discovering something new that she could bring back to her father and hopefully make him proud of her. She had heard of the recent war with the city of Shade in Cormyr. Her thought was that maybe they might be reconquering old territory, and that there would be ruins yet discovered, or even a remnant left over from the shades army to help her research.



Goals:

-To discover lost knowledge about the Netherese

-To prove to either herself or her father that she is not a total failure

-maybe discover who her mother is

-learn other languages, possibly Netherese



Enemies:

-imps, she hates imps



Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts:

Would be cool to join or lead a expedition into Netherese ruins and finding a secret or knowledge that had been lost.