Post by Elizaveta Héderváry on Mar 18, 2010 10:21:24 GMT -5
Canon/OC Character Application
Character name: Elizaveta Héderváry
Age: Somewhere between mid-20s
Gender: Female
Height: 5’ 3”
Weight: 119 lbs
Appearance:
Personality: Overall a sweet-tempered woman, Elizaveta was not easy to anger. She is often seen with a smile on her face, taking care of others while she could (or is not distracted by something more… interesting) despite said others’ firm answer of no. Peoples around her usually thought of her as an older-sister kind of figure, the one you can even trust with your secrets, and yes, indeed she can be trusted with it. The Hungarian woman knows how hurt it was to be betrayed by someone you believed and she had promised to herself to never be someone like that.
Her outward appearance might be feminine, and it hid her rather boyish nature freakishly well. Elizaveta was a logical sort of person, often making her decisions from a logical standpoint rather than following her feelings, even though that doesn’t exactly mean she was emotionless. It just took more effort than it usually requires to get into her heart and her emotions that swirled beneath her cheerful disposition.
Class: 1. Magic knight 2. Ranger
Likes:
+ Nature
+ Books
+ Neat places
+ Cleanliness
+ Sweets
+ Children
+ A good fight
Dislikes:
- Crybabies
- Loud places
- Liars
- Being bossed around
Strengths:
+ Smooth talker: She knows what words to say and when, and to whom it shall be used. Despite her lack of formal education, her love for books had given her quite a wide knowledge, and she was always told that she is a bright child by peoples around her.
+ Strong physique: All thanks to the hard work she had done during her childhood.
+ Good reflects: Which was perhaps how she could survive all those first months when she first traveled.
+ Bravery: She was not easily intimidated by anything. This is something essential to have when you are traveling alone as a girl.
Weaknesses:
- Stubborn: While this could be something good, often it would let the Hungarian into problems, insisting over petty matters and ended up making it a bigger problem than it should have.
- Curiosity: What usually caused problems for her, aside from being stubborn.
- Holding grudges: When Elizaveta had set her thoughts on hating someone, it would take eternity to convince her to change her mind.
-That time of the month: … does this even need an explanation?
History: Elizaveta was born into a small ordinary family. Her father was a farmer and she had enjoyed a quiet and happy life throughout her childhood. Her father taught her how to work on farm and her mother had insisted on teaching her the basic things like counting and reading. She was their only child and Elizaveta had always been nothing but a help to them. The works she did on the farm, tending to the crops, herding the animals, it filled her days with almost no disturbance from the outside.
However, humans are… curious creatures, and they were always fascinated with the idea of something new. And as soon as she was of enough age to travel alone (at least, she thought so), Elizaveta left her house after informing her parents of her leaving. It was hard, leaving those who had raised you for so long and the tears that trailed her mother’s cheeks and her father’s silence were guilt-tripping her. She often would dream of her parents and her small house at the first months of her journey to (what she claimed as) travel around the world.
It was tiring, traveling all alone and being a beginner at it, her money would often ended in a healer’s hands, leaving her starved and deprived of money. And that was when, by some luck or twist of fate, she didn’t know, but she was thankful over the fact that she had stumbled upon a gypsy who was having a hard time finding a regular worker. And Elizaveta was more than happy to take that offer. The gypsy even taught her some magic and over time, they grew close to each other (it was a given after all), and just when she thought she finally found someone that she could consider a family…
The gypsy disappeared.
Not even a farewell word was said to her. She just vanishes one day, without a trace or anything for her to track.
Her mind was set then. She would find her. That gypsy. She had yet to say thank you for all the help she had been given. And… she owes so much more than just thank you to the old woman. It was not comfortable, the feeling of owing something to someone.
Years passed, good things and bad things happen, some were memorable, some can just go burn to the depths of hell, and some… she would rather forget. But still she searched for this gypsy, never once thinking of giving up. She would find her, no matter what she would have to go through.
Sample Post: Birds chirping, clear blue sky, and warm rays of sun. Seriously, can a day be any better than this? Elizaveta hummed as she scanned through the room again, trying to make sure that she had left nothing in it. The little town she was currently at was a lively one, and even though it was fun, staying here and being welcomed, the wind had told her to go again, to discover a new place.
… well, the wind didn’t really tell her that, but still… She shook her head, humming as she lifted her backpack, a worn one that she had used for years now, and walked towards the door, opening the door and stepped outside what had been her room for at least a week. The last hunt didn’t go as well as she had planned it to, even injuring her which was the reason behind her staying for this long in one place.
But now her wounds have healed and, really, even the weather is telling her to just go. Go and leave this comfortable place.
Oh well. She thought to herself as she walked towards the door and opened it, revealing the long hallways. Time to continue on searching for her again. It had been years since she last saw her… but her guts tell her that that old woman still lives, somewhere in this world.
And I’ll find you. Just you wait.
B-Britannia beam! … why did I have to do this kind of stupid thing? >>;