Post by kailin on Apr 2, 2008 13:52:54 GMT -5
Name: Kai’Lin
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Group:
Nation:[/u] Earth Kingdom
Bender?: No
Physical Appearance: Kai’Lin is a small woman, barely reaching the height of 5’3, and being neither skinny nor over weight she is of slight athletic build, her strength mostly being in her legs from the walking she does as a wanderer. Her long, dark brown hair flows freely down her back and rests gently just above her butt. She’ll put her hair back in a loose pony tail when cooking but that’s about it. She generally has some sort of flower in her hair, usually a pink lotus flower that is tucked behind her left ear. Her oval shaped face is surrounded by a fair complexion with a couple freckles on her cheeks under bright, very expressive green eyes. Her nose is long and skinny, her lips are full, and her eye brows are slightly bushy and dark. She has broad shoulders and wide hips, good for child bearing. Her breasts are big, and will probably cause her back problems later in life, though for now she suffers no physical aliments. She walks with ease, never strutting or slumping her shoulders, and her posture’s fairly good except when she’s drinking or eating, in which case her posture is very relaxed if not lazy.
Clothing/Armor: She wears on her right wrist two bright maroon beaded bracelets and two bright, light green beaded bracelets. The four ceramic bracelets make a pattern of red, green, green, red. The bracelets where a gift from her brother before he went off to war. On her right wrist she has seven jingly, metallic bracelets. Her clothing consists of a long, simple light green straight dress that reaches her brown slip-on shoes and two slits that run up to her mid thighs. There are sowed in pink and orange flowers that encircle the last eight inches of the dress. Under the dress she wears a pair of dark green, skin tight shorts so she can climb rocks or tree’s without having to worry about someone looking up her dress. It has a V-neck that expands just to the reach of her shoulders, and travels in a loose line just above her breasts. Her dress has white sleeves with light green hemming that falls just over her elbows. She has a light brown sash that is tied around her waist and the ends hang just below her knee’s. Over her dress she has a large dark green traveling bag that has a thick cloth that can be lifted to get to the inside. A black thread made into a loop is sowed on the top of the cloth that fits over a small wooden cylinder-shaped stopper to hold the cloth down. There are big, bright purple, blue, and orange flowers sowed on all over the bag, covering it in so many bright colors that you can barely tell the bag was green to begin with. The contents of the bag are a small orange money purse, two bottles of rum and a small wooden flute.
Weapons: Love and poetry conquers all. Weapons are unnecessary.
Personality: She has a way of just saying things out in the open and having absolutely no regard for how awkward it sounds. However, if its something that she knows will be painful to another person she’ll keep her mouth shut, unless she’s drunk or high off cactus juice. She looks at everything in a cheerfully positive manner, and likes to relate any situation to a story or poem, rather it’s a famous poem, a not-so-known poem, or one of her own creation, playing a tune on her flute as she does so. She does this especially when she’s feeling an extreme emotion, whether said, happy or angry, though she’s not the type to get angry very easily. When she is angry, she’ll take a swig from her rum and keep to herself, or start playing her flute in order to ignore the situation; She doesn’t believe in violence. She has ADD tendencies, and will randomly walk off and go near anything that draw’s her attention, whether it’s a pretty new flower, an interesting looking character, or a strangely shaped tree. She will also talk about anything that comes to mind, including random poetry, random people, or random thoughts. She likes to drink a lot, and when she manages to get drunk she’s quite happy if not funny to be around. Generally, however, she’s a pleasant, kind hearted, free spirited woman who loves her booze.
Background: Born in an Earth Kingdom village, Kai’Lin grew up with her loving, refugee mother and father and her elder brother by six years, Lee. Her life was peaceful - her father owned a small bakery and they all baked for it. Supplies were easy to obtain in the region her parents had settled in, which was primarily farm land that grew stocks of rice and wheat.
Her parents had grown up in a village far away where, when her brother Lee had just been born, the Fire Nation had raided and plundered. Her parents escaped from the chaos and traveled the roads, searching for a new home. Her family had traveled for four years, and her parents had truly enjoyed it, especially her mother. She learned many new things, new recipes, and made a few new friends who traveled with them for a little while before departing. Gaining these friendships she regained hope for the world, a very crucial emotion after the destruction of her village, and gave her a sense of optimism. Kai’Lin’s father, however, didn’t quite share those thoughts. He was a down to earth kind of man, intelligent, but not overly optimistic. He had ran a successful business in their village, had made quite a profit as well; but when the Fire Nation destroyed his business he lost everything, and was not quite as willing to see the bright new future that Kai’Lin’s mother was seeing.
They eventually found a home in a small village far away from the Fire Nation front where Kai’Lin was born and raised. It was surrounded by steep, green hills filled with a variety of wildlife and plants. As a young girl Kai’Lin’s mother, when she wasn’t baking or home schooling Kai’Lin, would take her deep into the hills to collect wild flowers and tell her the stories of her traveling days, of the friends she met and the hope that was given to her. Along with the stories, her mother would always have a flower to place in Kai’Lin’s brown hair. Kai’Lin loved the time she spent with her mother, and soaked up her words, her ideologies, like a sponge.
By the age of six Kai’Lin’s father had taught her how to play a small flute he carved out of cedar wood. The flute came easily to her, and she practiced it as often as she could to impress her father, who spent most of his time running his bakery. He was a loving father, kind and caring, but Kai’Lin just couldn’t connect with him like she could her mother. She would sometimes listen to her parents talking, and though they loved each other very much they often disagreed with how they wanted Kai’Lin to be raised. Her father wanted to send her to another village to go to a boarding school, but her mother couldn’t bare the thought of being seperated, and neither could Kai’Lin. So she played the flute like her father asked, in hopes to impress him enough to keep him off the idea of sending her away.
Her brother spent equal time with his parents learning trade secret’s and fighting from his father and spending time with his little sister and mother. Kai’Lin loved Lee very much, and was her only friend growing up. Lee, also, loved spending his free time playing with her when she wasn’t being schooled by her mother. They would play games like tag, hide and seek, and he even tried to teach her some of his combat skills, but she raised her nose at it. She told him that fighting is unnecessary, and he just smiled and laughed and pet her on the head. Sometimes they would play for such a long time that he would carry her home on his back because she was too tired to walk. On her twelfth birthday Lee presented her with four beautiful ceramic, beaded bracelets painted maroon and green. Though they were too big for her wrists then, Lee said they would probably fit when she was older.
The summer that Kai’Lin turned thirteenth her brother was drafted into the Earth Kingdom army. The day he left he gave Kai’Lin another set of bracelets, seven thin metallic jingly bracelets. It was a tearful goodbye for the whole family. Two years later her family received a report that he had died from severe causalities while answering a distress call from a village being attacked by the Fire Nation. Lee’s death had a serious impact on the family; Her father became more obsessed in his business and rarely came home before dark, and when he did come home he barely spoke to anyone; her mother cried a lot at first, then after a while started to teach Kai’Lin more philosophies on peace and love in hopes that she would never go near war. She would talk about just taking the essential’s and leaving this village to wander like the ancient Air Nomads. She would tell Kai’Lin that there will always be hope for the world, that things are not always so bad as long as you have loved ones. She told Kai’Lin that war was pointless and only caused pain and suffering. Kai’Lin had always wondered whether her mother was teaching her, or trying to calm herself down.
Kai’Lin spent more and more time outdoors, sometimes even away from her mother. She played the flute over and over again, trying to think of new tunes. There were times when she didn’t even listen to her mother and just continued to play her flute. It soothed her, and the more she played the more she hoped that her father would come home to hear her. He never came, and though it disappointed her she tried to remain positive as her mother had taught her to be.
When Kai’Lin turned seventeen her father sold their bakery and bought a tavern that was closing down, thinking they’d earn more money. Kai’Lin worked as a severing maid, and her family profited highly from the business. While working at the tavern, Kai’Lin amused herself with listening to the stories that the passing strangers would tell, as they reminded her of her mother’s stories, and she enjoyed listening to the traveling poets reading their works to their fellow drunks. Listening to the same stories again and again she found that she had memorized dozens of them, and was even able to play some notes on her flute. She was absolutely captivated by their life styles, that they could go where they want, when they want, and because they want to. She longed for that freedom.
At the age of twenty she was intrigued with one wandering poet that had been coming to the tavern for about a week. She found that she liked listening to her sing her poetry, and one night she sat down for a moment at her table after bringing her a drink. She asked her to sing for her, and as she did she played her flute. The tavern quieted as the two played their song, and when it ended she asked for her name, and she gave it without hesitation. They walked out of the tavern together and talked. She taught her how to sing sol fege, (Do, Re, Me…) and how to tune her voice to different songs. The woman taught Kai’Lin for three weeks before saying goodbye. Kai’Lin understood, longing to come with her. She asked, but was refused; the woman traveled alone.
Over the next few years Kai’Lin practiced singing and playing the flute, and she found that she could make pretty flute entrances then sing the poetry that she had picked up from working at the tavern. However, during the visit of this mysterious wandering bard/poet Kai’Lin had developed a love for alcohol, primarily rum.
Her father disapproved of all of this. He kept telling Kai’Lin to “get her head out of the clouds” and come back down to earth. He regretted not sending her to school and he disliked her interest in the poets and singers. He wanted her to pay more attention to the business and less to the customers, which Kai’Lin could just not do. They interested her and filled her curiosity, and created a strong desire to follow them. Her mother, on the other hand, was more like Kai’Lin and enjoyed conversing with the customers. She loved that Kai’Lin took such an interest and was thrilled to hear that she had started to sing. However, what both parents disapproved of was her drinking. Her mother was worried that something would happen to her while she walked home drunk, and her father just hated it altogether. He refused to sell her drinks, and so during her breaks she would ask her customers to buy her drinks, at her expense of course. Her parents couldn’t deny their customers, and to their dismay she continued her consumption of alcohol.
After had turned twenty-five, Kai’Lin decided it was her turn to “move on” with her life. She explained to her parents that she no longer wanted to stay in one place. Her mother wanted to come with her, but Kai’Lin refused. She wanted to start her own life, like her parents had restarted theirs. Her mother was greatly distressed at this. She didn’t want Kai’Lin to leave, and begged her to stay. Kai’Lin tried to explain again how she couldn’t stay there anymore, how being tied down was starting to take its toll on her. She told her parents she wanted to experience all the joy and happiness they experienced while on the road. Her father shook his head and sighed, saying that she would never get it out of her system until she left. Her tearful mother handed her a bag that she had bought and sowed flowers on, telling Kai’Lin to take it and keep all her essentials in it. And so, putting her flute, money purse, and rum into her bag she left her village on a quest to meet new people, tell them fun stories that she had heard at her tavern, and learn of new stories that she could tell yet more people to make their lives more fun and for them to see how truly beautiful the world really is.
Sample RP: Humming a tune to herself, Kai’Lin rocked her body back and forth as she walked cheerfully down a dirt ridden path. She moved her arms up and down in the air at her sides, making her bracelets jingle to the tune. The pink flower tucked behind her left ear stayed firmly in place, despite the movement of her body as she spun around in a full, one-eighty degree circle.
“Hm?” She stopped humming and looked toward her right. A butterfly was perched on a flower next to the road. She smiled widely, examining the bright yellow and black. Quickly, she reached into her green bag and pulled out her wooden flute and played note. “Little flying creature,” She started singing. “Laying on a flower, spreading its beauty and giving us…” She paused to think. “Its power!” She giggled and spun around twice, moving once more down the path, playing the new tune on her flute as her body swayed side to side. She took the flute from her lips, “Little flying creature, laying on a flower, spreading its beauty and giving us its power!” She brought her arms up again and moved them like a wave, making her bracelets jingle once more. “Oh I can’t wait ‘till the sun comes down tomorrow,” she started to sing. She placed her hand inside her travel bag and brought out a bottle of rum. Opening it, she took a deep swig and exhaled. “Ah!” She closed the bottle and continued her song. “Oh I can’t wait ‘till the wolf will cease his sorrow! And I’ve been dreaming of a day so long, and I’ve been wishing a boy that’s gone, tomorrow!” She clapped her hands to the beat and repeated the song. It was a song she had picked up in the days she worked as a serving maid in her parents tavern. But that was behind her, and now what she focused on was the next town, and… what a pretty little bird that was, She thought, staring at the sky.
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Group:
Nation:[/u] Earth Kingdom
Bender?: No
Physical Appearance: Kai’Lin is a small woman, barely reaching the height of 5’3, and being neither skinny nor over weight she is of slight athletic build, her strength mostly being in her legs from the walking she does as a wanderer. Her long, dark brown hair flows freely down her back and rests gently just above her butt. She’ll put her hair back in a loose pony tail when cooking but that’s about it. She generally has some sort of flower in her hair, usually a pink lotus flower that is tucked behind her left ear. Her oval shaped face is surrounded by a fair complexion with a couple freckles on her cheeks under bright, very expressive green eyes. Her nose is long and skinny, her lips are full, and her eye brows are slightly bushy and dark. She has broad shoulders and wide hips, good for child bearing. Her breasts are big, and will probably cause her back problems later in life, though for now she suffers no physical aliments. She walks with ease, never strutting or slumping her shoulders, and her posture’s fairly good except when she’s drinking or eating, in which case her posture is very relaxed if not lazy.
Clothing/Armor: She wears on her right wrist two bright maroon beaded bracelets and two bright, light green beaded bracelets. The four ceramic bracelets make a pattern of red, green, green, red. The bracelets where a gift from her brother before he went off to war. On her right wrist she has seven jingly, metallic bracelets. Her clothing consists of a long, simple light green straight dress that reaches her brown slip-on shoes and two slits that run up to her mid thighs. There are sowed in pink and orange flowers that encircle the last eight inches of the dress. Under the dress she wears a pair of dark green, skin tight shorts so she can climb rocks or tree’s without having to worry about someone looking up her dress. It has a V-neck that expands just to the reach of her shoulders, and travels in a loose line just above her breasts. Her dress has white sleeves with light green hemming that falls just over her elbows. She has a light brown sash that is tied around her waist and the ends hang just below her knee’s. Over her dress she has a large dark green traveling bag that has a thick cloth that can be lifted to get to the inside. A black thread made into a loop is sowed on the top of the cloth that fits over a small wooden cylinder-shaped stopper to hold the cloth down. There are big, bright purple, blue, and orange flowers sowed on all over the bag, covering it in so many bright colors that you can barely tell the bag was green to begin with. The contents of the bag are a small orange money purse, two bottles of rum and a small wooden flute.
Weapons: Love and poetry conquers all. Weapons are unnecessary.
Personality: She has a way of just saying things out in the open and having absolutely no regard for how awkward it sounds. However, if its something that she knows will be painful to another person she’ll keep her mouth shut, unless she’s drunk or high off cactus juice. She looks at everything in a cheerfully positive manner, and likes to relate any situation to a story or poem, rather it’s a famous poem, a not-so-known poem, or one of her own creation, playing a tune on her flute as she does so. She does this especially when she’s feeling an extreme emotion, whether said, happy or angry, though she’s not the type to get angry very easily. When she is angry, she’ll take a swig from her rum and keep to herself, or start playing her flute in order to ignore the situation; She doesn’t believe in violence. She has ADD tendencies, and will randomly walk off and go near anything that draw’s her attention, whether it’s a pretty new flower, an interesting looking character, or a strangely shaped tree. She will also talk about anything that comes to mind, including random poetry, random people, or random thoughts. She likes to drink a lot, and when she manages to get drunk she’s quite happy if not funny to be around. Generally, however, she’s a pleasant, kind hearted, free spirited woman who loves her booze.
Background: Born in an Earth Kingdom village, Kai’Lin grew up with her loving, refugee mother and father and her elder brother by six years, Lee. Her life was peaceful - her father owned a small bakery and they all baked for it. Supplies were easy to obtain in the region her parents had settled in, which was primarily farm land that grew stocks of rice and wheat.
Her parents had grown up in a village far away where, when her brother Lee had just been born, the Fire Nation had raided and plundered. Her parents escaped from the chaos and traveled the roads, searching for a new home. Her family had traveled for four years, and her parents had truly enjoyed it, especially her mother. She learned many new things, new recipes, and made a few new friends who traveled with them for a little while before departing. Gaining these friendships she regained hope for the world, a very crucial emotion after the destruction of her village, and gave her a sense of optimism. Kai’Lin’s father, however, didn’t quite share those thoughts. He was a down to earth kind of man, intelligent, but not overly optimistic. He had ran a successful business in their village, had made quite a profit as well; but when the Fire Nation destroyed his business he lost everything, and was not quite as willing to see the bright new future that Kai’Lin’s mother was seeing.
They eventually found a home in a small village far away from the Fire Nation front where Kai’Lin was born and raised. It was surrounded by steep, green hills filled with a variety of wildlife and plants. As a young girl Kai’Lin’s mother, when she wasn’t baking or home schooling Kai’Lin, would take her deep into the hills to collect wild flowers and tell her the stories of her traveling days, of the friends she met and the hope that was given to her. Along with the stories, her mother would always have a flower to place in Kai’Lin’s brown hair. Kai’Lin loved the time she spent with her mother, and soaked up her words, her ideologies, like a sponge.
By the age of six Kai’Lin’s father had taught her how to play a small flute he carved out of cedar wood. The flute came easily to her, and she practiced it as often as she could to impress her father, who spent most of his time running his bakery. He was a loving father, kind and caring, but Kai’Lin just couldn’t connect with him like she could her mother. She would sometimes listen to her parents talking, and though they loved each other very much they often disagreed with how they wanted Kai’Lin to be raised. Her father wanted to send her to another village to go to a boarding school, but her mother couldn’t bare the thought of being seperated, and neither could Kai’Lin. So she played the flute like her father asked, in hopes to impress him enough to keep him off the idea of sending her away.
Her brother spent equal time with his parents learning trade secret’s and fighting from his father and spending time with his little sister and mother. Kai’Lin loved Lee very much, and was her only friend growing up. Lee, also, loved spending his free time playing with her when she wasn’t being schooled by her mother. They would play games like tag, hide and seek, and he even tried to teach her some of his combat skills, but she raised her nose at it. She told him that fighting is unnecessary, and he just smiled and laughed and pet her on the head. Sometimes they would play for such a long time that he would carry her home on his back because she was too tired to walk. On her twelfth birthday Lee presented her with four beautiful ceramic, beaded bracelets painted maroon and green. Though they were too big for her wrists then, Lee said they would probably fit when she was older.
The summer that Kai’Lin turned thirteenth her brother was drafted into the Earth Kingdom army. The day he left he gave Kai’Lin another set of bracelets, seven thin metallic jingly bracelets. It was a tearful goodbye for the whole family. Two years later her family received a report that he had died from severe causalities while answering a distress call from a village being attacked by the Fire Nation. Lee’s death had a serious impact on the family; Her father became more obsessed in his business and rarely came home before dark, and when he did come home he barely spoke to anyone; her mother cried a lot at first, then after a while started to teach Kai’Lin more philosophies on peace and love in hopes that she would never go near war. She would talk about just taking the essential’s and leaving this village to wander like the ancient Air Nomads. She would tell Kai’Lin that there will always be hope for the world, that things are not always so bad as long as you have loved ones. She told Kai’Lin that war was pointless and only caused pain and suffering. Kai’Lin had always wondered whether her mother was teaching her, or trying to calm herself down.
Kai’Lin spent more and more time outdoors, sometimes even away from her mother. She played the flute over and over again, trying to think of new tunes. There were times when she didn’t even listen to her mother and just continued to play her flute. It soothed her, and the more she played the more she hoped that her father would come home to hear her. He never came, and though it disappointed her she tried to remain positive as her mother had taught her to be.
When Kai’Lin turned seventeen her father sold their bakery and bought a tavern that was closing down, thinking they’d earn more money. Kai’Lin worked as a severing maid, and her family profited highly from the business. While working at the tavern, Kai’Lin amused herself with listening to the stories that the passing strangers would tell, as they reminded her of her mother’s stories, and she enjoyed listening to the traveling poets reading their works to their fellow drunks. Listening to the same stories again and again she found that she had memorized dozens of them, and was even able to play some notes on her flute. She was absolutely captivated by their life styles, that they could go where they want, when they want, and because they want to. She longed for that freedom.
At the age of twenty she was intrigued with one wandering poet that had been coming to the tavern for about a week. She found that she liked listening to her sing her poetry, and one night she sat down for a moment at her table after bringing her a drink. She asked her to sing for her, and as she did she played her flute. The tavern quieted as the two played their song, and when it ended she asked for her name, and she gave it without hesitation. They walked out of the tavern together and talked. She taught her how to sing sol fege, (Do, Re, Me…) and how to tune her voice to different songs. The woman taught Kai’Lin for three weeks before saying goodbye. Kai’Lin understood, longing to come with her. She asked, but was refused; the woman traveled alone.
Over the next few years Kai’Lin practiced singing and playing the flute, and she found that she could make pretty flute entrances then sing the poetry that she had picked up from working at the tavern. However, during the visit of this mysterious wandering bard/poet Kai’Lin had developed a love for alcohol, primarily rum.
Her father disapproved of all of this. He kept telling Kai’Lin to “get her head out of the clouds” and come back down to earth. He regretted not sending her to school and he disliked her interest in the poets and singers. He wanted her to pay more attention to the business and less to the customers, which Kai’Lin could just not do. They interested her and filled her curiosity, and created a strong desire to follow them. Her mother, on the other hand, was more like Kai’Lin and enjoyed conversing with the customers. She loved that Kai’Lin took such an interest and was thrilled to hear that she had started to sing. However, what both parents disapproved of was her drinking. Her mother was worried that something would happen to her while she walked home drunk, and her father just hated it altogether. He refused to sell her drinks, and so during her breaks she would ask her customers to buy her drinks, at her expense of course. Her parents couldn’t deny their customers, and to their dismay she continued her consumption of alcohol.
After had turned twenty-five, Kai’Lin decided it was her turn to “move on” with her life. She explained to her parents that she no longer wanted to stay in one place. Her mother wanted to come with her, but Kai’Lin refused. She wanted to start her own life, like her parents had restarted theirs. Her mother was greatly distressed at this. She didn’t want Kai’Lin to leave, and begged her to stay. Kai’Lin tried to explain again how she couldn’t stay there anymore, how being tied down was starting to take its toll on her. She told her parents she wanted to experience all the joy and happiness they experienced while on the road. Her father shook his head and sighed, saying that she would never get it out of her system until she left. Her tearful mother handed her a bag that she had bought and sowed flowers on, telling Kai’Lin to take it and keep all her essentials in it. And so, putting her flute, money purse, and rum into her bag she left her village on a quest to meet new people, tell them fun stories that she had heard at her tavern, and learn of new stories that she could tell yet more people to make their lives more fun and for them to see how truly beautiful the world really is.
Sample RP: Humming a tune to herself, Kai’Lin rocked her body back and forth as she walked cheerfully down a dirt ridden path. She moved her arms up and down in the air at her sides, making her bracelets jingle to the tune. The pink flower tucked behind her left ear stayed firmly in place, despite the movement of her body as she spun around in a full, one-eighty degree circle.
“Hm?” She stopped humming and looked toward her right. A butterfly was perched on a flower next to the road. She smiled widely, examining the bright yellow and black. Quickly, she reached into her green bag and pulled out her wooden flute and played note. “Little flying creature,” She started singing. “Laying on a flower, spreading its beauty and giving us…” She paused to think. “Its power!” She giggled and spun around twice, moving once more down the path, playing the new tune on her flute as her body swayed side to side. She took the flute from her lips, “Little flying creature, laying on a flower, spreading its beauty and giving us its power!” She brought her arms up again and moved them like a wave, making her bracelets jingle once more. “Oh I can’t wait ‘till the sun comes down tomorrow,” she started to sing. She placed her hand inside her travel bag and brought out a bottle of rum. Opening it, she took a deep swig and exhaled. “Ah!” She closed the bottle and continued her song. “Oh I can’t wait ‘till the wolf will cease his sorrow! And I’ve been dreaming of a day so long, and I’ve been wishing a boy that’s gone, tomorrow!” She clapped her hands to the beat and repeated the song. It was a song she had picked up in the days she worked as a serving maid in her parents tavern. But that was behind her, and now what she focused on was the next town, and… what a pretty little bird that was, She thought, staring at the sky.
