Introducing......Charolette Lisoski!!!

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Name: Charolette Lisoski
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Rank: Hunter
Element: Air
Appearance:

Charolette Lisoski is a girl of 17 years old. She stands 5`7, nothing out of the ordinary. She ways around 130 pounds. She is not on the heavy side, if that's what your thinking. 130 is just right for a girl of the height 5`7. She wears size 7 for shoes, 6 for waste (sp?), 4 for torso, and 2 for....chest?.

Charolette has red hair, to put it mildly. But here hair is a soft color, so it seems to be more of an orange color. Take an orange an mix some white into it. Her hair goes all the way down to her hip, with little frivles going past. She holds her hair in a ponytail that is green. She also has a ribbon like thing in her hair. It is located on the top of her head, holding back loose ends. It is more of a piece of spare cloth than a ribbon matieral. Her hair is braided all the way down her back. Not in a french braid though, she doesn't know how.

Her features are not really on the pretty side. They have a blunt look to them. Her forehead is large and seems to take up 1/3 of her face. Her eyebrows are brown with medium thickness. Her nose is long and has a slight dip at the top. Her nose comes to a roundish shape with large nostrels. Her nose is also a touch on the pink side. Her eyes are a green-ish gray color. But you can only tell this if you looked at her from a close spot. Anywhere other than 5 or so feet from her, her eyes take on a black look. She has short eyelashes. She has pale skin with high cheekbones. Her lips are a dark pink and on the thin side. Her head is also on the large side, compaired with other people. She also has a mole on the back of her neck, but you can't see it because of her hair.

Her cloths are a lot cooler, I think, than her looks. Her boots are a muddy brown. They are a couple sizes to big and really old, as you can see from the tatteredness. She wears long, green pants that tuck into her boots. Her pants are also a size to big, so she holds them up by a thick, brown cloth. This cloth has many uses. She is wearing a darker green shirt that is like a shirt that you'd wear to the beach. It has no straps at all, and, obviously, no sleeves. It is not a belly shirt. It stays up because it is really tight around her chest, so it acts as a strap or sleeve. Over that, she has a thin, raggady peice of clothing that has tons of holes in it. Before Charolette started wearing it, it probally was a handsome vest. It is a woody brown color. And now the treasure of her clothing, her cloak. Like the rest of her clothing, everything is too big on her. She stole this one from a very wealthy man. It is a nice, creamy brown on the outside. On the inside, it is a nice ....eh....take grass green and throw some white into it. There is a thin, gold strip indicating wear the brown and green meet. The cloak goes down to her feet and has a hood big enough to cover two people. Sometimes she has her hair in the cloak, sometimes out of it. The cloak also has some wood buttons to close the cloak up if disered. The buttons are made up of oak wood and have carvings on them with gold accents.

Personality:

*sigh* I always dislike doing the personality, so it might not meet your expectations.

Charolette is overall a nice person. Even though she hunts for creatures, she does it in a nice way. She doesn't want to cause harm for them, really. For example, her hunting missions will be for a couple days at a time. Let's say she wanted to catch a bird, an eagle, perhaps. Charolette would go to a tall place, maybe a low mountain, for this is where eagles are. She find some worms or mice the day before, kill them, and set them out. She might set them out near an eagle's nest or just on a high ledge. Then she would back away, not hide, but just get out of the way. An eagle might come down some time that day, land, look at Charolette, see that she is no threat, take the dead mouse and leave. This would happen for a couple days, then. As the days progressed, she will sit a little closer to the food spot. And when she is close enough, she might try petting the animal. After she gets that close, she will put a strong dose of achohol (sp?)[OR a sleeping drug, but I'm not sure if that's allowed.] in the meat. After the eagle gets the meat, it will fly away, to it's nest? Charolette will follow it, keeping her eyes on where it goes. By the time she gets to the place, the eagle will probally have eaten it, or givin it to it's babies. Either way, someone is asleep. Charolette will take whoever is asleep with her to raise (babies) or sell.

As you read in her Appearance, you know that Charolette stole her cloak. So you know that she is not a nice little girl. She has a kind heart, yes. But she is poor and when times get desperate, she will stoop to a lower level. She is not an evil person, but she does things so that she can live and not be a bum on the streets.

History:

Charolette has a pretty common past, I suppose. Nothing mystical or strange. But for her history, it does go a little back before she was born.

Charolette had a mother, duh. Her mother had long, beautiful red hair, that she braided, just like Charolette. But Charolette's mother was a lot prettier. Charolette's mother was called Monique (mo-neek). Monique wandered into a bar one night and ran into a not-so-handsome-man-but-very-charming. They liked each other, got drunk, and well...you probally know what happened. The next day they parted and they were threw with each other. A few months later, Monique found that she was pregnet. When she found out, she was really happy! So she went to her parents, for she was really young, like 15 or so, and told them. They were furious and kicked her out. With no money or food, Monique became a bum on the street. Around five months later, Monique gave birth to a baby girl and named her Charolette for her first name and Lisoki for her last name, same as Monique's last name.

Monique and Charolette were happy together, dispite their misfortune. But when Charolette was 7, her mother and her were trying to keep warm on a cold, winter night, Monique froze to death, trying to keep Charolette warm. Charolette was left all alone. Thinking smartly, Charolette started to move to the south, hoping it would be warmer there. She was right. Around the age of 10, she came across a nice, old man who happened to be a hunter. He took her in as his apprentice. He hunted Air Elements and taught Charolette to do the same. When she turned 13 she knew everything about hunting. But even though she was a master then, her and the old man still hunted together. They weren't in love, they just both needed another person to travel with then and to be a friend. But when Charolette was 15, the old man died of old age and left Charolette to hunt by herself.

Roleplay Sample:

"Sweetie." whispered her mother. "take this, please." her mother held out her cloak.

Charolette shook her head and then shivered. The rags covering her were raggedy and dirty. Then looked like dirt made into clothing. "Then you'll get cold to, mom." she said softly. Her eyes took a slow blink. It was late....and she was sleepy....maybe she would take a nap to shake off the cold.

"NOO!" the mother shook her child awake. Charolette's eyes popped open, wide. "Don't....don't sleep, dear." she said more calmly. "Stay awake....talk...talk to mommy." she studdered. They cold was having an effect on her too. Her lips were turning numb and she couldn't talk straight.

The girl giggled. "Mommy...you look funny....you're all blue..." she giggled again.

The mother was desperate. The girl didn't realize it, but both of them were turning blue, not just the mother. The mother knew that her daughter was going to die...and she wasn't so sure about herself. She longed to give her daughter her own cloak...

"Sweetie. You think mommy's blue?" the mother said. The girl nodded.

"You think it's funny?" the girl nodded again, blinking slowly.

"Are you bored?" the mother asked. The girl looked at her mother, then nodded slowly.

"Well." her mother said, thinking. "I know a game we can-n do, o-okay?" it was getting colder and windier. The girl's face broke into a smile.

"Okay, sweetie...mommy loves you. " the girl frowned, what an odd thing to say. "I'm going to give you my cloak...and no....I...I won't g-get cold. Mommy will turn more blue! It will be funny! Y-yeah! Mommy loves you...." she paused. Her girl's face was lit with excitement of the idea of a game. "But here's the second part. You have to sing, okay? Y-yeah....sing untill you sing--no see the sun....o-okay? Here..."she pulled off her cloak and rapped it tight around her daughter. It took awhile to butten the cloak, her fingers were numb already. "Now...don't forget to sing...mommy loves you..." and the mother kissed the girl goodnight and held her close, trying to keep her daughter warm.

"Mommy loves you..." she said, strength failing. "Sing, sweetie....sing."


((that was kinda bad...))