Post by Vivian on Apr 20, 2014 23:13:30 GMT
Name: Vivian Carmen Aragon
Age: 19
Date Of Birth: Sometime in autumn.
Place Of Birth: Stormglen
Race: Gilnean Human
Languages: Common
Build: Slim
Height: 5’1″
Weight: 98 lbs.
Hair color: Raven black
Type/Style: Curly
Length: Shoulder blades
Eye color: Spring green
Complexion: Sun-warmed
Marital status: Single
Sexuality: Vivian is in her first relationship with a man, and before that didn't seem to give any inclination to what she prefers. She is growing to find that she enjoys the strength and warmth of a man. Mostly for the awesome cuddles.
Occupation: Priestess in training/Apprentice Seamstress
Current Residence: The hostel in the Cathedral District
Family: None alive.
Virtues: Kindness
Vices: Reads… way too much.
Likes: ADVENTURE!
Dislikes: Rude people and Vincentus’s creepy stare.
Favorite food: Anything
Instruments: Her voice.
Fears: Being left alone, enclosed spaces
Future goals: Exploring the entirety of Azeroth
Hobbies: Reading, singing, and daydreaming
Personality: Vivian is a very sweet girl, always laughing, always cheerful. She’s naive and gullible, but surprisingly open-minded to new things. Once she makes a friend, she’s loyal to them. This has the potential for being horribly abused but Viv needs some growing up to do.
She’s also very polite and kind to others without judgement.
History: As far as Viv has been told and can barely remember, she grew up in the outskirts of the small fishing village of Stormglen with her small family. She lived a simple life until the worgen attacked and the Cataclysm shook Gilneas. During the severe quake in which caused the seas to rise her home collapsed, crushing her and causing terrible injury to her cranium, which rendered her completely insensate. She was able to be dragged out from the ruins and carted along with the rest of the injured.
Her wound was very slow to heal, even after the refugees met the Kaldorei. Vivian remained in a deep coma for very long time. Months passed. The healers despaired, for nothing they could do was able to rouse her. As a last resort, they packed Viv into a ship to Stormwind to be brought to their best Healers, but she awoke to the sound of the sailors singing a sea shanty as they came into the Human city’s harbor.
She has been living in Stormwind ever since, picking up odd jobs here and there and living in the hostel in the meantime.
Age: 19
Date Of Birth: Sometime in autumn.
Place Of Birth: Stormglen
Race: Gilnean Human
Languages: Common
Build: Slim
Height: 5’1″
Weight: 98 lbs.
Hair color: Raven black
Type/Style: Curly
Length: Shoulder blades
Eye color: Spring green
Complexion: Sun-warmed
Marital status: Single
Sexuality: Vivian is in her first relationship with a man, and before that didn't seem to give any inclination to what she prefers. She is growing to find that she enjoys the strength and warmth of a man. Mostly for the awesome cuddles.
Occupation: Priestess in training/Apprentice Seamstress
Current Residence: The hostel in the Cathedral District
Family: None alive.
Virtues: Kindness
Vices: Reads… way too much.
Likes: ADVENTURE!
Dislikes: Rude people and Vincentus’s creepy stare.
Favorite food: Anything
Instruments: Her voice.
Fears: Being left alone, enclosed spaces
Future goals: Exploring the entirety of Azeroth
Hobbies: Reading, singing, and daydreaming
Personality: Vivian is a very sweet girl, always laughing, always cheerful. She’s naive and gullible, but surprisingly open-minded to new things. Once she makes a friend, she’s loyal to them. This has the potential for being horribly abused but Viv needs some growing up to do.
She’s also very polite and kind to others without judgement.
History: As far as Viv has been told and can barely remember, she grew up in the outskirts of the small fishing village of Stormglen with her small family. She lived a simple life until the worgen attacked and the Cataclysm shook Gilneas. During the severe quake in which caused the seas to rise her home collapsed, crushing her and causing terrible injury to her cranium, which rendered her completely insensate. She was able to be dragged out from the ruins and carted along with the rest of the injured.
Her wound was very slow to heal, even after the refugees met the Kaldorei. Vivian remained in a deep coma for very long time. Months passed. The healers despaired, for nothing they could do was able to rouse her. As a last resort, they packed Viv into a ship to Stormwind to be brought to their best Healers, but she awoke to the sound of the sailors singing a sea shanty as they came into the Human city’s harbor.
She has been living in Stormwind ever since, picking up odd jobs here and there and living in the hostel in the meantime.