[Character Sheet] Anga

[Anga]

The Basics
Name: Anga Mel N'Uala. Anga Wilwarin was a name given to me by Runesage for good reason. I wear it in preference of my homename.
Age: 25
Apparent Age: 28
Gender: Female
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 185 lbs.
Eye Color: Typically a mossy green, but they tend to change.
Hair Color: My hair is a dark rich brown. It is pretty long, stopping just inches above my waist when I leave it down.
Physique: Athletic, my training prevents me from being otherwise.
Distinguishing marks: I have several small scars on my arms and legs, they were rather unavoidable what with my fighting and clumsiness. There's also a long thin scar on my left cheek it starts near my earlobe and stretches nearly four inches toward my nose. A couple years ago, I came into contact with a corrupted Dragon Fae, and it was none too pleased to see me in its vicinity. It took longer than it should have to heal, and sometimes I can still feel some pain along its length.
Race: Human
Language: Common, though I can understand a few key phrases in other languages, and am slowly becoming fluent in BabbleCoo...
Religious affiliation:
Homeland: I grew up quite far away in the forests of Nathel d'Creste until I came of age, when I was given the mark of adulthood. I then requested permission to leave and was given it nearly seven years ago. I have yet to go home.
Home/Location in Psychotopia: I've just arrived..
Heraldic Symbol/Colors: A tribal rendering of a dragon in crimson and ivory. If you can get close enough to see, you might notice the wingtips peeking out on my shoulders, it's spread across the whole of my back.
Companions/Friends: The Companions of the Light. RuneSage, TreeSprite, Corwyn, Brayen, and the myriad of animals and dragon fae from the Grove, though I am not so hard to befriend, at least.. I don't think I am.

Skills
Studies: I studied music under several tutors. Lute under my uncle Chysian N'uala at home. I also honed my vocal abilities under the tutelage of Siliama Haneth master heartsinger during is visit to my homeland.Though this is not the same as TreeSprite's TreeSinging, it does serve its purposes. For some reason, I have found myself able to communicate with animals.. it just started happening after TreeSprite thwacked a spell on me in response to a silly comment I made. In addition, I was taught a form of hand to hand... (well let's be honest, it's more often hand to boot combat) by Bretheste N'Ilna in my homelands.
Apprenticeships: None.
Natural Abilities: I have a natural aptitude for sass, or so RuneSage tells me. Is that what you mean? I can sing pretty well... oh. and tripping.. I seem to have a knack for finding the odd root or clump of dirt.
Occupation(s): Lounge singer to the creatures of TreeSprite's Grove? Haha.. no seriously I help take care of the Grove, talk to the animals, care for my family, keep things in line when I need to.
Financial Status: Eh, I'm not extremely well off... I have enough for what I need and some spare to help others.

Family
Mother: Leshi Mel N'Uala, 47 Mother is a wonderful, caring woman. Father gave her the option of working or not and she chose to stay home and raise us. Ontop of that, she is very involved in lending a hand wherever she can.. no one can blame her of idleness.
Father: Josian Ben N'Uala 53- Tribal Council head, he stays busy, but never too busy to make sure we knew he loved us...He has always been protective of his family, starting with mother. Being six years her elder, there was quite a bit of talk when they became involved. But not wanting to cause problems or in anyway mar mother's good name, he waited patiently for her to come of age, and acted always above reproach. In my opinion, this had a large effect on everyone's opinion of him as a capable leader. When mother bore him three daughters, he took to us immediately. I can remember going to council meetings and sitting beside him, feeling important with my own paper to draw on while the others took notes. I know it broke his heart when I asked to leave, I could see it in his eyes. But, never being able to say no to his girls, he allowed me. Having Vania and Elseth nearby helps him. Not that I'm his favorite, but I know he loves me terribly. I keep in touch as often as I can. I have yet to return home since finding myself in the Grove. I should probably do that soon... if I can find that door.
Brothers: I have none, father sometimes joked that my draw to combat and the outdoors made me closer to a son than either of my sisters were... but he was always quick to tell me that didn't mean I was a tomboy... Eventually, he got sons when his daughters wed.
Sisters: Vania Lu N'Uala N'Ilden 29, Vania married Ganther N'Ilden the moment she came of age... it wasn't a surprise to anyone, really. She and Ganther had been inseperable from the moment his voice cracked saying hello to her about 17 years ago. Ganther is a member of the tribal council and a blacksmith to boot. Vania always did seem to have the world fall into place for her. Not that I can hold it against her, Vania is as nice as they come. They're now the proud parents of four young ones. Three boys and a girl.
Elseth Fe N'Uala 22, Elseth is... well Elseth. That's really the only way to say it... she's not horrible or anything.. but she's a walking whirlwind and social butterfly. She had somewhere around 9 boyfriends before this one.... and father thinks this one is different. Who knows maybe there will be a handfasting in her future. She does everything large... her moods, her hands while she talks... it's fun to watch her, but dangerous to be around when she's upset. She's still at home with Mother and Father.
Half/Step/Adopted Siblings: None.
Spouse: RuneSage.
Children: Eleniel, very young little girl. Very.. like "She can't even crawl" young... but she is currently teaching me to understand BabbleCoo... her own language that seems to include lots of raspberry blowing. I left her in the very capable hands of some friends in the Grove.

Possessions
Clothing: By necessity I wear clothes that afford movement. This usually means a sleeveless top beneath an opened leather vest. My pants are close fitting suede or soft leather and are mostly hidden by my boots. The leather boots are quite tall, they come up just past my knees. Around the top are several pockets in which I keep jerky or chilipeppers and other small trinkets. They are reinforced in the toe and heel, helping me to fight more efficiently. I find I can't wear much other than earth tones. I tried wearing pink and I felt like a dragon fae on mead.
Jewelry: I have a silver band around my upper right arm, and a ring given to me by RuneSage.
Weapons: Just my hands and boots... well, and Cass. She's my lute. She was made specially for me. Her belly is plated in steel. Makes a really nice 'thud" noise when it hits... I usually keep her strapped to my back in a harness, all it takes to pull her off is a flick at the neck fastening and swinging her around. It's.. quite effective.
Armor: I suppose this would be my leather... I try to move fast enough that I don't need anything heavier.
Magical Items/Artifacts (and their powers): Far as I know none of my stuff glows....
Currency: I carry several forms of currency including jerky... for when I need to barter with a certain Sprite.
Tools/Utensils: Well, I suppose this would include a couple extra tuning pegs for Cass, a spare set of strings...
Books/Scrolls: (Title & Author - If a spell book, then please include spell listing) I don't carry my books with me, I've left them with my dear friend the Rowan.
Food: I have a couple pouches of jerky and chilipeppers in my boots, but those are less for me and more for bartering and bribing.. *laughs softly* I'm pretty good at finding things to eat, so I don't really need to carry it with me.
Medicinal Items/Herbs: I'm not a healer by trade, I leave that to the more able, like TreeSprite.
Are any of your possessions sentient? Goodness, I hope not.. I can't imagine the number of times I've done embarrassing things.. I'd hate to suddenly find out that Cass is telling all the animals while I"m taking a nap.



Character Depth

*Josian listened to his three daughters from across the room, his face a mixture of pride, love, and sadness. His wife sat beside him, quietly reading, one hand placed softly over his. Anga had received her tribal coming of age mark a few months ago, and was ready to spread her wings. Vania and Elseth had mixed feelings, and were both trying to talk his second daughter out of leaving. He chuckled to himself, knowing full well that Anga had made up her mind and that was the end of it. He would not see her for a long while once she left. He knew Anga wouldn't be one to marry in the tribe, wouldn't be one to stay in Nathel d'Creste, her love of learning would take her beyond it's borders. Beyond the forest surrounding it. He knew this when she so easily took to Siliama Haneth and his tutelage. Not to mention learning the lute from Chysian. She'd absorbed it so fully that he had commissioned a special lute for her coming of age, with a beauitful blue finish. As an after thought, he'd had the belly covered in steel, knowing her penchant for running into things. He smiled to himself at this thought and listened to his other daughters attempting to reason with her.*

But Anga, surely you don't really mean to leave Nathel? *Vania looked at her, mildly surprised* I had expected perhaps Elseth to leave.. *she glanced at her youngest sister* No offense Elseth, but you do seem like the family eagle. *she smiled softly and looked back at Anga* I had always expected you to be the one who stayed home, perhaps even join the council.

*Anga shook her head, softly laughing* Really Vania, I had thought about it, but I feel a... a pull. I can't explain it. Maybe it was listening to Silamia talking about his homeland. If you had heard him describing the forests of his home... the color of the leaves, the feel of the grass on his feet, if you had seen the way he smiled... I have to go visit, and then explore. I can't sit here knowing there is so much more out there. *She looked fondly at her older sister* You know I love you, and Nathel d'Creste. But I want to travel. And who knows, maybe I'll find someone made for me the way Ganther was for you.

*At this, Vania gave in, a blush rising across her cheeks.* Well, I certainly can't argue with that. I don't see anyone here who could tolerate you. *she winked and laughed softly* Just promise you'll keep in touch, and stay safe.

*Elseth had sat there quietly, waiting for Vania to finish her futile attempt at changing Anga's mind. Finally Vania grew quiet and Elseth looked at Anga, knowing she would be waiting for what was about to be said. She was determined not to cry, but after glancing at Anga's patient, loving face, her eyes began to water and she threw her arms around her sister.* I don't want you to leave! You'll miss my coming of age celebration... and what about Vania's wedding, and birthdays and *she sniffed as the tears flowed freely* and.. please stay!

*Anga closed her eyes, holding her younger sister tightly, gently stroking her blonde hair. She opened her eyes and saw her father watching her. They exchanged a smile and she turned back to her younger sister, gently pulling her face away so they could look eye to eye.*

I promise I won't leave until after Vania is properly wed, and you have had another birthday. And I promise I will keep in touch. *Elseth nodded, half smiling and Anga kissed her forehead, then took Elseth in her arms for another hug, knowing the next six months would be full of this.*
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