➹ Eira ➷
[Scent: Flowers, forest-y] ➼ ➳ ➼ [Accent: None ]
[Age: 17] ------ ➼ ➳ ➼ ------ [Gender: Female]
[Sexuality: Heterosexual] ------ ➼ ➳ ➼ ------ [Body Build: Her fat likes to distribute around her thighs, upper arms and breast. Despite not being particularly slender, she is at a healthy weight.]
[Species: Nord] ------ ➼ ➳ ➼ ------ [Armour Type: Fur, but no gloves, shoes, or helm.]
[Skill: Stealth, conjuration, some alchemy, and kinda restoration.] ------ ➼ ➳ ➼ ------ [Factions: None yet.]
》 A young nomadic woman with long, wild blonde hair that is often pulled back into a messy braid, of which she likes to adorn with wildflowers. The texture is dry and a little frizzy, perhaps partly from her carefree tumbles through the woods. Most of what she knows about people is an odd contradicting thing-- Her mother always told her everyone else in the world was evil, and she believed her, but she read books that told her otherwise. Granted, these weren’t great sources as most were akin to old wives tales. Now Eira dreams of being swept away by prince. (or something like that.)
Eira is a ray of sunshine, and it's hard to catch her in a bad mood. Afterall, she has been sheltered from the world all her life. The only person she really knows, is her mother. But even though Eira has a kind heart, not many in the world around her do as well. Often times even though she is careful, she is sometimes too curious for her own good and will unknowingly get herself into dangerous situations.... She is indeed a little child-like, and easily entertained & distractible.
She loves talking, and being alone scares her more than anything. Sadly, her odd personality is not often appreciated so to most she is annoying-- making it difficult for her to find a friend of any kind.
Lucky for her, she is very skilled in the art of ‘running away’ and can disappear into the forest in a flash, in case she wanders too close to bandits. Despite not even owning a pair of shoes…
She has lived in the wilds of Skyrim all her life, and is very capable of using this to her advantage. Some favorite activities of hers include climbing trees, chasing butterflies, and swimming. She’s always full of energy and sometimes just likes to aimlessly run around in the comfort of the forest. She’s semi-nocturnal, though, as the wilds are often safer in the shadows, given you have as much experience as Eira.
Air-headedness and positivity aside, in certain situations one can notice there’s something... wrong about her. This is something that often goes unnoticed by the majority (should she ever encounter anyone, often she travels alone because no one wants anything to do with her lol) but to some it is rather unnerving and eerie.
Her fair skin is freckled with sunspots from time spent outside. Her face is soft, but nothing is particularly stunning about it either. She just seems ordinary, to most at least. She is light on her (often bare)feet and her gift for stealth might have made her an excellent thief. She is a bit gifted with conjuration magic, handy when in trouble. She also carries a dagger and hatchet, but these are usually for practical use.
History: Her entire life she has lived in the wilds of skyrim, traveling throughout with her mother. She learned a great deal about surviving off the wildlife. While often ditsy and immature, she is resilient and has untapped potential.
Years past, she kneeled while tears ran down her face. She held a dying bird in her hands as a child, while beside her a new secret friend wipes her tears away. Leaning in close, they whisper dark things into Eira's ear. And slowly the friend’s hand draws light into the winged creature, and it sparks back to life before fluttering away. Filled with amazement, Eira looks up to the masked one with a newfound fascination.《