Post by Iris on Mar 10, 2013 4:10:59 GMT
Iris
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Holds me and sings a lullaby,
She's nice to see and she's soft to touch,
She says, "Cosette, I love you very much."[/b][/size][/font]
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Age: Immortal but appears to be eleven
Species: Legend
Kingdom: Fifth
Occupation: Princess
Playby: Isabelle Allen
Father:
Mother:
Siblings: Amaranthus (older brother) and Belinda (older stepsister)
Other:
Likes:
- Family
- Toys
- Sweets
- Singing
- Nature
Dislikes:
- Cruelty
- Jezebel
- Belinda
- Jealousy
- Arrogance
Strengths:[/size]
- Brave
- Resourceful
- Hard-working
Weaknesses:[/size]
- Naive
- Gullible at times
- Reckless
Personality:[/size][/font] Iris has a genuinely positive outlook on life. Even through her years of being mistreated by her stepmother, it couldn't dampen her spirit. She keeps her hopes and dreams close to her heart and believes that one day, they will be granted. Iris has shown to be quite the clever little girl. It was she who planned their escape from the hands of their stepmother. Iris is brave. That's a simple word to describe her. Her bravery helped her fight for their freedom. She can also be described as persuasive. She tried her best every time her brother grew thirsty and prevented him from drinking the enchanted water.
Nobody is without flaws. Iris is included in this group. Being a young girl, she is childish in a simple word. Occasionally, it can be easy to trick her unless she's seen through a plan. She also has a small habit of rushing into things without thinking. It can be interpreted as either recklessness or bravery. Overall, she can easily read the thoughts of a person due to years trying to avoid the wrath of her stepmother. The ability was needed as it was best to know when Jezebel was going to have one of her fits.
Eyes:[/size] Blue
Hair:[/size] Dirty Blonde
Physique:[/size] Iris has a tiny, thin frame that was credited to her poor treatment as a young child. Her skin is a pale color with a slight blush to her cheeks. Iris's hair is dirty blonde that may look almost brown in some lights. Her hair has a small wave to it that just stops a little after her shoulders. It's a bit of a habit for her to play with her hair when she gets nervous. Her most prominent features are her eyes. Iris's eyes are large and framed by long lashes. They're the bright color of the sky.
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History: [/font]In the early spring just as flowers began appearing in the valleys, a merchant's wife gave birth to a baby girl. The child was named Iris, in honor of the brilliant blue flowers. She grew up adored by her family and was doted on. She had a close relationship with her brother, Amaranthus. The two of them were almost inseparable. When she wasn't playing with her brother, she would be found by her mother's side. Her mother taught her most of the things that she knew. Alas, not everything can stay so peaceful especially in these times.
On their way to the First Kingdom, their group was ambushed in the Third Kingdom. Iris and Amaranthus were put into the hands of a family friend and rushed off. They fled back to the kingdom where they resided and waited for their friends and family to return. Eventually, they did come back. Not all were back including Irene. She was killed by one of the assailants. Her father was left with a wound that would plague him. They tried to put the family back together without Irene. They succeeded but for a short time.
Their father brought home a young widow with a daughter. He told his two children that the two new people were to be their stepmother and stepsister. Jezebel and Belinda seemed fine at first but everything went wrong. Jezebel absolutely detested young Iris since her own daughter was jealous of her. The stepmother slowly forced her stepchildren to be dressed in rags. When the two siblings tried to tell their father, he was supposedly "tired" of seeing his children. It seemed that the only thing he cared about these days were Jezebel and Belinda. This left the children confused. What was to become of them?
After a long time passed, Jezebel showed who she truly was. She was a witch. A witch explained why her father was so indifferent. Jezebel had enchanted him. Slowly, her father became weaker. Iris and Amaranthus tried to make and realize what had happened. Their efforts were in vain. Jezebel killed Galen. Her true face was revealed. Iris and Amaranthus began biding their time. They would be escaping soon. They no longer had anything to keep them here. It was time to find a new home. Iris planned their escape while Amaranthus gathered their supplies.
One day, Jezebel and her daughter, Belinda went riding. The witch was careless enough to believe that the children were simple. That was when they escaped. They didn't know where they were going, just as long as it was far away from that witch. The siblings became lost in a forest but they kept on going. By then, the witch had noticed that they were gone and planned to curse them. The two children came by a brook but it threatened to turn the children into tigers. Iris begged her brother to not drink it, no matter how thirsty he was.
A second brook came and the same happened. Amaranthus again complied with his sister's wish. His thirst grew stronger and when they saw a third brook, he drank it. He had not listened to his sister's plea to not drink it. He was turned into a deer. The two traveled on despite, her brother's new appearance. They had to put some distance between their stepmother. As they rested, a couple stumbled upon them. Iris's reaction was of pure shock. The couple looked like royalty. The woman was especially pretty and Iris couldn't help feeling a pang of sadness. The woman reminded her of Irene, her true mother. The couple adopted the two children as soon as they could. It turned out that the couple ruled the Fifth Kingdom. They were King Adam and Queen Belle. Iris and Amaranthus were given the home that they deserved. Adam and Belle cared for the two children as their own and loved them as that. Iris grew to love them like her real parents.
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Role-play Example:
Elizabeth left her classes with her satchel swing behind her. She enjoyed them. She didn't think classes were like this. From a book she read, classes were meant to be torture. A smile graced her lips. That was a pretty funny story. She headed down toward the lake. She began humming a little tune, careful not to sing and hypnotize anyone nearby. It made it really hard for her to enjoy singing after she found out that she was part mermaid. If she sang with anyone near her, they'd fall under a trance. She finally reached the lake. Even though it was still winter, she didn't fear that she would get cold. Well, she was afraid that she might freeze to death but it wasn't that cold today. The lake always calmed her. Maybe it was because she was of mermaid ancestry that she was attracted to it.
She found a tree in which she could sit under. She leaned her head back. When was the last time she was met with such a peaceful day? Now that she thought about it, it was the day before she left for Beauxbatons. She had been afraid of how Beauxbatons was. She had spent most of her life traveling. What would it be like to just stay in one place? Through the soft patches of snow, she felt something poking at her hand. She lifted her hand and found a flower under it. She gave a sigh. Why did this happen to her? She did admit that it was a beautiful thing to be able to make flowers grow without using a wand but it confused her.
She was an orphan well, in belief since she never knew her mother. She didn't know what her other blood was. A witch and mermaid blood was enough for her. Elizabeth started singing a song that she heard somewhere but couldn't remember where. It soothed her just to sing that song. A sound of ripples startled her out of her daydream. A pebble was thrown into the lake. She immeaditely stopped singing. She didn't want trouble on her first days at Beauxbatons. She stood up and began looking for the source. It revealed to be a girl with blonde hair. "Excuse me but are you okay?" she asked the girl, hoping she hadn't put the girl in a trance. The girl looked a little lonely to her when she realized it.
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Name: Aura
Location: EST
RP Experience: Two years
How You Found Us Alohomora, Splinched V2
Fun Fact About You: I have a habit of tuning a teacher out when what they're talking about bores me.
Credit for template goes to remedysweet of Caution 2.0. and belle of LAR. Made for LEGENDS ARE REAL RPG. All rights reserved. 2010. [/size][/center]