Laor Auberon

[Laor]

Player Name: Sky
Name: Laor Auberon
Age: 20, but only appears to be in her mid to late teens.
Race: Mutt. Quarter human, quarter elf, half faerie.
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 110
Physical Description:
Like many other part elves, her frame could be described as slight, but her faerie, and arguably her human blood lines shorten her from where most elven women stand to an average, if not petite, height. At a resting state, which is the majority of the time, her skin holds a dark tan with a golden undertone which contrasts sharply against long, stark white hair and green eyes, the shades of which rarely occur in nature. There is no doubt that she is not entirely human, especially when the tips of her long pointed ears peek out from beneath her tresses, and there is a strangeness to her body proportion that makes her limbs seem a bit too long for her torso and her fingers almost a bit too long for her hands. It takes a fine, artistic eye to place the cause of her willowy appearance.

Holistically, her face is attractive, perhaps more so to those who find themselves adoring the beauty of elven or faerie women, though she has more rounded features than her elven kin. This, in addition to her vanity which keeps her attending to her own appearance in every reflective surface she can find, Laor keeps herself as prim and pristine as the situation allows for.

Possessions: Laor in her own right is dirt poor, though she does her best to hide it. With her she has taken in to the city, or amassed during her stay, two trunks full of clothing for varying occasions, mostly her performances. With varied outfits and a small collection of costume, sometimes tacky jewelry, it’s obvious that Laor has a love of shiny, flashy things. She only has two pairs of shoes: one pair of worn black boots for traveling and one pair of white dress shoes.

She has one dagger, rusty and cheap, that she sometimes she keeps on her person, little use that it would do her. Laor also keeps a few bishani on her person to afford food or drink from time to time.

Powers or Strengths:
-Laor is a beautiful dancer and always had a good understanding of appearance, proportion, and muscle control. Physical strength is not her forte, but stamina is. Her endurance and unwillingness to give up is partially due to her hard-headedness (which is at times, completely illogical).
-On the whole, though, Laor has above average intelligence but was only educated to the point of literacy. Her abilities lay in her common sense.
-Her mixed blood gives her a good natural ability with magic, and she is a fast learner, assuming she ever actually sits down to learn anything. Changing physical characteristics is a long practiced talent of hers; she can hold these false appearances for long periods of time. Levitation is a newly forming feat that she is, so far, less skilled at.
-Laor, for some reason due to her mixed blood, also has a strange attraction to flora and fauna; she is convinced that someday she’ll be able to communicate fully to animals of all sorts. As of yet, this isn’t entirely true.

Weaknesses:
Laor’s stature puts her at an obvious disadvantage in most physical altercations, and her knowledge of self defense is cursory at best. In her is a mounting paranoia that perhaps she may be black bagged and judged at the Hall for her surreptitious and superficial use of magic with whatever punishments to follow, but she lacks the resources to leave Marn. The majority of the money she makes is almost immediately spent on her addiction to psychotic drugs, and this addiction has sucked from her a real will to leave. She has no ties to anyone outside of Marn, save for a presumably dead mother and half brother, and very few ties to any in the city. Nevertheless, a few relationships and a morally ambiguous but paying job are still better than nothing in the dark and inhospitable world outside of the city. She is easily described as maladjusted, and her mental wellbeing is questionable at best.

History:
Laor was unfortunate enough to be born in Thar Shaddin (and that’s exactly how perceives the situation), specifically a decrepit home in Shim. Located on a plot of land that wasn’t exactly fruitful, Laor mucked around in the dirt for the majority of her life trying to coax seeds to grow into crops that would either put food on the table or a few bishani in the pockets of her mother.

There was never any real masculine figure in Laor’s life. Her own father, proving the local stereotype that faeries have no understanding of the concept of responsibility, left Laor’s half elven-half human mother shortly after discovering she was pregnant. Nevertheless, Laor was still given his surname, Auberon, practically ensuring herself as a black sheep in her majority human-or-elven community. Some years later, Laor’s mother married another half-elf. He was shifty, withdrawn, and some decades her senior. Together they bore a son, Laor’s younger brother. This delighted Laor to no ends – she had some little creature to play tricks on now.

Early in their childhoods, this father came and went more often with the excuse that better work and better money came outside of Shim. Trips began to take longer. Days turned to weeks, weeks to months. Eventually, he would leave for up to three years before checking in on his family. Family bonds were dissolving. Laor's brother was coming into his own, and her mother was often depressed and broken hearted. By this point, Laor herself had begun to step out into the world – taking odd jobs about town, even serving at the local inn to garner something extra to help her household.

On one of her step-father’s prolonged absences, Laor’s mother became ill. Whatever disease it was slowly and painfully crippled her. Laor’s half-brother left the homestead, insisting he knew where his father had gone, and vowing to return with some sort of help. The promise was empty. Laor’s mother passed on within months due to a failing heart with the two male members of her family still missing (or worse) and debt collectors demanding repayment for years of loans. After burying her mother, Laor packed what belongings she had along with what she now inherited and bitterly made way for Marn to start a new life.

Upon arrival, Laor made use of her only marketable skill: sexuality. What little morals she had kept her from being a common street walker, and she managed to implore the owners of the Ale Star to take her in as an entertainer and server. Unfortunately, her line of work subjected her to an introduction to the city’s drugs. Most of her earnings have either been squandered on achieving a high or getting drunk, sometimes both which has led to several close calls to date.

[Frug]

Approved.