Overview
Name: Aless Frostborn
Species: Half-elf
Age: 92
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 160 lbs
Hair: Silver
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Fair
Occupation: Mercenary commander turned farmer
Place of Birth: Vel Anir
Affiliation: None
Home: A village called Laweden.
Appearance
Aless is not the great towering warrior that some stories of her claim she is. Instead, the half-elf is a lean, iron-muscled woman who generates much of her power through flexibility. Her body is littered with scars, many of them fading with age, but most are on the front of her body. She moves lightly, like a dancer. The soldier of fortune wears her elven features as an act of defiance. There are threads of silver now taken over her hair and she looks as though she has finally entered her middle years.
Skills and Abilities
While she utterly lacks any grasp of magic, Aless is an incredibly proficient warrior given her 75 or so years in constant strife. She prefers in particular an aggressive, even brutal, style of swordsmanship that few can evade or match. Her weapons of choice are spear and shield, two-handed longsword, and her seax. These days, however, she often stays her hand where once she would have leaped to combat. She still trains fiercely, but tempers herself with the tasks of farming and general village life.
She is not a scholar, able to read only as much as required to understand troop movements, requisition orders, and combat logistics. She has a honed tactical mind, but is limited sharply by the lack of schooling.
Personality
While Aless often comes across as brusque or sometimes cold, there is an element of her that cares deeply about others. She sincerely wishes to atone for her brutal past, but finds it difficult to let go of the world that was almost her entire life. She conducts herself as honorably as she can, abiding by her own sort of chivalry. Her sense of humor is most often seen in sarcasm or intentional understatement, but can emerge in its full dark glory if given the opportunity.
Biography & Lore
Born in Vel Anir as the daughter of an elven prostitute, Aless had little in the way of family. Her father was rumored to be some notable general who visited her mother on several occasions, leaving tears in his wake. Aless spent much of her early life as the kicked hound of a child, treated with suspicion and disdain for most of her life beneath the shadows of those walls. Her mother set about ensuring that her daughter would have a life very different than her own. She filled Aless’s thoughts and dreams with the beauty of Falwood, hope of returning there.
The world had other plans. Aless found herself fighting more and more, scrapping for survival, appearing back at the brothel with cut knuckles and black eyes. It made her stronger, just as her resentment and drive to prove herself hardened her resolve. She was given the opportunity of a lifetime at 14, something she did not expect: actual training, from a lieutenant in Vel Anir’s army. It began as a joke and a cruel one at that, but Aless took to the lessons in combat like a bird to wing, which earned her the grudging respect of her tutor.
Knowing she would never be allowed to join the army, Aless bid her farewells and left home, falling in with a mercenary company called the Grey Watch. She fought under many different banners for many, many years until the seasoned veteran was vicious and cunning enough to win more battles than she lost. Some started calling her “Lady” out of respect for her skill, though she does not possess a drop of noble blood to her knowledge.
Sevem decades of strife and destruction along with the cumulative loss of people she loved were enough to convince Aless that she needed to retire and change her ways. Currently, she makes her way in the world as a humble farmer, struggling to contain the song of war in her veins.
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References
https://chroniclesrp.net/threads/shattered-retreat.1022/
Name: Aless Frostborn
Species: Half-elf
Age: 92
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 160 lbs
Hair: Silver
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Fair
Occupation: Mercenary commander turned farmer
Place of Birth: Vel Anir
Affiliation: None
Home: A village called Laweden.
Appearance
Aless is not the great towering warrior that some stories of her claim she is. Instead, the half-elf is a lean, iron-muscled woman who generates much of her power through flexibility. Her body is littered with scars, many of them fading with age, but most are on the front of her body. She moves lightly, like a dancer. The soldier of fortune wears her elven features as an act of defiance. There are threads of silver now taken over her hair and she looks as though she has finally entered her middle years.
Skills and Abilities
While she utterly lacks any grasp of magic, Aless is an incredibly proficient warrior given her 75 or so years in constant strife. She prefers in particular an aggressive, even brutal, style of swordsmanship that few can evade or match. Her weapons of choice are spear and shield, two-handed longsword, and her seax. These days, however, she often stays her hand where once she would have leaped to combat. She still trains fiercely, but tempers herself with the tasks of farming and general village life.
She is not a scholar, able to read only as much as required to understand troop movements, requisition orders, and combat logistics. She has a honed tactical mind, but is limited sharply by the lack of schooling.
Personality
While Aless often comes across as brusque or sometimes cold, there is an element of her that cares deeply about others. She sincerely wishes to atone for her brutal past, but finds it difficult to let go of the world that was almost her entire life. She conducts herself as honorably as she can, abiding by her own sort of chivalry. Her sense of humor is most often seen in sarcasm or intentional understatement, but can emerge in its full dark glory if given the opportunity.
Biography & Lore
Born in Vel Anir as the daughter of an elven prostitute, Aless had little in the way of family. Her father was rumored to be some notable general who visited her mother on several occasions, leaving tears in his wake. Aless spent much of her early life as the kicked hound of a child, treated with suspicion and disdain for most of her life beneath the shadows of those walls. Her mother set about ensuring that her daughter would have a life very different than her own. She filled Aless’s thoughts and dreams with the beauty of Falwood, hope of returning there.
The world had other plans. Aless found herself fighting more and more, scrapping for survival, appearing back at the brothel with cut knuckles and black eyes. It made her stronger, just as her resentment and drive to prove herself hardened her resolve. She was given the opportunity of a lifetime at 14, something she did not expect: actual training, from a lieutenant in Vel Anir’s army. It began as a joke and a cruel one at that, but Aless took to the lessons in combat like a bird to wing, which earned her the grudging respect of her tutor.
Knowing she would never be allowed to join the army, Aless bid her farewells and left home, falling in with a mercenary company called the Grey Watch. She fought under many different banners for many, many years until the seasoned veteran was vicious and cunning enough to win more battles than she lost. Some started calling her “Lady” out of respect for her skill, though she does not possess a drop of noble blood to her knowledge.
Sevem decades of strife and destruction along with the cumulative loss of people she loved were enough to convince Aless that she needed to retire and change her ways. Currently, she makes her way in the world as a humble farmer, struggling to contain the song of war in her veins.
Picture
[[Trying to find the source]]
References
https://chroniclesrp.net/threads/shattered-retreat.1022/