Scarlett Elizabeth Smith
Don't forget that you are unique - just like everyone else.
: Basic:
: Name:
"My name is Scarlett Elizabeth Smith."
Nickname(s):
"I usually go by my first name, Scarlett. My friends call me Scar or Scarlie. Only my father uses my middle name and usually he refers to me as Lizzie. Only those very close to me call me that."
Age :{ 15-19}
"I'm nineteen years old."
Gender:
"Female."
.: Rank:
"I'm a tavern girl, a common peasant. My father owns the towns tavern and inn, The Huntsman. I work there as a bar keep and waitress. My job is keeping the customers happy, if you catch my drift."
.: Kingdom:
"I'm born and raised in Avalon."
.: Birthday:
"My birthday is April 23rd."
.: Love Life:.
.: Relationship Status:
"I'm currently single. I know my father is disappointed, as by nineteen he expected me betrothed. I don't have time for a relationship though. I'm too busy trying to keep my father afloat."
.: Crush:
"I've given up on a crush for the mean time. I always end up falling for people way above my station. Lets face it - fairy tale endings don't happen to people like me in real life do they?"
.: Sexuality:
"I'm straight."
: Additional :.
Personality:
Survivor Above anything else, Scarlett is a survivor. She has this determination burning in her heart to succeed and constantly make life better for everyone around her. She has learned that the easiest way to get by is by shutting everyone else out and focusing on her goals. She will meet any hostility towards her with defiance and resiliance. Her fighting spirit can really come out at these moments.
* * *
Flirtaciousness Scarlett's more flirty side is merely an act; but one she exploits to the best of its potential. Her job as tavern girl pretty much revolves around her smiling sweetly and batting her eyelashes. This act she puts on forces her to come across as quite outgoing, and makes it almost impossible to truly understand what is going on in her head.
History:
"When I was born, my mother Amelie died during childbirth. It was a tragic event, as my twin sister also died during the birth. Throughout my early years, times were hard for my father; as he had to manage the tavern whilst caring for me and my older brother Jacque. As my father was so busy, me and Jacque spent a lot of time together, often riding out into the forest on our small ponies and hunting wood pigeons with makeshift bow and arrows. He always used to dream of being a knight and together we used to practice sword fighting with blunt daggers from the blacksmiths.
Our childhood happiness was not destined to last. One cold winter Jacque caught a fever. As he progressed he began to have fits, breaking out in consecutive hot and cold sweats. Despite being only twelve at the time I looked after my brother, tending to him on bed rest whilst my father ran the tavern below. I did not have to play nursemaid for long. Within four days, my brother was dead. He was only fourteen. I found it hard to cope with, but I grew up because of it. My world became helping my father run The Huntsman. The tavern is our livelihood. When I was sixteen I began to work as a tavern girl, waitressing and charming the punters to make sure the drinks keep flowing. My dress has a lace up corset built in, revealing a lot of cleavage. I don't particularly like the type of drunken vermin it attracts; but if it keeps them buying ale I'll wear it.
Less than a year ago I was faced with a new menace. My father has fallen ill. He won't admit it, but I know. He struggles with the most meagre tasks. Singlehandedly, I am running the tavern as well as illegally hunting in the forests. Our financial instability is no secret; in fact, it is so bad I have resorted to stealing; I have stole goods from the market, broken into people's homes and mugged travelers on the roads at arrow-point. So far, I have not got caught. My plan now, is to try and become a maid, that way; I can steal some valuables from the palace."
Other:
Nope
Don't forget that you are unique - just like everyone else.
: Basic:
: Name:
"My name is Scarlett Elizabeth Smith."
Nickname(s):
"I usually go by my first name, Scarlett. My friends call me Scar or Scarlie. Only my father uses my middle name and usually he refers to me as Lizzie. Only those very close to me call me that."
Age :{ 15-19}
"I'm nineteen years old."
Gender:
"Female."
.: Rank:
"I'm a tavern girl, a common peasant. My father owns the towns tavern and inn, The Huntsman. I work there as a bar keep and waitress. My job is keeping the customers happy, if you catch my drift."
.: Kingdom:
"I'm born and raised in Avalon."
.: Birthday:
"My birthday is April 23rd."
.: Love Life:.
.: Relationship Status:
"I'm currently single. I know my father is disappointed, as by nineteen he expected me betrothed. I don't have time for a relationship though. I'm too busy trying to keep my father afloat."
.: Crush:
"I've given up on a crush for the mean time. I always end up falling for people way above my station. Lets face it - fairy tale endings don't happen to people like me in real life do they?"
.: Sexuality:
"I'm straight."
: Additional :.
Personality:
Survivor Above anything else, Scarlett is a survivor. She has this determination burning in her heart to succeed and constantly make life better for everyone around her. She has learned that the easiest way to get by is by shutting everyone else out and focusing on her goals. She will meet any hostility towards her with defiance and resiliance. Her fighting spirit can really come out at these moments.
* * *
Flirtaciousness Scarlett's more flirty side is merely an act; but one she exploits to the best of its potential. Her job as tavern girl pretty much revolves around her smiling sweetly and batting her eyelashes. This act she puts on forces her to come across as quite outgoing, and makes it almost impossible to truly understand what is going on in her head.
History:
"When I was born, my mother Amelie died during childbirth. It was a tragic event, as my twin sister also died during the birth. Throughout my early years, times were hard for my father; as he had to manage the tavern whilst caring for me and my older brother Jacque. As my father was so busy, me and Jacque spent a lot of time together, often riding out into the forest on our small ponies and hunting wood pigeons with makeshift bow and arrows. He always used to dream of being a knight and together we used to practice sword fighting with blunt daggers from the blacksmiths.
Our childhood happiness was not destined to last. One cold winter Jacque caught a fever. As he progressed he began to have fits, breaking out in consecutive hot and cold sweats. Despite being only twelve at the time I looked after my brother, tending to him on bed rest whilst my father ran the tavern below. I did not have to play nursemaid for long. Within four days, my brother was dead. He was only fourteen. I found it hard to cope with, but I grew up because of it. My world became helping my father run The Huntsman. The tavern is our livelihood. When I was sixteen I began to work as a tavern girl, waitressing and charming the punters to make sure the drinks keep flowing. My dress has a lace up corset built in, revealing a lot of cleavage. I don't particularly like the type of drunken vermin it attracts; but if it keeps them buying ale I'll wear it.
Less than a year ago I was faced with a new menace. My father has fallen ill. He won't admit it, but I know. He struggles with the most meagre tasks. Singlehandedly, I am running the tavern as well as illegally hunting in the forests. Our financial instability is no secret; in fact, it is so bad I have resorted to stealing; I have stole goods from the market, broken into people's homes and mugged travelers on the roads at arrow-point. So far, I have not got caught. My plan now, is to try and become a maid, that way; I can steal some valuables from the palace."
Other:
Nope
