I would like to adopt a new friend!(Name and Number of the Tier 1) #172 Deirdre
Adjective to describe them: solemn
Star Sign and/or Birthday: Scorpio / October 30th
Gender (optional): Female
Pronouns (optional): She / Her
Your Toyhou.se (link or PM me) (optional): LilykittenAdditional info (optional): (Uh sorry for the sad story and the long read!)
She was born into a ruined kingdom and a corrupt royal family. Her mother ran rampant doing what she wished with no consequences to herself. Her family line was a powerful one. It was how they had risen to power, and stayed there for so long. The magic in their blood meant everything. They could summon storms or convince a person to do anything. So despite how many disasters strike people still migrated to live there. Even bread was a commodity when nothing could grow for long. The reputation of their family kept the other kingdoms striving to stay within their favors.
Deirdre is the youngest of seven. She never even got to see her father before he mysteriously disappeared after a heated dispute between him and her mother. She was born on what was considered an unlucky day. Her mother was unbelievably superstitious and she would go on to say that the day she was born meant that Deirdre was destined to fail. It didn't help her that she was born prematurely and so was weaker than her older siblings. That night her mother threw her to the side telling one of the maids to care for her. All of the staff were either too terrified to touch her due to her mother's ways or they thought everything her mother did and thought she was worthless too. Only a young maid from the same land as her father took care of her out of adoration of her father.
She grew up being forgotten. Her mother simply didn't want to accept her as hers and so did nothing to acknowledge her. She didn't even have to hide her face. No one paid attention to her after all. When she was younger she trained in the fields with the ever-shifting guards. She could see her own face still even if seemingly no one else could, and she knew who she was. No number of years could erase how similar she looked to her mother. All of her other siblings grew up angrily or tiredly constantly having to fight each other to be able to get the perks of being the favorite. Some of them even ran off never to be seen again. She took after her mother in two ways: her fiery temper and immense talent for fighting. Her magic only came in waves and bursts not bending to her will as her mothers did, but it was there.
Without the constant stress and pressure, she was left to hone her skills in her own way, not her mother's way. All the years she directed her endless anger and frustration towards creating a passionate resentment towards her mother. She let it build and build. She harvested its power for motivation to keep striving to be better. She had nothing else to do with no access to any books or reading so she simply fought and fought. When the day came for her mother to choose an heir her mother planned a great tournament to take place. Knowing this was her one and only chance, she showed up in the midst of it all a sword in hand. That morning she stepped out of bed the halls filled with noise, and by nightfall, it had gone silent. The only memory she has of the whole event is the face of her smiling mother, no remorse in her eyes.
In the absence of anyone else, she took power. With her vengeance achieved her anger fizzled out. She didn't have anything else to fight for, but she could see the sudden desperation in her people's eyes. No more were their heads filled with fantasies, and they wandered aimlessly. She was only able to gain the trust of a few. Most only saw her family in her face now. She could too. She didn't blame them. So she began wearing a mask to ease their fears. Despite all her attempts, she knew she wasn't cut out to lead. All she knew how to do was fight, and she didn't have much motivation to do much else. So she stepped down ending her family's reign. She attempted to be the general of their diminishing army, but she couldn't muster the trust needed for such a position.
She found she was happiest just exploring. In distant lands, no one knew her. They could look to her and see an actual person. She could learn about who she was without her past weighing on her shoulders affecting her every decision. She didn't even look back to see how her kingdom was doing. She believed it was better off without her anyway. Her whole perspective on the world shifted and she found her favorite color was green, and that she was awful at humor. She loves trying the fresh bread of every village she visits. All of the recipes are usually ever so slightly different! It wasn't like she could taste the difference a whole lot, but it has to matter! Right? She refuses to ever drink, but she enjoys being around others who do drink. Just being surrounded by laughing people never fails to make her laugh too. Even if she didn't get the joke. She was taken care of, and she tried to take care of others. She knew from experience how hard life could be after all. Among her things she keeps on her the dress she wore the day of the tournament, and she often still wears her mask to comfort herself. She promises herself that when she is okay with all that has happened she will throw it away or she will put it on if she is needed to fight for someone else's behalf.
Her favorite flowers are Asian bleeding-hearts
Please enhance my friend!(Name and number of your Tier 1) Annabell #158
Short personality description: She is very quiet and peaceful. She is sort of awkward when forced to do social interaction, but there are a few people she can open up to. A part of her problem is that she has trouble trusting others. On the other hand, she is very loving when it comes to animals or plants. She is usually quite content.
Hobby/Hobbies: Her main hobby is planting and growing, but she also enjoys walking through the forests surrounding her home. She has some notebooks and sketchbooks that she brings with her so she is able to take notes and sketches of the wildlife around her. She keeps these books and pencils and things in a sachel she keeps on her.
Quirk(s): Whenever she comes across an injured animal she can't help but try to help them. She also laughs when nervous in social interactions.
Sexuality (optional): Homosexual
Additional info (optional): Have a lovely day!
Your Toyhou.se (link or PM me) (optional): Lilykitten