Post by Eris Allisti on Jun 16, 2011 15:44:04 GMT -5
Name: Alice Erysian Kapoor
Nicknames: Eris Allisti
Age: 12
Race: Avian
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Unknown
Type: Gygis alba, or White/Angel Tern, or White Noddy
Ability: Empathy
Attributes: Fragile bones, enhanced speed and strength, along with a beautiful voice (if she sings). Is not yet capable of flight, though has the potential.
Appearance:
Eris is a soft, small creature, barely 4’6 and rather young. She was Hindi/British while human, with the delicate and rounded bone structure of her Hindu mother accompanied by the color-shifting eyes of her father. She is very slight for a child, weighing very little even compared to other Avians her age, and her growth has yet to begin in earnest. Shock white hair that is almost translucent is bound up in braided knots high on her head, though tendrils that she lets hang will still reach her waist. Her skin is a creamy café au lait color when healthy, though it considerably more pale from years with The Scientists. She can read and speak fluent Hindi and English, having grown up with both, and her English has a lilting mix of British and East Indian accents.
Her wings are a subject of pain for her, as they are what her parents cast her out for after she returned from the Laboratories. White and sparkling like crystal or ice, her wings are that of the Angel Tern – hawkish in build like most sea birds and pure white, though slightly more translucent than her bird’s own. As she has little training and is very young, her wings are constantly out, though are bound in delicate threads of silver and pearls (a final gift of her mother before she was ostracized). These same threads wind through her hair, and provide a kind of majestic beauty despite her youth.
Personality: Eris is a shy creature when it comes to social interaction, being very demure and meek around other of her own species, let alone humans and the like. That being said, she speaks little and listens well, sometimes startling others with how intently she focuses. Her eyes are usually wandering, yet can maintain eye contact with little issue when called to attention.
As she is a child, Eris is also rather naïve and trusting, believing that there is no reason to deceive others or harm anyone else. She is pacifistic and honorable, knowing that without trust, the world will never reach Nirvana. She is a practicing Hindu, though much of her beliefs also stem from Buddhism and Shintoism (what is left of these religions in such a desolate future). That being said, aside from the clothes on her back and the strands binding her wings, she has no personal possessions, choosing to leave them all behind along with her human life.
For Eris, her wings are a blessing from the gods, despite having caused her father’s banishment. She views them as a physical aspect of transcending the boundaries of mortal perception, as a gift for the trials she has faced and preparation for more to come. She believes herself no different than others in this regard, though knows (despite her own lack of wisdom) that others will turn to her and she must be prepared to guide them. She hopes only to find a teacher before she is called upon to do so.
History: Born on the coast of India near the former Pakistani border, Eris grew up as Alice Erysian Kapoor in a life of relative comfort with her parents and four elder siblings. They lived out of an ancient city called Lothal, which had been spared much of the bombings of the End War and left a haven for human settlement. When she was born, her parents made a lucrative trade teaching those passing through or staying in their village to read, write, and do basic arithmetic. They also had acquired a stockpile of jewelry in exchange, which they used to purchase what little they couldn’t provide for themselves. In short, they were effectively the village chieftains.
One day, while on an excursion to another site, Alice’s mother saved her from an encounter with an infected creature. Though she was wounded, her mother seemed not to have any sign of infection and the two returned home – shaken, but alive. Soon, however, Alice herself became infected, as did a number of others in the village. Given their position, her parents took her immediately to a local chapter of the Scientists, giving Alice and another of her infected siblings to them in hopes of a cure. She returned three years later, hair changed to stark white and with wings like that of an angel. While her mother was overjoyed to have one of her children back, her father deemed it a mark from God that she had been cursed and cast her from his home. She was ten years old at the time. Without a word of defiance, she succumbed to her father’s will and prepared to leave. Her mother came to her the day she was due to depart and bound her wings with delicate threads of silver and pearls, binding her long white hair in braids with the same. “Her last gift,” she had called them, and wrapped her in a ceremonial white shift before putting her in the care of a trustworthy merchant.
Long after she had left, it was discovered that Alice’s mother had become a carrier for the infection, and she was killed by the village. Afterwards, her father fled. Alice has no knowledge of these events, blissfully being hundreds of miles away by that point.
For two years, Alice has travelled with merchant trades, each one passing her along to someone trustworthy as they made their way along. Somewhere along the way (likely when they appeared in the remains of the Greek islands) she earned the name Eris Allisti, a new name for a new life. She has also heard from her caretakers that there is a clan of people like her somewhere in the world, and she hopes to make her way there someday – whether to learn more about herself or find a new family, she is not entirely sure.
Nicknames: Eris Allisti
Age: 12
Race: Avian
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Unknown
Type: Gygis alba, or White/Angel Tern, or White Noddy
Ability: Empathy
Attributes: Fragile bones, enhanced speed and strength, along with a beautiful voice (if she sings). Is not yet capable of flight, though has the potential.
Appearance:
Eris is a soft, small creature, barely 4’6 and rather young. She was Hindi/British while human, with the delicate and rounded bone structure of her Hindu mother accompanied by the color-shifting eyes of her father. She is very slight for a child, weighing very little even compared to other Avians her age, and her growth has yet to begin in earnest. Shock white hair that is almost translucent is bound up in braided knots high on her head, though tendrils that she lets hang will still reach her waist. Her skin is a creamy café au lait color when healthy, though it considerably more pale from years with The Scientists. She can read and speak fluent Hindi and English, having grown up with both, and her English has a lilting mix of British and East Indian accents.
Her wings are a subject of pain for her, as they are what her parents cast her out for after she returned from the Laboratories. White and sparkling like crystal or ice, her wings are that of the Angel Tern – hawkish in build like most sea birds and pure white, though slightly more translucent than her bird’s own. As she has little training and is very young, her wings are constantly out, though are bound in delicate threads of silver and pearls (a final gift of her mother before she was ostracized). These same threads wind through her hair, and provide a kind of majestic beauty despite her youth.
Personality: Eris is a shy creature when it comes to social interaction, being very demure and meek around other of her own species, let alone humans and the like. That being said, she speaks little and listens well, sometimes startling others with how intently she focuses. Her eyes are usually wandering, yet can maintain eye contact with little issue when called to attention.
As she is a child, Eris is also rather naïve and trusting, believing that there is no reason to deceive others or harm anyone else. She is pacifistic and honorable, knowing that without trust, the world will never reach Nirvana. She is a practicing Hindu, though much of her beliefs also stem from Buddhism and Shintoism (what is left of these religions in such a desolate future). That being said, aside from the clothes on her back and the strands binding her wings, she has no personal possessions, choosing to leave them all behind along with her human life.
For Eris, her wings are a blessing from the gods, despite having caused her father’s banishment. She views them as a physical aspect of transcending the boundaries of mortal perception, as a gift for the trials she has faced and preparation for more to come. She believes herself no different than others in this regard, though knows (despite her own lack of wisdom) that others will turn to her and she must be prepared to guide them. She hopes only to find a teacher before she is called upon to do so.
History: Born on the coast of India near the former Pakistani border, Eris grew up as Alice Erysian Kapoor in a life of relative comfort with her parents and four elder siblings. They lived out of an ancient city called Lothal, which had been spared much of the bombings of the End War and left a haven for human settlement. When she was born, her parents made a lucrative trade teaching those passing through or staying in their village to read, write, and do basic arithmetic. They also had acquired a stockpile of jewelry in exchange, which they used to purchase what little they couldn’t provide for themselves. In short, they were effectively the village chieftains.
One day, while on an excursion to another site, Alice’s mother saved her from an encounter with an infected creature. Though she was wounded, her mother seemed not to have any sign of infection and the two returned home – shaken, but alive. Soon, however, Alice herself became infected, as did a number of others in the village. Given their position, her parents took her immediately to a local chapter of the Scientists, giving Alice and another of her infected siblings to them in hopes of a cure. She returned three years later, hair changed to stark white and with wings like that of an angel. While her mother was overjoyed to have one of her children back, her father deemed it a mark from God that she had been cursed and cast her from his home. She was ten years old at the time. Without a word of defiance, she succumbed to her father’s will and prepared to leave. Her mother came to her the day she was due to depart and bound her wings with delicate threads of silver and pearls, binding her long white hair in braids with the same. “Her last gift,” she had called them, and wrapped her in a ceremonial white shift before putting her in the care of a trustworthy merchant.
Long after she had left, it was discovered that Alice’s mother had become a carrier for the infection, and she was killed by the village. Afterwards, her father fled. Alice has no knowledge of these events, blissfully being hundreds of miles away by that point.
For two years, Alice has travelled with merchant trades, each one passing her along to someone trustworthy as they made their way along. Somewhere along the way (likely when they appeared in the remains of the Greek islands) she earned the name Eris Allisti, a new name for a new life. She has also heard from her caretakers that there is a clan of people like her somewhere in the world, and she hopes to make her way there someday – whether to learn more about herself or find a new family, she is not entirely sure.
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