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_Chevaeil_______________

Full Name: Chevaeil Mal
Nickname: None (Try not to pronounce the "a" and you'll be fine).
Appearance: She has a peculiar little taste in fashion - the heavier the better, evidently. Chevaeil has her hood up, her gloves taut, her jacket zipped, and her total opposition directed at any notion of an alternative choice of attire - though she admits to their hindrance. Of particular irk is their warmth.
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Orientation: Bisexual
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 130 lbs
Hair Color: Black.
Eye Color: Black.
Complexion: Judging by what is spared by her sense of style (or lack thereof)? Light and clear.
Physique: Somewhat athletic, in accordance with her past training for knighthood.

Likes:
-Thick clothes.
-Cold water.
-Approval.

Dislikes:
-Hot weather.
-Sharp things.

Citizenship: Pandorian

Personality: Cheerful, playful, and determinedly helpful, Chevaeil seems keen on establishing an image of polite yet total happiness. She chuckles often, smiles when others talk, and keeps herself chipper whenever she can - a perpetual icon of total amity. She's the picture of welcome, a prolonged hello. Like a happy photograph, immortalized.
Somewhat a coward. Her capacity for courage and drive is lacking at best, and she shies away from confrontation. Though she may not fully realize it herself, Chevaeil often sees little means to defend herself beyond merely taking the punches. Taking the punches and pretending they aren't happening, hanging on to the fragile but encouraging belief that some things can simply be accepted and ignored.

"I wanted to help. That's all I ever wanted.
I suppose the Gods had something else in mind."

Strengths:
-Knowledge of Runae Maig.
-Familiarity with Combat Tactics.


Weaknesses:
-Quick to tire.
-Quick to run.
-Easily discouraged.
-Low tolerance for pain.

History:
Born the daughter of a charismatic Ser, Chevaeil was quickly introduced to the career she would pursue for most of her life; as a Ser serving the Gastonian for "the safety and peace of Pandora and her people," as her mentor so often said. As such, her childhood consisted of determined pursuit to someday become a Ser herself, guided and subsequently trained by her own father, now retired. As she aged, she became learned in the use of Runae Maig and armed combat alike, progressively and determinately molding herself to the form of her own hard sought dream and ambition.

"A Ser protects, does she not? It was my most sincerest dream."

At the age of 18, as she neared the fulfillments for an entry level Ser, Chevaeil ceased her studies completely.

San`taic: None.

Image ©Studio Shaft, edited poorly.
I know some of it's dreadful. I'll fix it and pretty it up later. >> And I'll make up for it. Just figured it was better to leave what I had instead of waiting any longer.

Chevaeil Mal's Story