Nickname: Ifrim
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Height: 5.6 feet
Race: Human
Class Savaged Beastmaster
Skills: Interacts, communicates and even whispers with animals and beasts. Some allow it, some don't but most tend to ally with her for short or long periods of time. She may instinctually know the status of a single or a group of animals. During a longer and deeper collaboration with an animal she successivly learns a skill from that particular one. So far she has begun to learn energy-effectiveness and sensitivty from a wild horse that one day just wasn't to be found anymore. He wasn't dead, she knew it in her heart. They were simply done with each other and thus moved on.
Instead a hawk found its way to her and taught her eyes to see sharp enough to distinct a raindrop from the other. Just as sudden as the horse disappeared, the hawk would alight by her side and consequently return to her over a period.
This takes some time to learn, can be dulled out if not continuously used and re-sensitised with practice. No one really knows the process of the learning. There's no "secret conversations" or such between them, only studies, adaption and sensation.
The life in wilderness has taught her the hard way of living: very unrefined way of self-defence but is quick and silent on her feet, may be well hidden if she wishes.
Weakness(es): Minor emotional turbulence and poor in planning. Skills takes a long time to learn and can be lost if not careful.
Equipment: A dagger, s short spear, a collection of tiny knifes and a few potions that will aid her in the interaction with the beasts (e.g. anesthetics, first aid, poison, treats, sedatives)
Personal Quote: "What makes you think I don't appreciate your rubbish?"
Description:
Petite physical appearance with gentle lines and clear features from cold, northern areas.
Personality:
Seems like a relativly normal and poised person on the modest side, shy even, with an earnest cold shoulder and a strong sense of independence. Doesn't have any beastlike habits except that she's earthbound and adaptive to most lifestyles. Under the surface, emotions run high which affects decisions, manners and self-image. All this is mixed with rationality and inner conflicts and some social awkwardness.
Does not often think of the future or the past but keeps focus on one thing at a time. This makes her seem sharp and piercing but don't think of her of a fool because of her linear mind. She is just watching your every move.
History:
She was born inside a farmers house on a rainy day in spring. The fire by their side kept the room warm and she was loved by her mother and father. Freja grew from an infant to a toddler and by that time, the mother started to act strangly, asking questions about how she and the father should get married as if she didn't know they already married ten years ago, or how she wondered why there's a little girl playing in their kitchen. She weakend over the years and died quietly nine years later, as if a shadow slowly swallowed her. Freja could never recall a memory of a healthy mother and the father was ever busy tending her. The once-so-loving man was cold to the daughter, irrationally and successively blamed her for his beloved wifes death.
He sent her away with a strange man that would "teach her a thing or two". That was his last words before he closed the door to the livingroom and she never saw him again. She was twelve by now, shaking as she was looking at the stranger. He simply waited for her to follow him, put her on his wagon and carried off..
Five years went as they travelled the roads, partially lived in the wilderness and traded goods in different towns. Sometimes she was by herself for short periods but mostly with this man. His name was Kai. When she turned seventeen, they parted from eachother as she grew up. Kai is, like the wild horse, out there somewhere.