First Name: Rhiannon
Last Name: Fairchild
Nickname: None.
Age: 20
Birthday: December 24th
Gender: Female
Class: Peasant
Relationship Status: Single, and probably always will be.
Crushes: Not any, as far as we know.
Friends: Not any, as far as we know.
Enemies: Many royals
Appearance: Very tall for a female, appoximately 5'9", she has long dark hair that flows down to her waist that she usually leaves down or braids back. She always wears what appears to be weather roughened riding clothes. Never dresses. She claims it 'restricts her movements'. Her eyes are a surprising deep blue and her skin is the color of cream. She has roughened hands from stable work and sword play.
Personality: Rhiannon claims, "I'm not easy to get along with, especially if I don't like you, so I suggest you move along.". She is often found alone or in the stables with horses, as she believes she likes horses more often than their rider. She can have her kind moments toward humans when you think that heart of eyes may be thawing, but you can never be too sure with her. She doesn't make friends easily and often would rather be alone. She also is a talented swordswoman and enjoy that, she's not very good at archery, but she can get by. She fights with duel swords and some wicked looking hunting daggers she refuses to say how she aquired.
Likes: Swordplay, horses, music, hunting, sometimes even people.
Dislikes: Archery, dancing, getting dolled up, being told that she isn't good enough.
Hobbies: Horseback riding and practicing swordsmanship
Skills: Horseback riding, training, and practicing swordsmanship. She's a firm believer this is all she can do.
Family: None living, unless you count her dapple-grey, three year old Andalusian colt she's training.
Brief History: Rhiannon was actually born into a royal family which died out when her father passed on, he said he would never leave it to his only child, a girl named Rhiannon, so as time went on, her castle vanquished and she was left alone with no one to take her in. Her father had passed on quickly when he fell ill that summer.
Rhiannon eventually took off from the empty castle, some people recognizing her royal last name and trying to buy her off - or kill her off, so she eventually dropped it and went simply by her first name - Rhiannon. She new criss-crosses the country on the back of her colt, usually staying in the woods unless she gets a job working in a stables as she isn't all that agreeable with humans. Her new stop is Camelot and she intends to see what is has in store.
Last Name: Fairchild
Nickname: None.
Age: 20
Birthday: December 24th
Gender: Female
Class: Peasant
Relationship Status: Single, and probably always will be.
Crushes: Not any, as far as we know.
Friends: Not any, as far as we know.
Enemies: Many royals
Appearance: Very tall for a female, appoximately 5'9", she has long dark hair that flows down to her waist that she usually leaves down or braids back. She always wears what appears to be weather roughened riding clothes. Never dresses. She claims it 'restricts her movements'. Her eyes are a surprising deep blue and her skin is the color of cream. She has roughened hands from stable work and sword play.
Personality: Rhiannon claims, "I'm not easy to get along with, especially if I don't like you, so I suggest you move along.". She is often found alone or in the stables with horses, as she believes she likes horses more often than their rider. She can have her kind moments toward humans when you think that heart of eyes may be thawing, but you can never be too sure with her. She doesn't make friends easily and often would rather be alone. She also is a talented swordswoman and enjoy that, she's not very good at archery, but she can get by. She fights with duel swords and some wicked looking hunting daggers she refuses to say how she aquired.
Likes: Swordplay, horses, music, hunting, sometimes even people.
Dislikes: Archery, dancing, getting dolled up, being told that she isn't good enough.
Hobbies: Horseback riding and practicing swordsmanship
Skills: Horseback riding, training, and practicing swordsmanship. She's a firm believer this is all she can do.
Family: None living, unless you count her dapple-grey, three year old Andalusian colt she's training.
Brief History: Rhiannon was actually born into a royal family which died out when her father passed on, he said he would never leave it to his only child, a girl named Rhiannon, so as time went on, her castle vanquished and she was left alone with no one to take her in. Her father had passed on quickly when he fell ill that summer.
Rhiannon eventually took off from the empty castle, some people recognizing her royal last name and trying to buy her off - or kill her off, so she eventually dropped it and went simply by her first name - Rhiannon. She new criss-crosses the country on the back of her colt, usually staying in the woods unless she gets a job working in a stables as she isn't all that agreeable with humans. Her new stop is Camelot and she intends to see what is has in store.
