Race: Half-elf
Age: Alisia is around fifty years of age, but due to her half-elf blood she looks like she is in her late teens or early twenties.
Gender: Female
Homeland: Years ago there was a town by the name of Heartomb. It was barely a speck on most maps. It contained a few places of trade, but mostly humble farmers and families trying to survive. Then a man in a dark cloak came billowing through, with his followers he killed most of the villagers, kidnapped the children and burned the place to the ground. Heartomb is barely remembered anymore, and comes up from time to time in hushed whispers.
Appearance:
Alisia is blessed with her mother’s fair skin. Her other eleven like qualities include a tall slender body and youth. Her eyes are a steel grey and always have a hard determination and coldness in them. She has light hair. She keeps it short because it is easier to maintain. She dresses for her work which is a mixture of entertaining and thievery.
Personality: Alisia is a rather cold individual. Ridiculed for her unorthodox heritage, she is always wary of newcomers and does not open up easily. She can sound rather bitter, but it is mostly an act to cover up her underlying fragile nature. She works as a gypsy and hates it. She doesn’t like to steal, but with no other way to make a living, she deals with her guilt. No one but her knows that she has hard feelings about it. On the outside she is always cool and collected.
Talents/Skills: Alisia is proficient in twin knives and acrobatics. She is also a mastered thief. She is also a famed belly dancer and acrobat in a gypsy group. She is a survivalist, her cooking skills are not great but she can cook just about anything she can find. She also has a knack for building shelter in the middle of no where.
Weaknesses/Vices: This gypsy half-elf has a temper that shouldn’t be tampered with. This often gets her into trouble, any mention of her heritage or of her profession and she gets set off like a firework. She also has a deep rooted fear of fire. She deals with it for small things like campfires, although she has to admire them from a distance. The fire breather in her troop or fire in close vicinity to her is a complete other story. She also can’t take much of a hit. She is fast and relies on her acrobatic body to evade most attacks as she attacks with her blades quickly. When she is hit however it can be quite damaging. She has a soft spot for children and will risk almost anything in order to save one.
Likes/Dislikes: Alisia is a fan of warm weather and lilies. She also is a fan of children. She dislikes winter, men in dark cloaks, fire and thievery.
Equipment: She wears her belly dancer costume (see picture above) and wields double blades. Her fighting style relies mostly on her ability to evade and strike quickly. She carries a heart shaped pendent that is very dear to her. She travels light; all other equipment includes a small knapsack filled with gold pieces, some food, and other items essential for survival.
Background Story: Alisia was born of an eleven mother and a human father. She was not planned and although her parents were deeply in love, it was a forbidden love. They spent one wild night together during a spring festival and parted ways. When Alisia was born, she was a disgrace to the eleven village of which her mother was born. The only way her mother could stay with her kind and keep her immortality was to get rid of her child. She traveled to Heartomb where her lover lived. After much pleading he promised his eleven love that he would care for the child. Her mother left and was not seen or heard from since. Alisia grew normally, just like any other mortal child. She made friends and no one knew of her unlikely lineage. She loved her father very much, and cherished him. She spent her days playing with a dear friend of hers, by the name of Vaughn. They grew up together, best friends from the day they met as toddlers. When she was ten years old, a man in dark clothes came to their village; she did not understand what was going on. His men massacred most who lived in the village, and trapped all the children under the age of 13 in cages. The dark man grabbed Alisia and gazed into her eyes and in that moment knew she was not human.
“A half breed?” he snickered. “A half-elf is of no use to me. However, I will not have the murder of a child on my conscious. If your mind is not destroyed by today’s events, you will live to breathe another day.” He caught her house on fire and left her. She didn’t know where to go or what to do the house was getting hot. The fire burned her. Alisia was terrified and confused, she found her father gasping for air in a pool of his own blood. She drug him out of the house and into the fresh air, sobbing the entire time. She hoped desperately that her strength would not give out.
Soon she had him out in the clearing, watching as the rest of the houses followed suit and were set ablaze. It was in those moments that he confessed her linage to her. He told her how much he loved her mother, and how much he loved her, and painfully passed in Alisia’s arms. Her blue dress was blood soaked and tear-stained. Not knowing what to do the girl wandered for quite some time.
When she got hungry, and had no one to help her, she did the only thing she knew to do. She survived, if that meant stealing to do it, so be it. There was only one thing on her mind. She had to find the man in black, face her fears, and maybe if she was lucky she would find Vaughn still alive.
Favorite Food: Potatoes in any form