Name:
Avira Euthymius
Gender:
Female
Age:
18 years old
Race:
Mortal
Role:
Human
Orientation:
Straight
Status:
Single
Appearance:
Avira stands at the small height of 4'4' and weighs exactly 119 lb. She has a slim figure with soft, light creamy skin that contrasts with her wild wavy dark brown hair. Rimmed by long thick lashes her eyes are an unsettling light green that at times look almost cat like and feral when she’s disturbed or angered. Avira hardly ever wears any makeup except for the occasional lip gloss or eyeliner but she doesn’t usually bother. Her choice of clothing is along the lines of comfortable and has no specific color range. Now, that isn’t to say she doesn’t wear any other type of clothing. On the contrary, her foster mother dresses her up in cute frilly dresses and feminizes her daughter as much as she can, when she can and however she can.

Personality:
Avira has a gentle and caring nature about her. She helps all those she can even if she might not know them. She feels the need to give everyone a chance and believes that there is good in everyone however small the amount may be. She trusts easily causing her to be very naïve and almost easy to manipulate. Despite that, Avira is quite smart and may already know that she is being used but she always hopes that the person will have a change of heart.
Avira’s smiles are quick to conjure up but that doesn’t mean they’re all real. Her past has made her very sensitive and you could say that she is a vulnerable type of person- emotion wise mostly. She’s the type of person that hides her emotions so well you’d almost never notice if something was wrong with her- the reason she hides her emotions is because she doesn’t want to burden other people with them. Overall, Avira is a very sweet nice girl with a huge cracked heart. Always thinking of others but never about herself.

Hobbies:
Reading
Art
Piano
Cooking
Knitting

Dislikes:
Arguments
Fights
Alcohol (of the drinking variety)
Fire
Money
Yelling
The Dark

Likes: [At least 4]
Animals
Flowers
Kids
Art
Dead Roses

History:
Avira was born in a homey little town a ways of from a city. Her mother was a kind woman but she couldn’t say the same about her father. He was an alcoholic that abused her mother and when her mother couldn’t protect her he’d beat her as well. He dictated their lives and was a very jealous man, accusing her mother of being a ‘tramp’ when she looked anywhere that wasn’t his way. The beating, fights, arguments, and torture continued for 13 years of her life… then came that day. Her mother had packed all their things to runaway but her father caught them before they even left the door. Her parents screamed at each other while she had curled up in a corner crying. Then he took one of his bottles of alcohol and smashed it against her mother’s head over and over again until the bottle was no more. Avira had entered into shock, her body paralyzed as she watched the life and blood seep out of her mother. But it didn’t stop there. Her father turned toward her with a nasty smile and he advanced. She bolted up and tried to reach the pantry before he did but he trapped her against the wall. He grabbed for something to hit her with, which ended up being a bottle of cleaning chemicals. He hit her with it many times. One of those hits happened to be aimed at her head and as it did it cracked and its contents spilled over her face- worse yet, into her eyes. The police came in then, barging in and rescuing her from near death. But after that day she wasn’t able to see. The chemicals had affected her sight and she lived in a world of darkness.
After that she was adopted by a rich couple. She was taught the refinements of being a lady and lived well enough. Avira was a bit solitary for a while but she grew to be very sociable since it was a requirement with her new social status. She still had nightmares that she felt never ended- especially since when she woke up she was still shrouded in darkness. She stayed blind until she was 16 years old, when her foster parents arranged to have her eyes operated. Many treatments had to be made afterward but she could see again just fine by the age of 17. She lives quite nicely still but sometimes her past follows her like a shadow.