Description
Name : Gwyn Rowe
Age : 127 (appears in her early twenties)
Birthday : 12/23
Gender : Female
Height : 5'5ft (167cm)
Race : Dark Elf
Class : Scout
Occupation : Runaway/Travler
City : Reluir
Allegiance : Koben Empire
Personality:
Caring_
Growing up with a sick brother who she had to look after most of her days she automatically developed a caring side.
She loves taking care of people and always need to assure herself that all her loved ones are all healthy and well.
Energetic_
Gwyn has always had alot of energy to spare and thus is always going towards a goal and wont quit unless the task has been completed.
She hates sitting still and will always try and do several things at the same time so she's not wasting any time or energy.
Immature_
Gwyn never saw her self as an "adult" not even at 100 years old. She knows when to show her mature side, but she will always try to go around it.
She loves to play around and joke about everything, so much so that it has driven away alot of potential friends.
Indecisive_
Making decisions has never been Gwyns strong side. Making up her mind even for simple small tasks can take hours at the time and especially when it's most dire.
Coming up with a decision is so much to ask of her that she 9/10 times makes it out of impulse and things usually go sour.
History:
Coming from a simple quite ordinary family Gwyns life was pretty normal, except from one small detail, her younger borther was very sick.
He was unable to walk and talk propperly. They had tried to make everything as comfortable as they could for him, but there were only so much they could do at his state.
Gwyns parents were hardworking people which wouldn't allow them much time to take care of their son. Therefore that job went to Gwyn.
Which she didn't mind in the slightlest, she loved her brother and enjoyed spending time with him. Also by directing her focus on him she didn't have to focus on her constant struggle with life.
She had been fired from countless jobs and careers, failed several relationships both personally and profesionally, and didn't have the slightlest idea of who or what she wanted to be.
She wanted out, out to find whatever she was looking for. However, the current situation wouldn't allow her to do so. Her parents were a constant support and only wished the best for their daughter,
but she also knew how she must've been a burden and worry for them. It hurt to stay, but it would also hurt to leave like this. So she stayed and kept pushing through new jobs and studies.
She also, however, kept failing them.
On her 100th year her brother passed away quite expectedly. With him, Gwyns reason to stay also passed. After a few weeks of self-peptalks and convincing speaches,
she packed a few necceseties and left a simple note for her parents, and quickly left before they returned.
"Leaving to find my own reason. Don't wait up.
Love, Gwyn."
Because Gwyn had little to no expirience in travels she would go by road and not hidden forest paths. This way she would run into groups of people on their own travels all the time.
She had brought with her all her savings from all her failed jobs in her past which would last her quite a bit. However, those savings wouldn't keep her from the possible dangers of travling alone,
and therefore felt it safer to ask others to join them. As a human shield if you will. Most people had their witts about them and wouldn't let a stranger into their group,
let alone a dark elf. There was some who let her join, most with bad intentions such as human trade or in the more lustfull way which she would soon come to realize.
This way she learned to think twice before joining any kind of group who would accept her request in the blink of an eye again.
Upon joining a group of travlers she would go where they went. This could be all over the Empire, which she didn't mind as she had nowhere in particular to go.
She learned alot from joining different people, where someone would sing on their journeys, some would sit in complete silence. Where some would spend hours on hunting and preparing a meal,
some would not care what it tastes like aslong as it kept them going. She also learned what would give you energy for hours and what would give you red spots on your body that would itch for days.
She learned to only buy her things from respectable sources and not from the shady man on the street who promised you "it would be worth it" and then get thrown in town prison over the night for possible theft.
She also learned which animals to pick a fight with and which to run from. Know your strength as they say.
Long story short after many many years of jumping from groups to groups she learned most of tips and tricks to keep yourself alive while going on journies and had learned enough to be able to keep herself alive.
Additional info :
– more than often cracks jokes of the sexual sort to make others uncomfortable
RP Preference : Notes