Michelle Amantia - French_Fri - 19-02-2013
MICHELLE AMANTIA
Currenty - Worried sick over Val
Age- 27
Gender- Female
Birthday- 19th (Monthly)
Height- 5'5
Weight- 130lbs.
Michelle, being the child of a wealthy family, has always cared about her appearance. She has dark purple hair, using dye that she make to turn it from its natural brown, to the purple color that she prefers. Her eyes are a misty grey, and she has a moderate skin color. She is currently in a pair of work clothes, but she would rather be in a dress. Her build is rather petite and dainty.
[spoiler=Personality / Traits]Overview - Meeting her on the street, she looks like a standard, spoiled rotten, drama queen. However, due to events in the past 7 years, being on her own, and doing things for herself, has changed her. She is a good, kind-hearted person, and will often go oqkut of her way to make other people feel the same joy she does. Michelle does still have a bit of that "I'm important" look and attitude however.
Positive +
Generouse
-Optomistic
-Honest
-Friendly
-Kind
-Polite
-Intelligent
Neutral /
-Perfectionist (With her clothing)
-Workaholic
-Know - it - all (Clothing)
-Pasafist
-Non-religious
Negative -
-Fear of Spiders
-Dislikes Filth
-Gossiper
-Vengeful
-Manipulative[/spoiler]
Advanced
Sewing
Tailoring
Intermediate
Dye-making
Painting
Bartering
Basic
Cooking
Gardening
Michelle Amantia lived a pamperd life. Born into a family of wealthy Tailors and Buisiness people. From an early age, she was taught the basics of what a woman was supposed to do in her town. She learned to read, write, cook, clean, and how to act proper. She was also taught on how to keep her appearance pleasureable, and would often dye her hair. When the purge began, all of the Xitians were taken out of the town, but Michelle barely even noticed. After age 10, her parents introduced her into the family buisiness, making clothes. Michelle took a great liking to this, and quickly learned the tricks of her parent's trade. She learned to sew the finest cloth, measure exact lengths of fabric, and to tailor-make all sorts of clothes. Michelle, however, could only work with the specific white thread that was standard for most of the clothes that her family made. She soon fixed this, using her hair dyes to color the fabric before she wove it into clothing.
By the age of 15, Michelle had nearly completed learning how to sew and dye clothes. But, her parents, her father in particular, took it upon themselves to teach her how to sell her creations. They, however, were prefectionists, and would only allow her to sell what they saw fit. After going through all of the dresses, suits, and assorted other garments, they only chose a total of 2 out of the 100 that she had made. Michelle was crushed by their rejection of all of the other clothes, but nonetheless, learned the basics of marketing. From then on, she followed three rules. Only prefection would cut it, nothing less. Only price to who can buy. Never give anything away. Michelle accepted two of these rules, but the last, she rejected.
When Michelle turned 17, she began to grow tired over the pampering, and for once, wanted to do something on her own. She wanted to garden, but her parents had not allowed her outside, for they feared that it the Civil War should ever strike there town, then she should always be at their side. Michelle begged and pleaded with her parents, and they eventually let her have her own little garden, inside, over a large glass pannel on the ceiling. She spent alot of her time here, caring for the plants. Often painting them over and over again. Eventually, she started to design new dresses, based on the flowers she loved. At first, her designs were failures, and hardly ever sold. But after a while, she learned the different fashions in which she could design the dress, incoperating different parts of the flower into the design.
At the age of 20, Michelle went off to start her own buisiness. Her parents gave her a considerable amount of money, and she set sail for the north-east coast of the Main continent. Here, she set up her buisiness with the money that her parents had given her, and soon, buisiness was booming. Sadly, she could not make the flower-inspired clothes here, for the population of the little fishing villiage could not afford any of them. However, in her spare time, she continued to make them, and give them away, free of charge to the poor. She completely dissreguarded her parents, and she, finally, was happy doing what she loved. Michelle would live in this villiage for 7 years, continuing to make and give away clothes. Her, it seemed, would soon be lost. On her 27th brithday, the town was attacked, men with fire, and swords, destroyed most of the town, along with Michelle's workshop. As it had turned out, the wealth the town experience after her arrival had made the surrounding towns jelouse. They had planned to kidnap her, and enslave her, to export her expensive dresses, and make them wealthy as well. However, Michelle was hidden by the the town in a cave far from the town when the other towns had attacked. The surviving townsfolk, Michelle included, boarded the last remaining ship, and headed for a different town. Michelle, however, wasn't ready to start again, and she asked the ships captian to head away from the Mainland, to the Forbidden land. The captian pittied her loss, and took her there. Upon arrival, the captian told her that the town he had been taking her to was in dissrepair, a broken-down fishing villiage, apparently abandoned. Michelle no longer cared about where she ended up, and just told the Captian to continue on.
Goals
-Long Term
Marry Merc
Have kids
Get to their destination
-Short Term
Learn Archery
Learn more useful skill
Make Clothes
Find materials to paint with
[spoiler=People Relations]Lover
Crush
Friend
Liked
Unsure
Suspiciouse
Disliked
Hate
[] ALPHABETICAL CAUSE I LOVE YOU []
Valentine - He killed a man, now he has been caged... I love him too much to give up on him, it would seem to me that everyone wants him dead...and it seems that he himself dosen't care....NO, I CAN'T...I can't let him die...not now.
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