Post by hazel on Aug 8, 2008 1:12:24 GMT
About you
Name: Cate
Age: 18
How to contact you: PM
Role playing experience: 3 years
Other Characters on this Site: N/A
About your Character
Name: Hazel Connor
Nickname: Haz/ Connor
Age: 27
Country: Britain
Position:Former noble maid, now a runaway
Job: None
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Dark brown
Height: 5'5''
General Appearance:At 5'5'' Hazel appears small, but she is slightly more curvaceous than other woman. She has a rounded face, more prominent by having her hair tied back from her face, and never letting it down. Her hair is thick, dark brown and falls to mid way down her back.
Despite her seemingly genteel roots, Hazel has deceptive strength and could hold her own for a short while if the need arose. Her skin is well looked after and her hands are still soft, not yet tarnished from manual labour, though her nails have broken and chipped.
Likes:
Assisting others.
Strawberries.
Long walks.
Freedom.
Dreaming.
Dislikes:
Cruelty.
Being all alone.
Lies and dishonesty.
Rats.
Being forced into something.
Personality:Hazel is a defiant woman, who has strong morals and principles and sticks to them. She would fight for what she believes in and would fight for others in a similar situation. This woman's defiance and self belief has cost her a lot, she does not regret her actions but nor does she talk about her past or family. What occurred in the past is dead to her.
The runaway is devoted and loyal to those she has befriended and would help them out no matter what. And although she is slightly cautious of meeting new people, once she is assured they are trustworthy, she'd aid them in anything they required. Her main aim is to help others, listening to them, comforting them. Whatever they need she'd do and gladly. This need to help others stems from how miserable she is with her own life. Hazel despises being on her own, yet constantly feels like she herself is neglected. And the pain of remembering her failings and dreams along with her past continues to sink her into a mire of self hatred and loathing.
Family:
Teresa Connor - mother - estranged.
Colin Connor - father - estranged.
David Connor - brother - remain close.
Background:Hazel was born into a noble family, in a manor near Kent. She only had one brother, David, t whom she was very attached to. As she grew up, she dreamed up all the different lives she was going to lead. Such as being swept off her feet by a loyal knight and having a grand marriage ceremony and living in the lap of luxury and similar dreams. Most of marriage to some noble man or other whom she fell in love with in a whirlwind romance, all prompted by her mother insisting she marry into money. It was only as she grew up she realised the crippling debt her family was in.
Despite this, Hazel was selfish and rejected all proposals of marriage, holding out for her romance. The family endured this for only so long, before forcing her to marry a nobleman they picked out. And even though she protested to her mother and father, they repeatedly told her she was getting old and if she did not marry now, she never would and it would crush the family. The next morning Hazel had run away and never looked back.
On her travels to Nottingham, where she figured she' be safe, she heard many stories, and as suffering of villages, many of them. Unsure of what she could do, the runaway knew only one thing, that she wanted to help these people.
Anything else: N/A
Face Claim: Natalie Dormer
RP Sample: Hazel cradled the crying baby, as his mother fed the three young boys sat around the table. In her sheltered life back home, she never realised the plight of the local villagers. She was blissfully blind to it all. And in truth she could've stayed blind to it, if she'd married. Shaking her head she dismissed that thought, she'd done what was right. No one could force her to marry someone she didn't love. Not for money at least. Smiling she cooed at the infant in her arms, gently rocking him back and forth. This was what she wanted, a small family of her own. Another dream that would never occur and would be smashed against the rocks There was no whirlwind romance awaiting her.
Unaware to her, was that the bitter thoughts she'd been thinking had made her clench her jaw tight, the muscles visible through her cheek. Relaxing her jaw she placed the baby, into it's cradle to let it sleep peacefully. How could the rulers of the country let their people starve and tax them into poverty? Handing over her last few coins to the mother, enough to keep the family fed for another few days at least, she left to the next house. Somewhere deep inside still brooding over her lost family and husband.
Password: i'm not being funny
Name: Cate
Age: 18
How to contact you: PM
Role playing experience: 3 years
Other Characters on this Site: N/A
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Hazel Connor
Hazel Connor
About your Character
Name: Hazel Connor
Nickname: Haz/ Connor
Age: 27
Country: Britain
Position:Former noble maid, now a runaway
Job: None
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Dark brown
Height: 5'5''
General Appearance:At 5'5'' Hazel appears small, but she is slightly more curvaceous than other woman. She has a rounded face, more prominent by having her hair tied back from her face, and never letting it down. Her hair is thick, dark brown and falls to mid way down her back.
Despite her seemingly genteel roots, Hazel has deceptive strength and could hold her own for a short while if the need arose. Her skin is well looked after and her hands are still soft, not yet tarnished from manual labour, though her nails have broken and chipped.
Likes:
Assisting others.
Strawberries.
Long walks.
Freedom.
Dreaming.
Dislikes:
Cruelty.
Being all alone.
Lies and dishonesty.
Rats.
Being forced into something.
Personality:Hazel is a defiant woman, who has strong morals and principles and sticks to them. She would fight for what she believes in and would fight for others in a similar situation. This woman's defiance and self belief has cost her a lot, she does not regret her actions but nor does she talk about her past or family. What occurred in the past is dead to her.
The runaway is devoted and loyal to those she has befriended and would help them out no matter what. And although she is slightly cautious of meeting new people, once she is assured they are trustworthy, she'd aid them in anything they required. Her main aim is to help others, listening to them, comforting them. Whatever they need she'd do and gladly. This need to help others stems from how miserable she is with her own life. Hazel despises being on her own, yet constantly feels like she herself is neglected. And the pain of remembering her failings and dreams along with her past continues to sink her into a mire of self hatred and loathing.
Family:
Teresa Connor - mother - estranged.
Colin Connor - father - estranged.
David Connor - brother - remain close.
Background:Hazel was born into a noble family, in a manor near Kent. She only had one brother, David, t whom she was very attached to. As she grew up, she dreamed up all the different lives she was going to lead. Such as being swept off her feet by a loyal knight and having a grand marriage ceremony and living in the lap of luxury and similar dreams. Most of marriage to some noble man or other whom she fell in love with in a whirlwind romance, all prompted by her mother insisting she marry into money. It was only as she grew up she realised the crippling debt her family was in.
Despite this, Hazel was selfish and rejected all proposals of marriage, holding out for her romance. The family endured this for only so long, before forcing her to marry a nobleman they picked out. And even though she protested to her mother and father, they repeatedly told her she was getting old and if she did not marry now, she never would and it would crush the family. The next morning Hazel had run away and never looked back.
On her travels to Nottingham, where she figured she' be safe, she heard many stories, and as suffering of villages, many of them. Unsure of what she could do, the runaway knew only one thing, that she wanted to help these people.
Anything else: N/A
Face Claim: Natalie Dormer
RP Sample: Hazel cradled the crying baby, as his mother fed the three young boys sat around the table. In her sheltered life back home, she never realised the plight of the local villagers. She was blissfully blind to it all. And in truth she could've stayed blind to it, if she'd married. Shaking her head she dismissed that thought, she'd done what was right. No one could force her to marry someone she didn't love. Not for money at least. Smiling she cooed at the infant in her arms, gently rocking him back and forth. This was what she wanted, a small family of her own. Another dream that would never occur and would be smashed against the rocks There was no whirlwind romance awaiting her.
Unaware to her, was that the bitter thoughts she'd been thinking had made her clench her jaw tight, the muscles visible through her cheek. Relaxing her jaw she placed the baby, into it's cradle to let it sleep peacefully. How could the rulers of the country let their people starve and tax them into poverty? Handing over her last few coins to the mother, enough to keep the family fed for another few days at least, she left to the next house. Somewhere deep inside still brooding over her lost family and husband.
Password: i'm not being funny