Post by Eliste O'Brien on Feb 24, 2010 6:35:22 GMT 1
" Got some ideas where I could get in. "
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name , Eliste Morrigan O'Brien
nicknames , Ellie
age & date of birth , Twenty-four, March 15, 1168
gender , Female
Class/Position, Noble / Lady of Thomond
played by , Allison Mack
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height , 5 foot 6 inches
tattoos and piercings , No tattoos or piercings
distinguishing features , She has golden blond, slightly wavy hair that falls to the middle of her back. It is usually worn down or braided. Her eyes are a bright vibrant green, they are almond shaped and are surrounded by sooty lashes. Eliste also has a very bright smile that can be called infectious at times. There is also a scar near her right temple from an accident as a child. She is of average height and her body is more a slim, athletic build. She might be small but don't underestimate her.
personal style , Her attire usually consists of dresses. Said dresses can range from the finest that can be had to simple plain ones. Though she tends to prefer the simple ones to the ornate ones. She also doesn't wear any jewelry other than a silver cross about a chain around her neck. Well that is unless she has to make herself look presentable. When attending big events her hair is usually put up in a bun or just pinned atop her head.
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overall personality ,
- Very Strong Willed, she is a determined woman who won't break easily
- Extremely Stubborn, that streak is at least a mile wide, don't think you'll be able to just sweet talk her out of something, be ready for a battle of wills
- Quite Intelligent, she was given the best education a woman could hope for being she was the only daughter of the King of Thomond & Munster, she was spoiled in that aspect
- Physically stronger than she looks, she does have five brothers whom she grew up with and being a weak Irish woman was not a goal of hers
- Passionate, when it comes to things she loves or beleives in you better watch out, she can get swept up in things easily too
- Outspoken, She will often speak her mind on all matters, though if she knows it will do her more harm than good she grudgingly bites her tongue
- Compassionate, she feels for the poor and seeks to help as much as she can with the wealth of her family as she sees it as the only way she can help
- Strong Morals, she has a set beleif of what's right and wrong, it's not likely she will sway from those morals
- Motherly, she has a very doting way about her, though that also goes hand in hand with worrying and scolding too
- Loyal, she is loyal to her twin brother & her mother above all else, but those that earn her trust can be assured that she will never betray them
- Trustworthy, she is an honest woman who expects the same of those around her
- Quick Learner, she is always eager to learn new things, the problem usually lies in finding a teacher
- Religious, she is a good christian woman who often prays
- Emotional, this is a double-edged sword for her because at times she can be quite emotional
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hometown , Dublin, Ireland
father , Donnell O'Brien, 59, King of Thomond & Munster, proviences in Ireland, Recently Deceased
mother , Urlachan MacMurchada, 52, Queen Mother of Thomond & Munster, Former Princess of Leinster
siblings , Muirchertach Moir, 36, Half Brother, Now King of Thomond & Munster
Conchobar Moir, 32, Half Brother, Lord of Leinster
Donnchad Moir, 28, Half Brother, Lord of Leinster
Domnall O'Brien, 26, Brother, Lord of Munster
Dall O'Brien, 24, Twin Brother, Lord of Thomond
Alina, 30, Maid Servant, Friend, Like a sister
pets , None
history , She is the youngest of all her siblings. Which her twin loves to remind her about, even if it's only done jokingly. She was the apple of her father's eye and he often doted on her. She got to learn things along with her twin brother, Dall. Though that was because mostly she convienced him that an Irish woman should be strong. She loved her father dearly and often sat with him when he was ill. Reciting old Irish folklore to him. Though she was asked by her mother to go to England a year before he passed away.
The trip there she was sick from the motion of the boat & her own fear about being on the water. When finally they docked in London she couldn't have been happier. She visited and was part of the court in London before she decided to move about the country. She was in a way offering the friendship and alligence of her people to the Lords of England. Though not many took her seriously, but upon explaining that her brothers were defending against invaders from the north and her father was too ill to travel, well, they gave a small bit of leeway. She does not act like someone who is better than others. Perhaps that is due to her own maid servant.
She was raised up with her and the two are friends. A good bit of her morals and beleifs came from being with her, along with those of her mother. Though the one defining moment between her and her older brother happened when she was five. She was following him around and he shoved her down. Upon that her head caught the edge of a table and a gash was left there. Her oldest brother was punished severely for it. To this day he has not forgiven her. She is also certain that if given the chance he will marry her off. That is perhaps the only reason she does not return home. Though she does beat herself up over the fact that she was not there when her father passed. She is doing her best to live her life and to make her father proud.
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roleplay sample ,
The rain had kept her cooped up in the castle for most of the day and she was beyond restless. Her blue satin dress fell to her feet and swished about them as she moved down one of the hallways. The trim about her waist, around the neck and down the sleeves of the dress was a golden hue. That mane of honey blond hair fell free over her shoulders, some even falling down over the front of her dress as she walked. She wondered where Alaina was, she hadn't been in the room when she had checked on her. Her lips pursed together for a moment. It was times like this she truly missed home. Not to mention Dall. He was always so lively. That thought pulled a heavy sigh from her as she leaned against the frame of an archway.
Green eyes stared out at the garden that was beyond. The rain was coming down soaking the ground and while she knew the garden was more than likely thankful for it. She was not. Her forehead came to rest against the stone frame of the arch as her lips were tugged into the smallest hint of a frown. All this blasted rain, it did nothing for her mood. She honestly didn't want to go play civil with the rest of the court today but it looked like she didn't have any other options. Come on, buck up, Ellie, surely you can find something to do to entertain yourself. She told herself.
That was when the sound of a dog yipping caught her attention and she stood up straight once more. She turned around to see a motely colored dog running towards her. It circled behind her and hid behind her legs. She stared down at it curiously, it looked up at her with dark eyes and whined. That's when she heard some the guard. "I think it went this way!" She looked back up to see two of them and then the dog whined and ducked behind her once more. What had the little thing done she wondered. The tallest of the guard had noticed the dog before it had been able to hide behind her. "Sorry M'Lady, we'll get this pest out of here so it doesn't bother you."
She held a hand up to them. "No, he doesn't seem to be doing any harm now. I think he's more scared of you." She glanced down and behind her at the dog then back to them. "That will be all." The guards stared at her unsure if they should leave or not. Eliste crossed her arms over her chest and gave them a stern look. The tension was thick as they glanced from her to the dog. Finally the two turned about and headed back down the hallway, a small smile tinted her lips as she looked down to the dog. "You're welcome."
Green eyes stared out at the garden that was beyond. The rain was coming down soaking the ground and while she knew the garden was more than likely thankful for it. She was not. Her forehead came to rest against the stone frame of the arch as her lips were tugged into the smallest hint of a frown. All this blasted rain, it did nothing for her mood. She honestly didn't want to go play civil with the rest of the court today but it looked like she didn't have any other options. Come on, buck up, Ellie, surely you can find something to do to entertain yourself. She told herself.
That was when the sound of a dog yipping caught her attention and she stood up straight once more. She turned around to see a motely colored dog running towards her. It circled behind her and hid behind her legs. She stared down at it curiously, it looked up at her with dark eyes and whined. That's when she heard some the guard. "I think it went this way!" She looked back up to see two of them and then the dog whined and ducked behind her once more. What had the little thing done she wondered. The tallest of the guard had noticed the dog before it had been able to hide behind her. "Sorry M'Lady, we'll get this pest out of here so it doesn't bother you."
She held a hand up to them. "No, he doesn't seem to be doing any harm now. I think he's more scared of you." She glanced down and behind her at the dog then back to them. "That will be all." The guards stared at her unsure if they should leave or not. Eliste crossed her arms over her chest and gave them a stern look. The tension was thick as they glanced from her to the dog. Finally the two turned about and headed back down the hallway, a small smile tinted her lips as she looked down to the dog. "You're welcome."
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