Lami Feraldsen

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Name: Lami Feraldsen

Age: 23

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Green

Race: Nord

Gender: Female

Affliction Werewolf

Martial Status: Single

Sexuality Heterosexual

Flair: (Scars, stutters, missing limbs your character may have, etc.)

• You're in a tavern, relaxing with a beverage of any kind you begin to examine your surroundings and you recently see newcomers, you notice a Nord she entered with a rather large backpack and some other belongings it looked like luggage, by her hips you see two nicely maintained weapons and under her backpack you could see the ends of a bow along with a sheath of arrows. Your eyes trail towards Lami's clavicle, easily visible from the armor she wears. You can spot a rather unusual scar in the form of a bite, from the looks of it the scar looks old.
  
• You still examine her appearance, glimpsing at her hands it looks as if she caught her fair share of battles they're a bit roughed up though they still retain the softness of a woman's touch. As you look up you could catch Lami looking at you, you quickly adverted your eyes to avoid any awkward confrontations.

Rumors: (What our characters should know about yours! Warning: People may use this info before meeting your character IC.)

• As you slowly lose interest in Lami, a masked commoner approaches you. "Seen you looking at her aye, been seein' plenty of Nord's nowadays from the look of her luggage, she's staying for a bit .. yeah?[/b]"
  
• A bosmer commoner approaches, walking towards the masked commoner he planted his hand onto his upper back, slapping his back multiple times in a firm matter, from his actions you could tell they're at least friends."I'd stay away from that one, my friend." the bosmer chuckled, "She smells like wet dog." the masked commoner spoke with a joshing tone "Ha, don't all Nord's smell of wet dog?" the masked commoner laughter grew along with his friend, you decided it wasn't best to partake in their conversation eventually slip away.[/b]

Background: (What our characters don't know, but can find out!)

As everyone eventually began to clear the tavern, Lami left after. As you get up to leave you notice a book laying on the table, you recall Lami sitting at the table before quickly grabbing the book and rushing towards the exit of the tavern as you looked around, she was no where in sight, you shrugged glancing down at the book it looked new. You figured you would head home and return to the tavern in hopes to find the Nord there, hell out of all the places a tavern would be where you could find a Nord with nothing better to do, you headed home placing the book inside your pack.

You arrived home, closing the door behind you a few yawns escaped you thought to yourself it would be a good time to rest, you began to walk to your bedroom. As you lay down in your bed you then feel the sudden need to do something, this feeling of boredom made sleeping even more difficult. Getting out of the bed, you thought it would be a good idea to check out what was in that book, thinking about it made your curiosity spark even more. You went towards your pack taking out the book before heading back to your room, opening it you began to read from the first page.




I wouldn't know what to write, I could write about anything half of it could just be lies to help cope with my problems dating from back when I was a lassie. Yeah, I could do that but what's the point? I heard writing it out could help me vent out some frustration. I wasn't the brightest of the bunch, but I wasn't stupid I knew right from wrong my childhood wasn't so different from other kids, Father decided for me that I wouldn't be raised into a proper housewife so he mended me into a fighter, a warrior. Thinking back on it, it wouldn't have been so bad. I wouldn't know how my mother look, from his words he said she had passed when I was still an infant. He talked about her like she was some angel. Little by little he stopped talking about her, I'm certain it's because he fell in love again. I had no say against it I barely knew my mother. If anything this maiden that he had fell in love with was fairly okay. She had two sons around my age. During my childhood I usually played with them by that I mean it consisted of fighting, stealing day-old mead, dares and pranks.

It's pathetic that I can't even bring myself to say their names, let along write it.




You open your eyes, the morning sun blinds your ends having you shield from the rays. You figured you'd take a shower and return the book once you see them. As you arrived towards the tavern, you saw Lami leaving the tavern once more with though there was no look of frustration, confusion or worry imprinted on her face. You could have kept the book for yourself if you wanted to, it looked like she wasn't even bothered about it missing. As you approached her you pulled out the book from your pack, showing her the belonging she had lost. Lami looked down at the book, taking it. "Ah, thank you .. I thought another thief had yet another one of my personal belongings in their possession." a firm nod was given, briefly after her parting ways with you.








Blood Type: O-

Alignment: Neutral Good

Nature: Optimist

Optimist

"Everything always turns out for the best." That is the motto of your life, and you know if you can just stay cheerful and stop worrying, your problems will never be with you forever. Some call you a fool, but even they have to admit you're happier than they are. Certainly you'll encounter difficulties from time to time, but there's no sense in worrying yourself to death in advance. Don't worry, be happy, and have a nice day.

Demeanor: Rebel

Rebel

You are a malcontent, iconoclast and free-thinking recalcitrant. You are so independent-minded and free-willed that you are unwilling to join any particular cause or movement. You are just yourself and only desire the freedom to be yourself. You do not make a good follower and aren't usually a very good leader either (unless your followers are willing to go wherever you lead). You tend to be insubordinate to authority to the point of stupidity.

Likes: (Hobbies, Likes and Preferences)

• Traveling - She doesn't like staying in one place for long periods of time she's a person that needs to always be on their feet.
  
• Drinking - A good bottle of mead wouldn't hurt.
  
• Fighting - A blade is your only friend, it's the only thing you can trust nowadays.
  
• Blacksmith - It's a hobby more than anything, she enjoys making her own weapons it's time consuming and it saves coin.
  
• Lute - It's a little skill she picked up in after begin contracted to protect traveling merchants during their trip around Tamriel.
  
• Nature - She's been all over Tamriel and there are so many things out there, nature fascinates her to an extent.
  
• Books - She believes they're fine.

Dislikes: (Enemies, Dislikes and Pet Peeves)

• Losing Control - If anything she hates to lose control, that includes her bottled up rage which is why she finds ways to vent out frustration and anger.
  
• Spiders - She's seen enough of them already.
  
• Bloodlust - It's uncontrollable sometimes to an extent.
  
• Milk-Drinkers - What's to like about them?
  

Weaknesses: (Disadvantages)

• Silver
  
• Family
  
• Romance
  
• Two-Handed Swords
  

Strengths: (Abilities, Perks and Advantages)

• Cold Resistance
  
• Disease Resistance
  
• Enhanced Strength
  
• Enhanced Stamina
  
• Dual Wield Specialist
  

Disclaimer: I apologize if your character wouldn't do that in a roleplay scenario, I'd appreciate it if you could just roll with it.

Approved 9/12/2016. Very nice concept for a character sheet by the way.

Thank you.