Amy's Profile

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[B]Name:[/B] Ambrose Kaleo

[B]Name Meaning:[/B] Immortal Sound/Voice

[B]Nickname(s):[/B] Amy

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Age:[/B] Unknown, appears in her twenties and cares little for numbers.

[B]Race:[/B] Half human, Half Vila

[B]Height:[/B] 5'6''

[B]Build: [/B] Curvacious but with hidden muscle. She also often wears a corset to give herself a sleeker shape and hide her hourglass curves.

[B]Appearance:[/B] [url=http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g192/stariamoon/My%20Art%20by%20hand/MimiD.png]She[/url] is a beautiful woman with stormy purple eyes that remind of clouds just before the rain and hair the color of snow. She is curvacious but her lolita style hides it, giving her a rather innocent, angelic look even in mainly black with a little blue. Her corsets seem even designed to present the image and hide her curves a bit, actually making her hips and breasts look smaller then they are despite her genuinely tiny waist. She dresses this way out of genuine love of the style as well as her own issues with her curves. Still the image is rather clashed by the accompaniment of several mice spirits that have attached themselves to her.

[B]Scars/Tattoos/Birthmarks:[/B] She has a blue butterfly on her right shoulder blade.

[B]Piercings:[/B] Ears

[B]Alignment:[/B] Neutral

[B]Occupation:[/B] Thief, adventurer, prostitute, pretty much whatever suits her at the moment.

[B]Personality:[/B] She tends to go with the flow and do what she wishes, having her own rather strange sense of right and wrong. She always has an angelic smile and a reason, always thinking of something. Knowledge is her one love and her one calling, always pulling her into an adventure of some sort. She laughs easily and has no problem using her looks, abilities, or allure to get that knowledge. Still, she is loyal to her friends and does not tend to use people unless they are already using her. She is the living manifestation of a rogue with a heart of gold.

[B]Likes:[/B] Knowledge, Books, Fun, Animals, Freedom, adventure, quiet, excitement, being on her own. Spirits, her powers.

[B]Dislikes:[/B] Being boxed in, prudishness, Judgment, wasteful people, overly sweet foods.

[B]Angered By:[/B] Animals being abused.

[B]Soothed By:[/B] Thunder storms, song, and animal snuggles.

[B]Words She lives By:[/B] “Survive”

[B]Favored Weapons:[/B] A metallic bow she found in some ruins that can channel her powers as well as transform from ring to bow form. It also summons it's own strange arrows when the string is pulled back and can be used as a blunt weapon.

[B]Always Carries:[/B] Her bow (in ring form generally), bits and pieces of clothing supplies, various objects collected over her travels, basic survival supplies, and a bit of coin when its needed. She also tucks a few knives on her person.

[B]Most prized possession:[/B] A simple string of cheap glass red beads her father had given her as a present. She always wears them on one wrist.

[B]Powers:[/B] Her main powers are controlling storms, thunder, and wind as well as shapeshifting into animal forms. Through the wind she can use her voice to manipulate the emotions of others or speak to/empower/control the spirits of dead. She also has superior eyesight and hearing, the ability to heal herself and does not age, though she can not heal others as some of her mother's kind can. Also plucking one of her feathers or a bit of hair will force her to return to her human form.

[B]Talents/Skills:[/B] Markmanship, Accuracy, Archery, Spellcasting (a few simple charms), Sewing, figuring out puzzles, Photographic Memory. Various Rogue related skills such as picking locks and disabling traps.

[B]Strengths:[/B] Her memory, her powers, her accuracy.

[B]Weaknesses: [/B] Her connection to the dead, Iron (negates her powers like most types of fairy), those who take a hair from her head while she's in human form get power over her.

[B]Fears/Emotional Scars:[/B] Cages, small places, and claustrophobia.

[B]Family:[/B] All deceased.

[B]History: [/B] She grew up poor in a rather large city and though her father loved her, he could do nothing to protect the scorn the city treated her with for her strange birth. She soon was lured by a rich man into his mansion for her beauty when she developed into a teen and her father had passed away leaving her penniless and alone. He tried to experiment on her as he had been on animals for years. The experiments only served to activate her latent powers, though at first she only discovered her spiritual ones. She turned the spirits of his victims on the man and soon had him flee the mansion in fear. She helped most past on but a handful of mice choose to stay with her in gratitude, saying they didn't want her to be alone. She sold many of the mans belongings, figuring finders keepers. She was caught and briefly imprisoned, making any remaining possibility of normal work impossible. She was told by another inmate that she would make good money 'off her looks' . At first she didn't understand what she meant but when they were released together she soon discovered the woman meant prostitution.

She lived on such work, often taking the rougher clients simply because her healing abilities made it easy. She was not above using her other blossoming powers to attract clients either, making her a small fortune. She might have continued like this, had one of her clients not been also of a supernatural persuasion. He soon explained that she 'smelled of vela' and what they were when she seemed genuinely confused. Knowing little of the supernatural, having grown up in a city that did not welcome them, she demanded answers. Soon he realized she didn't even know half her abilities and amused by this quickly began to teach her all he knew. He even took her out of the city and taught her how to adventure...... as well as his various roguish abilities. Both were using each other and they both knew it, neither really minding. So when they parted it was on good terms, him off chasing treasure, her simply becoming an apprentice to a seamstress as she wished to create her own fashions rather then having to buy them. She then returned to adventuring, finding she felt most truly alive off in the wilds or exploring abandoned places more for the mystery then the actual riches.