CONTACT INFORMATION
email: Calliste@SailorJupiter.com
AIM - Avendemai
ICQ - N/A
GENERAL INFORMATION
The stuff in parentheses is what it used to be when I started the game:
Name: Calliste Avendemai Rank: Protector Hair Color: Brown (long & worn braided) Eye Color: Gold (Brown) Height: 5'0" Weight: 115 Age: 17 (15) Scars: none physical. I lost everyone in my family but my Da at age 5, and my Da right before I left. I also
went wolfy AWOL for six months after I learned that Abel died. Birthplace: Harperwood, a village in the New Manetheren frontier Favorite Color: Brown Favorite Weapons: learning the staff (none) Standard Clothing: Accepted dresses, Accepted breeches for sparring practice (Standard peasant woolens: shirt, vest, skirt, shoes.) I almost always have my scrip of herbs with me, too. Is your char involved with anyone: No
How many languages do you speak, which ones: Just the
new tongue any qualms about killing: yes, I'm a healer How many children in your family, birth order, names:
I was the 4th of 5, but they all died when I was young, so I'm an only child now, and an orphan. Do you reside anywhere other than the Towers: No
BIOGRAPHY:
My name is Calliste Avendemai. I was born in the village of Harperwood 15 winters ago. It was a small, simple frontier village, carving a home out of the Carralain Grass. Some people said we were part of a great nation called New Manetheren, but such talk shears no sheep, as my Da always said.
It's been just me and my Da ever since I was 5. That winter a fever swept through our village, and took my Ma and all of my sisters and brothers. Ever since then, Da's been strange. But the crops were still tended, the sheep were still shorn. That's what matters, the other villagers said. But I knew something was missing.
Ever since I lost most of my family I studied herbs and healing. The fever took the Wisdom and her apprentice with it, so the Village looked to me for medicines. I was happy to help, but was always horribly shy around them. I was always more comfortable around animals, and spent most of my time in the small grove of trees outside the village. I
spent time with the dogs, cats, sheep, goats, chickens, even wild animals like squirrels, birds and wolves, when they'd let me near them.
Over the last few years my Da got stranger and stranger. Odd things started happening whenever he was around. Sheep getting sick, items from high shelves falling onto people, flash fires that burned for only a second, stuff like that. Some people began whispering that Da could channel. Channeling isn't looked on kindly in my village. There are many stories of the Aes Sedai and Asha'man witches fooling people and controlling their lives. I don't know if my Da was channeling or not, but he was definitely sick.
Especially after those strange things were happening.
He died screaming, tied to his bed. None of my herbs or salves could heal him, or even ease his pain.
Master Gannan, the Blacksmith, helped me care for Da in his final days. It was Master Gannan who had to tie him down to his bed, since Da seemed to gain the strength of three men. After Da died, I went to live with Master Gannan and his family. But that lasted only a month. A great grassfire, something we plains dwellers always feared, swept through the village, destroying everything. We were in the process of rebuilding when a group of raiders came, and stole
most of our tools, food, and anything useful. They also killed many of the village elders, including poor Master Gannan and his entire family. I survived by hiding in the privvy.
The remaining villagers met, to decide what to do. Our village was destroyed, and we had nothing with which to rebuild. Some villagers claimed that I was bad luck, and should be driven out. Others pointed out that I knew herbs, and should stay. Most wanted to leave, and find other villages to live in. I knew I didn't want to stay, especially after the dark things some villagers said about me. That night, I gathered my few meager belongings, and left. I didn't know where I was going, only that something in the South was calling me.
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Calliste is 15 years old, just 5 feet tall with long brown hair and brown eyes. She wears her hair braided, and wears simple peasant clothes. She is pathologically shy, and very skittish around people. She only comes out of her shell around animals and trees. She is very knowledgeable with herbs, almost enough to be a village Wisdom if it weren't for her age, and her shyness. She is too young to have started channeling, but who knows what the future brings?
STATSHEET INFORMATION
Name: Calliste Avendemai
Rank: Novice
Allegiance: Twilight Tower
Age: 17 (15)
Gender: Female
Nationality: New Manetheren
Place of Birth/Hometown: Harperwood, on the Carralain Grass
Height: 5’
Weight: 115
Hair Color: Brown (worn long & braided)
Eye Color: Gold (Brown)
Scars: None visible
Points: 38 in traits; 28 in skills; 22 Free Points; 42
Free Points Novice Upgrade; 4 Free Points from weaknesses (68 total) (3 Unused)
Non-Power abilities, Possible Strengths & Weaknesses:
total = -4
Naïve: 2 point weakness
Past traumatic and/or scarring experience: 2 point weakness (family killed by plague; father died of channeling sickness; village destroyed by raiders)