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"Snowdrifts and gentle breezes... I'm sorry, what were you saying?" |
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| Name: | Emeromer Acoa |
| Translation: | Drifting |
| ID: | 034 |
| Bond: | ? |
| Homeworld: | Kenist Miana, Kartyn |
| Species: | Tundra enkeyn |
| Age: | Adult |
| Sex: | Female |
| Size: | 6'8" at the shoulder, 20'0 long |
| Color: | Seasonal, white winter and light brown summer |
| Markings: | None |
| Eyes: | Black |
| Aura: | Deep forest green striped with cream and pure white |
| "Family": | Selk |
| Residence: | Kartyn, though nowhere in particular there |
| Position: | ? |
| Personality: | Emeromer's parents named her
"drifter" because, really, she seems to drift through life,
without a care in the world. She comes across as spacey, dreamy, lost in
thought, or just plain "not all there". Sometimes she will
acknowledge others around her, her surroundings, and comments addressed
to her-- and sometimes she won't, locked deeply into herself and her own
thoughts. She has been known to go for days without eating, simply
because she forgot to, but thankfully she has yet to actually get sick
for want of food or water. Somehow she stays fit, mostly through walking
and flying, but it is an absent kind of fitness: her body carries her
along while her mind is elsewhere. There are more than a few scars under
her fur from missing something in her surroundings, whether it be a
sharp branch, a precarious ledge, a predator, or a particularly annoyed
fellow trying to talk to her, though said fur and unusually sharp
reflexes usually protect her from the worst of injuries.
Because she is so absorbed in her own thinking, Emeromer doesn't get along well with others. She's polite, when she acknowledges others, and doesn't demand much-- if anything-- in the way of attention from anyone, but she is a little too independent, rarely taking advice-- when she even notices she's being given it-- and not engaging in social behaviors that would counteract her dreamy unconcern. Her disengagement with the world in general tends to make people uncomfortable. No one has ever even gotten close enough to her to ask what so occupies her attention within her own head, so no one even knows. |
| History: | For all of Emeromer's life, she has been on
the move. Her parents, living in the coldest places of the world
available to enkeyn, rarely stayed in one place for very long. Any
friendships they had were brief and transient, a meeting here and there
to exchange news before moving on. She's never had a true friend
before, and those who know her tend to wonder whether or not she's even
capable of making a close friend.
When Emeromer moved out on her own, she continued in her parents' tradition, though she ranged farther than they ever did. She's wandered from glacier to mountain to forest to plains and back again-- the only place she truly avoids is the desert, being very unsuited for its intense heat. She has even been to Kenist Miana, more than once, but only checks in now and then, being unwilling or even unable to make anywhere her permanent home. |
| Abilities: | The only magical ability Emeromer possesses is telepathy, though she's quite good with it, having not yet found a limit to her range. |
| Theme: | ? |
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Emeromer's Story |