[center] [img= http://s6.postimg.org/qovwmex9t/download.png] [hider=More Pictures] [img=https://31.media.tumblr.com/b8cf6600dde6e6e8217d631993886b73/tumblr_naq8heyBtd1tnwl1co5_250.gif] [img=https://33.media.tumblr.com/35439d9a93083d22800e95ce0f1d37f0/tumblr_naq8heyBtd1tnwl1co8_250.gif] [img=https://31.media.tumblr.com/88545577e474dbc8922c23186fb18349/tumblr_naq8heyBtd1tnwl1co3_250.gif][/hider] [img=http://images.cooltext.com/3978313.png] [img=http://images.cooltext.com/3978321.png] [/center] ❤Original Tribal name: Amayeta ❤Age: 19 years ❤Race: [indent]❥Caucasian ❥Northern( Dark physical traits rarely noticeable)[/indent] ❤Class: (I’m not sure what to call her) ❤Occupation: (If applicable.) [indent] ❥Healer: With a high, well-known reputation, Evelyn heals serfs to knights. Some rumor she has even been called to heal the king’s wife once. She is somewhat of a paramedic as well, having enough skills to be able to be deployed out on the battlefield with little medical supplies. She is a skilled surgeon aswell. ❥ Trader: Sells musical instruments, weapons, Medicines for her practice, and various food items. Some of her products are traded to her while others are gathered by…controversial means.[/indent] ❤Weapon(s): [indent]❥Bow and Arrow ❥Secretive Lethal medications, aka Poison Iron dagger [/indent] ❤Armour: N/A ❤inventory: (Majority of items she stores at her personal home or wagon) [indent]❥Trading supplies ❥Medical Supplies ❥Herbs ❥Wagon and a somewhat lame horse previously injured on duty ❥Bedding ❥Changes of clothes, mostly gowns and older dresses ❥ [url=https://images.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=http%3A%2F%2F25.media.tumblr.com%2Ftumblr_m0zdz19eLI1roeudpo1_500.png&f=1]Attire(Blue Gown) [/url] [/indent] ❤Place of Birth: Kannes-Tog. She tells everyone she’d from Barreltown ❤Sexuality: Whoever can sway her ❤Marital Status: Single ❤Brief History: Evelyn’s birth was two parts a miracle and one part tragedy. The relationship between the North and the South was intense, where the South continued to nip at the North’s feet. Evelyn’s fair, somewhat royal, mother, becoming a victim of this, was to endure a forced pregnancy by a Southern tribe member when wandering places she shouldn't have been. Multiple occurrences similar to this have caused the border to tighten up since then in order to prevent biracial babies. For the rest of her mother’s life, she attempted to escape the barbarians and was forced to grow accustomed to life as a slave. Life would never grant her mother’s wishes but Evelyn was luckier than most humans. The first 10 years of her life was always cloudy as they were thrown from tribe to tribe (Evelyn learned bow/arrow techniques and some medicines during this time). Her mother was a manipulator, gaining the trust of the tribes, making them believe that she now had the best interest of the tribes and that she hated the south. They couldn’t be more wrong One day, Mother and daughter were sent on a solo trip to hunt animals or southern humans along the borders. Evelyn’s mother pointed in an unknown direction and chanted “Run, Evelyn, to barrel town in the night. Mention me, they [i]will[/i] care for you. Don’t look back!” The young girl did just as she was told, tumbling over the border dressed poorly like a slave’s daughter. She’d never been so frightened in her life: adrenaline was pumping her tingling legs, jumping at every sound in fear of the knight roaming around, hiding in bug infested bushes. There were many close calls. Two days later, the petite girl found her location, immediately being taken in by an older couple who had known her mother. It was weeks before she would be allowed to see a lick of sunlight. The couple knew she couldn't leave the house until she look and acted like a northerner. From her hair styles to names (Amayeta to Evelyn) was changed, the way she was to walk and talk was changed as well. Her secretive tribal origins amounted to the success she had as a healer who’d becoming closer than ever with the way Mother Nature functioned. She may not be as royal as the king’s hand but enjoyed a better life than a mere farmer/peasant. They always said she must have been god’s favorite, granted the physical traits of a highly-desired Caucasian lady despite the tainted bloodlines of a northerner.. ❤Other -:Knows tribal languages, songs, and locations - Game of thrones accent~