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[center][b]~Name~[/b]
 Aelia Theroux 

[b]~Age~[/b]
 22

[b]~Race~[/b] 
Beorc

[b]~Gender~[/b] 
Female 

[b]~Affinity~[/b]
 Wind 

[b]~Class~[/b]
 Troubadour 

[b]~Equipment~[/b]
 Heal Staff,  Vulnerary x3

[b]~Appearance~[/b] 
Standing at 5'7", Aelia's body composition is certainly not molded to wield an axe or sword. She is a thin woman with cream-colored skin. Her legs are long and toned from traveling on horseback and she bears a ragged-looking, yet faded, scar on her right thigh. She has brown eyes and pale blonde, wavy hair that she usually keeps up in a high ponytail. 

[b]~Personality~[/b] 
As a no-nonsense young woman, Aelia refrains from engaging in silly and childish acts. She doesn't care much for jokes and teasing and would rather stay away from those who wish to cause trouble than edge them on. Although she appears to be reclusive and unwilling to participate in conversations, she will speak to anyone who approaches her. She is slightly untrusting of people and strictly views the world as black and white. Due to this, she is a judgamental person and often comes to conclusions about a person rather quickly.

Despite appearing to a person with a dry personality, she cares about the ones she is close to.  If someone depressed or saddened, Aelia is usually the first one at her side. However, she can become clingy and jealous when she sees them speaking to someone else. Due to this, some may see her as childish and rude-- even if someone were to tell her so, she would refuse to accept it.

Aelia is harsh on herself when she comes short of her own expectations. Whether it's because she wasn't able to nurse a person back to health or having been useless recently, she easily becomes stressed when she's not able to do what she wants to. These times of anxiety makes her skittish and somewhat blunt, though she tries her best not to insult anyone.

[b]~Biography~[/b] 
Ever since Aelia was a small girl, she was the prized possession of her father. Being a member of House Theroux, a minor Cliacian noble family known for its practice in magic, her parents made sure that she was treated well by others. It was her father that taught her how to heal using staves while her mother showed her how to ride horses. She would become one of the many troubadours that House Theroux raised as per tradition.

When Aelia was six years old, the household discovered that her mother was expecting another child. Her relatives were overjoyed-- Aelia, however, was not. She became jealous when all of the attention was placed on her mother and the developing baby inside of her, even though the outcome of the pregnancy would produce a little sibling that she could play and spend time with. After a while, her mother gave birth to a son that she named Anders. The tiny child looked strikingly similar to her father, which further delighted her mother and the household. Aelia was slowly becoming the second son of House Theroux's shadow, and she disliked it greatly.

Unfortunately, her father succumbed to a complicated disease a few years after Anders was born. Her mother was severely impacted by her husband's death and entered a deep depression, beginning to cling and fret over Anders in an obsessive manner. Aelia was further ignored, and sometimes, she wondered if her own mother even knew she existed. It was then that she became demanding and spoiled, doing various things to get attention, no matter if it was negative or not. Instead of being seen as a "young lady" as she liked to be called, she was viewed as a spoiled brat that wanted everything to herself. 

When Aelia was fifteen and Anders was nine, their mother told Aelia to begin to teach Anders how to ride on horseback much like she had taught her when she was younger. The two siblings got along decently with one another, though there were many times when Aelia was a bit too rough with him. Her mother trusted her either way, and she chose a proper horse for her little brother to practice on. One day, when Aelia was supervising Anders as he rode his horse, the mount became spooked and began to rear back. He fell off and landed on his back, fracturing part of his spine and leaving him crippled from the waist down. Her mother became deranged by the occurrence and began to blame her for her brother's injury. As he became more and more ill from his handicap, her own mother told her that it was her fault that Anders was dying. Aelia tried her best to heal her brother and make him walk and become healthy again, but there is only so much magic could do; Anders eventually died on his bed at House Theroux surrounded by his mother, aunts, and uncles. She was not allowed to attend his funeral and her mother refused to see her, no matter what she did.

Her mother's depression and opinion of Aelia became significantly worse over time. She had gone so far as to say that she had been the one that had killed her son and that she was nothing but a vile being that brought death and disease. Not being able to handle life in the household any longer, Aelia left when she was seventeen years old and took up residence with the local priest. The priest taught her more adept healing magic as time went on, and soon enough, she became close to him. He protected her from angered commoners and members of House Theroux, poisoned by her mother's words, making sure that no harm would befall her. Sadly, the priest became sickly and passed on when she was twenty. The people of the small city further believed her mother when they realized that the priest had died and believed that she brought nothing but bad luck. They threw stones at her and called her a witch, and some merchants did not allow her to purchase food from them. 

Unable to deal with living in the city any longer, Aelia left and moved north when she was twenty. She traveled around the large nation for a short time before hearing Emperor Deacon Excellen's plea for volunteers to help calm the rebellion occuring in the country's provinces. Knowing that the group of volunteers would need more than one or two healers, she joined the group without a second thought. She hopes to be more useful than she was when she was traveling around aimlessly. 

[b]~Mount~[/b]
A [url=http://triggerpit.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/arabian-horses.jpg]dark gray stallion[/url] named Zaide.[/center]