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Event Horizon (Old Thread)

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Name: Erin Middaugh

Age: 28

Gender: Female

Profession: Astrobiologist

Nationality & Affiliation: Irish, American Alliance

Birth Planet: B.A.S.S.

Appearance: Standing at an average height for a female with a rather stocky build, Erin isn't at all imposing, but looks like she can hold her own. Her curly red hair falls to the length of her elbows, framing her wide and friendly face. She is graced with a button nose and pouty lips, though the most noticed feature happens to be her bright grey eyes.
Even when at work, she remains as casual as possible, holding preference over relaxed blue jeans, a two-toned long sleeved jersey shirts (with the sleeves rolled up, naturally), and some sneakers.

Strengths:
Primary: Her love and study of astrobiology was spurred and nurtured at a very young age, and her knowledge is extensive. Not only does it include the study of space and earth biology and evolution, this included dabblings in chemistry, physics, and astronomy. This was only strengthened in her collegiate schooling.

Secondary: Erin has a sharp memory. She can learn and adapt quickly, and has a knack for recalling details that are easily missed, even if the information was exposed for a few seconds.

Tertiary: Not one to sit at a desk and be idle, she enjoys working out and keeping active, granting her a muscular edge under her rounded physique. She's sparred quite a few times, and she's won a few of them too.
Weaknesses:
Primary: She is easily distracted, and has difficulty keeping focused on things she isn't all that interested in. Her interest is a downfall as well, as she will zone out many things she's not focusing on, leading to many accidents or frustration from others.

Secondary: A weak knee, brought about from a minor childhood accident, causes her some distress when strained. This manifests to be as little as a limp when extended or sensitive, to as much as a full collapse when pushed too far.

Tertiary: Erin's head was buried in books, and her hands in samples of earth. Weaponry is absolutely foreign to her, giving her little to no experience in heavy combat.

History: Erin Middaugh was born on B.A.S.S, raised by her eccentric mother and stern, yet knowledgeable uncle. Her home was filled with books and new experiments, and she was always encouraged to grow and grasp for all she wanted, just like the vines her mother grew. She rapidly set off to learn all she could, settling on astrobiology for her major field. This was interrupted by brief trips to Earth, Luna, and Mars for hands on study. After years of working on the stations, a live wire like the Willman Laboratory trip was too good to deny.

Family:
Dierdre Middaugh - Mother - 53 - Senior Agricultural Biologist - B.A.S.S.
Quinn O'Farrell - Uncle - 46 - Systems Engineer, Rank 2 - B.A.S.S.

Event Horizon

I'm definitely interested, count me in.

Black Cinders [High Casual]

@TemplarKnight07
My character would probably try to start arguments with yours in jest, as a challenge. I could see them doing this frequently.
And he's a bard....oh boy. I would see her pushing him to play his lute and sing often.

@The Narrator I see a great potential for friendship! They both love the fight and a good laugh. There might be something there!
-I think Ehnleth would admire his fighting skill with that blade dance of his, and would have been curious about his tattoo, so she would have tried to share stories. I agree that they have a potential friendship, especially centered on bloodshed and joking around.

@BurningCold Denric is generally pretty absorbed in his own work, though he might've taken notice of Ehnleth's fury in battle. She might have been on hunts with both Denric and Xho.
-I'm going to agree with you on this, actually. I think she would have admired Denric's skills enough to feel them as worthy hunters, especially if she's already friends with Xho.

@Argetlam350
There's no doubt that these two would have traded many tales, in my opinion.

Black Cinders [High Casual]

Ehnleth

Name: Ehnleth

Appearance:

Approximately 26 years of age, 5'8 in stature, and muscular in build.

Biography:
Ehnleth belonged to one of the many barbarian clans in Sivar Velg. Hers wasn't the most notorious by any means, but it's frequent raids pulled enough attention. Ehnleth herself was raised in this environment, a tribe of warriors ever flowing through the rough and bitter terrain, claiming settlements for their own or razing them down, while she was molded into a small but mighty warrior. At the tender age of twelve, she started her training, learning the ways of her brutal clan. At sixteen, she was allowed to join into the fray herself, gaining rapid experience in her vicious inherited occupation. Ehnleth began with small skirmishes, and graduated to larger raids with age, as she evolved from fledgling warrior to a full force of wrath. She enjoyed the heat of battle, the adrenaline like fire through her veins, warming her despite the surrounding snow. Her passion and bloodlust was unmatched and only grew stronger with time until, at the age of 19, her scarred and muscular body stood as a testament to her skill.
When the Order came to her settlement, Ehnleth's perspective changed. They swept through her village, hunting for something of which she was unaware, while she stared in awe at their swiftness and tenacity. She felt...admiration. Some of her clan watched, careful to stay out of the way of the notorious Order of Cinders. Others were threatened by this, and fought back against the raid, their barbaric cries resounding within the thick wooden walls of the settlement as they were taken down with fire. In a matter of minutes, the hunt was over, and the prey was found. On a whim, Ehnleth approached a hunter and demanded to be taken along, eager to join this worthy and noble group.
Years had passed, and Ehnleth remained vigilant in her pursuit for a good fight, though her purposes changed. The Order of Cinders straightened her out to the ways of justice, the honorable fight against the wicked who existed in the cracks of the surrounding world. Though the barbarian within remains.

Personality:
The being that Ehnleth becomes in battle can't be ignored, and is quite obvious. Nothing short of a beast of war, and twice as deadly. But outside of the hunt, one would find a much more relaxed woman. She is hearty and confident, easily identified as the loudest laugh in any room. She enjoys a good drink, rowdy company, and exchanging stories over her scars and the weathered marks of her peers. If the story turns into a competition, she'll be the first to start it, and gladly be the one to end it as well. As quickly as she will crack a joke, she can turn a storm. Her temper is as wicked and sharp as her axe.
Music is a passion for Ehnleth, as it is known that she will wear out any bard in her midst, eager for another song, the next limerick, just one more tune.

Black Cinders [High Casual]

Ehnleth

Name: Ehnleth

Appearance:


Biography:
Ehnleth belonged to one of the many barbarian clans in Sivar Velg. Hers wasn't the most notorious by any means, but it's frequent raids pulled enough attention. Ehnleth herself was raised in this environment, a tribe of warriors ever flowing through the rough and bitter terrain, claiming settlements for their own or razing them down, while she was molded into a small but mighty warrior. At the tender age of twelve, she started her training, learning the ways of her brutal clan. At sixteen, she was allowed to join into the fray herself, gaining rapid experience in her vicious inherited occupation. Ehnleth began with small skirmishes, and graduated to larger raids with age, as she evolved from fledgling warrior to a full force of wrath. She enjoyed the heat of battle, the adrenaline like fire through her veins, warming her despite the surrounding snow. Her passion and bloodlust was unmatched and only grew stronger with time until, at the age of 19, her scarred and muscular body stood as a testament to her skill.
When the Order came to her settlement, Ehnleth's perspective changed. They swept through her village, hunting for something of which she was unaware, while she stared in awe at their swiftness and tenacity. She felt...admiration. Some of her clan watched, careful to stay out of the way of the notorious Order of Cinders. Others were threatened by this, and fought back against the raid, their barbaric cries resounding within the thick wooden walls of the settlement as they were taken down with fire. In a matter of minutes, the hunt was over, and the prey was found. On a whim, Ehnleth approached a hunter and demanded to be taken along, eager to join this worthy and noble group.
Years had passed, and Ehnleth remained vigilant in her pursuit for a good fight, though her purposes changed. The Order of Cinders straightened her out to the ways of justice, the honorable fight against the wicked who existed in the cracks of the surrounding world. Though the barbarian within remains.

Personality:
The being that Ehnleth becomes in battle can't be ignored, and is quite obvious. Nothing short of a beast of war, and twice as deadly. But outside of the hunt, one would find a much more relaxed woman. She is hearty and confident, easily identified as the loudest laugh in any room. She enjoys a good drink, rowdy company, and exchanging stories over her scars and the weathered marks of her peers. If the story turns into a competition, she'll be the first to start it, and gladly be the one to end it as well. As quickly as she will crack a joke, she can turn a storm. Her temper is as wicked and sharp as her axe.
Music is a passion for Ehnleth, as it is known that she will wear out any bard in her midst, eager for another song, the next limerick, just one more tune.

The Order of Cinders

I've got a character app ready and waiting for the OOC, unless I could just post it now (for the sake of anyone else wanting to tie in.)

The Order of Cinders

Definitely interested, I'll be sticking around. I saw a Grey Wardens sort of thing going on here, but with fire? Oh hell yeah. (I'm the friend BurningCold mentioned.)

Written: A Fairytale RP

I'm withdrawing my reservation in this RP. Bye.

Written: A Fairytale RP

@Undine
Reserving The Little Mermaid! Thanks.

Written: A Fairytale RP

Friend, here. I'm in! I'll be posting up an app sometime.