Post by Atisha on Dec 22, 2012 22:40:43 GMT -5
GENERAL
Full Name: Atisha. Also known as The Virgin Doll at the brothel
Race: Elf
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Birthplace: Val Foret, Orlais
Residence: Val Foret, Orlais
Affiliation: Her sisters
Occupation: Hostess/Waitress at a The Rose of Orlais (brothel)
Religion: Andrastian Chantry
COMBAT
Class: Citizen
Character Stats:
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 2
Willpower: 0
Magic: 0
Cunning: 3
Gear:
- Two Dragonthorn daggers. She usually only has one hidden on her, but if she's in a threatening situation she'll tend to wear both.
- A lock-pick
- She usually wears elegant clothing, mostly only dresses.
- Leaf/flower clips
CHARACTERISTICS
Appearance: Much of Atisha's looks can be found when looking at her mother and father. A lot of her looks are a combination of the two. Her hair is a blonde color (from her father) with a mix of red tint (from her mother) that falls to her mid-waist; the red gives her hair a dark golden color when in the sunlight. Her eyes are a bright hazel-green, shaped like large marbles. Her skin is a very light golden-pale hue, giving her cheeks a natural blush color. Like most elves, she's smaller than most, standing at a good 5 feet with a very slim figure.
Her clothing choice isn't much different than a lot of Orlesians, wearing dresses and semi-elegant clothing. Clothing that a young brothel girl could possibly make and buy herself. She also tends to keep leaves and flowers in her hair for decoration, as she tends to have a love for nature.
Personality: On the outside, Atisha would seem like her traditional shy, innocent little elven girl. She greets you at the front of the brothel with a sweet smile on her face and you think to yourself, "What's a girl like her doing in a place like this?". But in truth, she isn't. Sure, she's sweet, but she's also a lot more complex than that.
Most of it starts with her Kleptomania; her need, her addiction to steal. When she finds something, whether it's on a person or not, whether she actually wants it or not, she will find any possible way to take it. She doesn't do it for economic need or because she can't pay for it. Most of the time, has the money needed to purchase the item, but instead she prefers to take it from someone instead. Even if she may never use said item afterwards. She's not afraid to do so. The thrill and the rush she gets while doing it makes it that much more exhilarating for her. Atisha has been known for her wild nature. Outgoing, hyper, addicted to stealing, and always on her toes. She knows how to use her blades. And while she does work at a brothel, along with the rest of her sisters, she's been trained on how to defend herself. She's never killed a man, but if it comes to do it, there's always a first for everything.
HISTORY
On a rainy day in the Spring month of Eluviesta, golden haired Atisha was born. She was the youngest of her family with three older sisters; one of them a half sister and the other two were adopted. But despite the blood differences, she always considered every one of them her true sisters. She never knew her father, but every time she'd ask her mother who he was, she'd always respond with the answer that it didn't matter. And maybe it didn't. She got along just fine with her sisters and mother.
Atisha was a troublesome child from a very young age. Like every other toddler, she eventually went through a "Mine Phase"; a phase in which the baby has trouble with the concept of sharing, but for Atisha it was taken to a whole other level. Things around the house began disappearing, and her mother couldn't bring a thing home for the girls without it disappearing. You went into her room, and you'd find a trunk full of stolen things; objects varying from jewelry to junk that would never be used. Even foods stolen off of others' plates. The sister would typically have pieces of jewelry missing from their boxes within a week. It was up to their mother to forge through her room and take it back, with punishment for the young girl.
Everyone believed that it would pass; she'd learn how to share and that stealing was bad. But it never did. The only thing Atisha learned was how to become more cunning with her talent.
When she was 13 years old, she had the biggest run-in of her young life. She was out at the brothel that her sisters and mother worked at. Since their mother owned the place, it was the only way she could keep an eye on Atisha. They stopped hiring baby-sitters because they'd quit within the week they were hired. Each one of them would complain about their jewelry going missing, and calling the young girl a thief. Even one point she stole one of her mother's necklaces, for the usual thrill, and when she was done she planted it in the sitter's pocket.
So, Atisha sat in her chair in the lobby of the brothel as she watched the women take their costumers to their rooms up above. Most of the men were frequents (customers that came to the brothel often), but some were new, getting their first taste of a fun, shameless night. But one man caught the young elf's eye, or more specifically, the gold chain that dangled from his pocket.
It shined brightly before her eyes. Did she want it? Not really. Would she ever do anything with it? Probably not. But that's not what mattered to her. She saw something and she wanted to take it. It wasn't about the price tag, it was about the thrill she got from stealing. The man was busy on his pretty young thing that he was taking to bed, he wouldn't be worried about a 13 year old. So, Atisha stood from her chair, and when no-one was looking she sneaked up behind him and snatched it from his pocket. A gold watch hung from her palm and her eyes watched it rock back and forth... as well as the eyes of the man. She had become so distracted by the watch, that she forget what she had just done.
The man's hand gripped tightly around her wrist and the watch fell to the floor, breaking upon impact. The shatter of the gold seemed almost as if it was the only noise in the building. All she could do was stare at it as the man's hand flew up in the air and collided with her cheek. Atisha fell to the ground with a reddened cheek, but the assault didn't go unnoticed by her dear mother, who ran up to the man and gave him a slap of his own before kicking him out of the brothel and banning him from ever coming back again. Sure, Atisha had her scolding as well, but the biggest punishment was what stayed on her pale cheek.
But, as expected, she didn't learn her lesson. She just learned how to become more cunning.
At the ripe age of 16 was when her mother finally decided she'd take a job at the brothel, but not like her older sisters. The other girls worked as Courtesans and Dancers, but Atisha became the Hostess instead. It took a while to convince the men--and women customers--that she wasn't for sale, as many tried to pay for her. And while there are those that still come in for her, they're easily redirected to another Girl of the bustling brothel. Will Atisha ever decide to make her money the other way? Probably not. While being the "baby" of the family (and Brothel family), she also chooses to save her virginity for that one "special" guy.
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