Bio
So I made a bio for RoTV! Woohoo! ^_^
Of course I used an old one and modified it a little but WHO CARES!?
So I am going to post it here because I am proud of it.
[Under an LJ cut of course]
Name: Tessa Kore
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Country/Region: Altara
Town/City: Ebou Dar
Physical Information: Tessa Kore is a slender girl at 5'6" and 120 pounds. She has light coppery skin and striking amber eyes in the traditional almond shape. In contrast to her eyes she has a small mouth that is quick to grin and equally quick to frown. Tessa also has dark brown hair which has a small hint of red in the sunlight. It is only slightly past her shoulders and she normally lets hang loose. Additionally, she has a horizontal scar across her left forearm near the wrist which she earned in a duel ten years ago.
Emotional Information: Tessa is a proud person. She has a lot of self-confidence and most of it comes from being independent almost all her life. She is also very stubborn and determined to get her will. Quick to anger she is still very rational even in the height of her wrath. Those who anger her or make a fool of her don't fade from her mind and she places a lot of value on revenge. Underneath all this, there is a small core inside Tessa that is understanding and self-sacraficing, however these traits rarely come to the surface and lay hidden under years of bitterness. She has few friends and what friends she does have, she's not very close to. She finds men more easier to build frienships with since they aren't usually as scheming and nasty as women. Tessa has a hard time tolerating anyone with a similar personality but appreciates people who tend to be more sarcastic and pessimistic than happy-go-lucky. She doesn't fear the future but welcomes whatever the Creator can throw at her.
Life History: Growing up in the Rahad of Ebou Dar was not an easy life. Tessa came from a poor family, with a mother and father who had more children than they could afford to feed. Her father was an unsuccessful fisherman and her mother had turned their home into the local whorehouse. Tessa’s childhood consisted of playing in the streets with her siblings and often pick-pocketing and stealing from local vendors. She was caught filching a withered apple off a stand once and learned a life lesson the hard way. The lesson: become quicker or starve.
Despite all negative influences in her life, Tessa was still a very proud person. Once while in a tavern, a girl with slightly higher social status had made a sardonic comment concerning the condition of Tessa’s clothes. Whirling around, she glared at the girl and challenged her to a duel. This was Tessa’s first, but she wouldn’t let the girl know by any signs on her face. The innkeeper asked that they take their quarrel outside and they obliged. Drawing daggers, the two girls circled each other for a while until the other girl went to strike first. Tessa side-stepped it and spun to face the girl. They were back at square one and the other girl was growing impatient with her younger opponent. Make them weary and blinded by frustration, that is the key to winning. Her older brother Cai had always given her that advice and she kept it in mind now. Keeping her calm, Tessa and the other girl went back and forth with slashes and parries. With no result the older girl was fuming and made a charge for Tessa with blade at stomach level. Tessa side-stepped her once more and then tripped her in her carelessness. Levelling her dagger with the girl’s jugular, Tessa’s victory was declared and she took the loser’s clothes to further the point and shame her more. Thus was Tessa’s first duel at the age of twelve.
Two years later when she reached womanhood, Amar, Tessa’s mother, declared that she was old enough to enter the family business. Amar ran a whorehouse and her daughters were the tools of the trade. Reluctantly, Tessa agreed to her mother’s wishes. What else was she to do? She had no talents besides thievery and in her eyes, being a whore was better than being a beggar. A wench had some pride in her work whereas a beggar only had shame. Tessa had many patrons but she always kept her dagger nearby. Her patrons played by her rules or they would end up in a world of hurt. Since Tessa was pretty for her social class, she made decent wages yet, occasionally she would steal anyway just for the thrill of it and to keep her senses sharp. But most days when she wasn’t on an assignment she was busy doing housework and watching after her younger brothers and sisters.
After a year of this lifestyle though, she was becoming more and more unsettled. This wasn’t how she wanted to live her life until she was killed in a duel or too old and ugly to work as a wench. She had wanted to live her life in an exciting way, with tons of stories of adventures and traveling. However her mother needed her to keep food on the table so she stayed. Her commitment to her family couldn’t last forever though.
After another year went by, her favorite sibling Cai was fatally injured in a duel. Tessa was crushed. How could the Creator do this to her? She had dealt with such instances many times before but this she could not handle. Cai had been there for her since she was born and taught her most of what she knew about the streets and dueling. He was her closest friend and confidante. She was devastated and couldn’t bear to stay home anymore. Everything about Ebou Dar reminded her of Cai and it was too much on her. She cursed the Creator and forsook the Light. It was time to leave.
For a year she wandered through different countries and made a living in various ways. She had been a barmaid, worked in a clothing shop, sang in taverns, returned to whoring among various other things. She had been in many different relationships but none had been overly fulfilling. However, no matter where she was she never felt quite at home.
While spending a few weeks in Tar Valon, Tessa became extremely ill. Having lived in the city long enough, she knew that she could ask for Aes Sedai Healing and receive it. She was wary from superstitions and rumors though and waited another week. Eventually she felt so ashamed of being afraid of a few witches she went to seek their aid in spite of herself. It came quite as a shock to her when the Yellow Sister Healing her told her that she had the ability to channel and would remain at the Tower. Feeling trapped, she thought about rebelling until she logically looked at the facts. She would be given shelter, food, and clothing. She had nowhere else to go. And if she made it out alive, she would bend people to her will. Deciding to stay, she donned the white the very next day.
The next eight years as a novice were rough for Tessa. Naturally inclined to be defiant, she found the Aes Sedai, while very powerful and mysterious, also very demanding and demeaning. But everytime she thought about running away from the Tower she always talked herself out of it. She had nothing going for her in the wide world and everything going for her here. And while she was treated like a child and had to scrub floors, things weren't all that bad. Sometimes she yearned for the old life of dueling and thievery in which case she would steal little things like bread from the kitchen or get into an argument with another novice who happened to cross her.
Then one night, a small knock came on her door. It was the Mistress of Novices and she had come to take her to the rings. Walking down the carpeted hallways with nothing but the little globe of light in the Mistress of Novice's hand to show them the way, Tessa shivered in fear. This is it, she thought to herself, this will be the true test of where my Fate lies. Pushing away such dark thoughts she chided herself for her fear. She would do this without breaking a sweat. Entering a chamber deep in the bowels of the Tower, the door was shut behind her and the ceremony took place.
Leaving later that night with the banded dress and the Great Serpent ring, Tessa was brooding over everything she had seen. Fresh images of her long deceased brother haunted her along with images of things that could have been or might still be waiting in the future. Tossing and turning all night and taking little comfort in her new status, she woke up with a new resolve to become Aes Sedai. There was no thought of failure. She would succeed.
Channeling Info
Strength in the One Power: 4.0 [eventual 4.5]
Elements in order from STRONGEST to WEAKEST:
Earth 1
Air 3
Spirit 5
Water 2
Fire 4
Ajah choice: Unsure, possible Red/Blue/Green [Black]
Talents: none known at this time
Of course I used an old one and modified it a little but WHO CARES!?
So I am going to post it here because I am proud of it.
[Under an LJ cut of course]
Name: Tessa Kore
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Country/Region: Altara
Town/City: Ebou Dar
Physical Information: Tessa Kore is a slender girl at 5'6" and 120 pounds. She has light coppery skin and striking amber eyes in the traditional almond shape. In contrast to her eyes she has a small mouth that is quick to grin and equally quick to frown. Tessa also has dark brown hair which has a small hint of red in the sunlight. It is only slightly past her shoulders and she normally lets hang loose. Additionally, she has a horizontal scar across her left forearm near the wrist which she earned in a duel ten years ago.
Emotional Information: Tessa is a proud person. She has a lot of self-confidence and most of it comes from being independent almost all her life. She is also very stubborn and determined to get her will. Quick to anger she is still very rational even in the height of her wrath. Those who anger her or make a fool of her don't fade from her mind and she places a lot of value on revenge. Underneath all this, there is a small core inside Tessa that is understanding and self-sacraficing, however these traits rarely come to the surface and lay hidden under years of bitterness. She has few friends and what friends she does have, she's not very close to. She finds men more easier to build frienships with since they aren't usually as scheming and nasty as women. Tessa has a hard time tolerating anyone with a similar personality but appreciates people who tend to be more sarcastic and pessimistic than happy-go-lucky. She doesn't fear the future but welcomes whatever the Creator can throw at her.
Life History: Growing up in the Rahad of Ebou Dar was not an easy life. Tessa came from a poor family, with a mother and father who had more children than they could afford to feed. Her father was an unsuccessful fisherman and her mother had turned their home into the local whorehouse. Tessa’s childhood consisted of playing in the streets with her siblings and often pick-pocketing and stealing from local vendors. She was caught filching a withered apple off a stand once and learned a life lesson the hard way. The lesson: become quicker or starve.
Despite all negative influences in her life, Tessa was still a very proud person. Once while in a tavern, a girl with slightly higher social status had made a sardonic comment concerning the condition of Tessa’s clothes. Whirling around, she glared at the girl and challenged her to a duel. This was Tessa’s first, but she wouldn’t let the girl know by any signs on her face. The innkeeper asked that they take their quarrel outside and they obliged. Drawing daggers, the two girls circled each other for a while until the other girl went to strike first. Tessa side-stepped it and spun to face the girl. They were back at square one and the other girl was growing impatient with her younger opponent. Make them weary and blinded by frustration, that is the key to winning. Her older brother Cai had always given her that advice and she kept it in mind now. Keeping her calm, Tessa and the other girl went back and forth with slashes and parries. With no result the older girl was fuming and made a charge for Tessa with blade at stomach level. Tessa side-stepped her once more and then tripped her in her carelessness. Levelling her dagger with the girl’s jugular, Tessa’s victory was declared and she took the loser’s clothes to further the point and shame her more. Thus was Tessa’s first duel at the age of twelve.
Two years later when she reached womanhood, Amar, Tessa’s mother, declared that she was old enough to enter the family business. Amar ran a whorehouse and her daughters were the tools of the trade. Reluctantly, Tessa agreed to her mother’s wishes. What else was she to do? She had no talents besides thievery and in her eyes, being a whore was better than being a beggar. A wench had some pride in her work whereas a beggar only had shame. Tessa had many patrons but she always kept her dagger nearby. Her patrons played by her rules or they would end up in a world of hurt. Since Tessa was pretty for her social class, she made decent wages yet, occasionally she would steal anyway just for the thrill of it and to keep her senses sharp. But most days when she wasn’t on an assignment she was busy doing housework and watching after her younger brothers and sisters.
After a year of this lifestyle though, she was becoming more and more unsettled. This wasn’t how she wanted to live her life until she was killed in a duel or too old and ugly to work as a wench. She had wanted to live her life in an exciting way, with tons of stories of adventures and traveling. However her mother needed her to keep food on the table so she stayed. Her commitment to her family couldn’t last forever though.
After another year went by, her favorite sibling Cai was fatally injured in a duel. Tessa was crushed. How could the Creator do this to her? She had dealt with such instances many times before but this she could not handle. Cai had been there for her since she was born and taught her most of what she knew about the streets and dueling. He was her closest friend and confidante. She was devastated and couldn’t bear to stay home anymore. Everything about Ebou Dar reminded her of Cai and it was too much on her. She cursed the Creator and forsook the Light. It was time to leave.
For a year she wandered through different countries and made a living in various ways. She had been a barmaid, worked in a clothing shop, sang in taverns, returned to whoring among various other things. She had been in many different relationships but none had been overly fulfilling. However, no matter where she was she never felt quite at home.
While spending a few weeks in Tar Valon, Tessa became extremely ill. Having lived in the city long enough, she knew that she could ask for Aes Sedai Healing and receive it. She was wary from superstitions and rumors though and waited another week. Eventually she felt so ashamed of being afraid of a few witches she went to seek their aid in spite of herself. It came quite as a shock to her when the Yellow Sister Healing her told her that she had the ability to channel and would remain at the Tower. Feeling trapped, she thought about rebelling until she logically looked at the facts. She would be given shelter, food, and clothing. She had nowhere else to go. And if she made it out alive, she would bend people to her will. Deciding to stay, she donned the white the very next day.
The next eight years as a novice were rough for Tessa. Naturally inclined to be defiant, she found the Aes Sedai, while very powerful and mysterious, also very demanding and demeaning. But everytime she thought about running away from the Tower she always talked herself out of it. She had nothing going for her in the wide world and everything going for her here. And while she was treated like a child and had to scrub floors, things weren't all that bad. Sometimes she yearned for the old life of dueling and thievery in which case she would steal little things like bread from the kitchen or get into an argument with another novice who happened to cross her.
Then one night, a small knock came on her door. It was the Mistress of Novices and she had come to take her to the rings. Walking down the carpeted hallways with nothing but the little globe of light in the Mistress of Novice's hand to show them the way, Tessa shivered in fear. This is it, she thought to herself, this will be the true test of where my Fate lies. Pushing away such dark thoughts she chided herself for her fear. She would do this without breaking a sweat. Entering a chamber deep in the bowels of the Tower, the door was shut behind her and the ceremony took place.
Leaving later that night with the banded dress and the Great Serpent ring, Tessa was brooding over everything she had seen. Fresh images of her long deceased brother haunted her along with images of things that could have been or might still be waiting in the future. Tossing and turning all night and taking little comfort in her new status, she woke up with a new resolve to become Aes Sedai. There was no thought of failure. She would succeed.
Channeling Info
Strength in the One Power: 4.0 [eventual 4.5]
Elements in order from STRONGEST to WEAKEST:
Earth 1
Air 3
Spirit 5
Water 2
Fire 4
Ajah choice: Unsure, possible Red/Blue/Green [Black]
Talents: none known at this time