Atolini Venora
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Name: Atolini VenoraAge:19
Race:Human
Date of Birth:
Marks:None
Factions Joined:None
Languages Spoken: Common Fluent, Only Language
Partners:None
Appearance
She has blonde hair and green eyes, and white skin. She stand around 5"8 and wears rather bland clothing, her drab attire beffiting peasants because Atolini destroys cloths on her hunting trips.
Personality
Of Noble Birth to one of the most prestigious families in rynmere, she believes that she is entitled and the world owes her something and thats whatever whenever. Shes pretty placid and doesnt care about anything then enjoyment, she views her family as a clustering of fuck ups. Especially Andraska she thinks hes a drug dealer or something is up with him as he was flaky in days long past. She doesnt know what to make of Tristans past relationship with a former slave theres no other explanation for it. Like a noble loving a street beggar thats popostrous he was high. And why she was accused constantly of recreational drug use, she thinks her younger brother now deceased was assassinated by the scum of society thats festering like rotting flesh. Every issue is clearly the peasants fault from Alistair and Tristan not being married to Zvedzanas death, its crystal clear at least to her whos at fault and where blame needs to be dumped. Andraska made strides to look better by joining the guard but she thinks it's a cover for something sketchy he was a weird one. Its blatantly obvious the upstarts are the weeds in there garden strangling the rosses before they bloom.
History
Atolini is a noble that lives for the hunt, the courts the silly games her family everything about them including the social gambles they plays it's all pompous and boring to her it's always whos sword is longer or whos polished whos codepiece. Outside is where the fun lurks and the second eldest Venora indulges in having a good time, her priority after all is enjoying all her family has done and the wealth an emphasis on the riches and finery. She has no wants to the throne, or the duchy she is happy to be playing archery in the vinyards in the summer, her favorite past time other than archery is making the arrow she intends to use on her quarry, she daydreams and fantasizes about the moment before loosing her custom shot into a wild boar and the feasts that accompany it as she widdles notches in the wood for feathers or tightening in a sharpened stone arrowhead that she chipped away into honed razor edges herself. The young Atolini delights in the craftsmanship of her arrows, theres no finer a thing in her mind for a past time. Even when it comes to Archery the breathing the patients it takes before finally releasing the arrow it's all relevant and she enjoys every part of it because life is so simple and perfect that it just makes sense.
She has a skewed perception of the world utterly oblivious to dangers beyond there lands. But whispers about magic sparked an interest with the young and impressionable noble, and she concluded that having a relationship with the elements was what she wanted she liked the idea of spirits and arrows and being a famous archer maybe even world class it was a dream but it was hers. Even though such goals were lofty she did manage to gain initiation at her parents expense of course.
Often times discerning mages became less choosy when copious amounts of coin came into play, it was a sad truth but nobles played by different rules. With an offer of gold nels on the table they attracted the attention of a seeker, his name was Gratul. He started life as a peasant and climbed the ladder, he wasnt world renown or some guy of legendary skill he was a student studying at the university and required cash to continue his tenure in Andaris. It was a tight liped ordeal, but Gratul wasnt stupid he knew if Atolini died he wasnt going to be able to just walk away. He devised a plan, and had a mattress set beneath the window of a tower hidden by the shrubs of the garden. When he felt she was ready, she was invited up and told to close her eyes and feel the breeze outside when she complied he pushed her out the window. The fear, the danger it was all to real for Atolini as she absconded downward before the wind stopped her and allowed her to gently drop into the shrubs. Gratuls expectation was if the wind didnt heed her spark, shed at least be alive injured but albeit alive. It was a good transaction, as hed continue getting paid to teach Atolini about her spark and the elements and the spirits that comprise them. Even though they had a student teacher relationship, eventually it was greed that got better of ol Gratul. He started wanting more and more for his services and when he was refused he got bold and threatened to expose Atolinis newfound secret expecting bribery to be the outcome of blackmail instead his reply from the family was daggers under the gaze of the moon. Atolini was told her teacher left for Andaris, something she already knew was going to happen and was oblivious to his bold threats or that he was murdered. In fact she was just focused on her spark and the new and wonderful world that had been opened up to her.
It was double edged as it was everything she dreamed and more, it was like having best friends to share her joys with but as she widdled arrows and practiced archery with the elemental spirits of defiance the more reclusive she became with the rest of her family. They were more of a drag, as she was constantly accused of drug use or some scandelous foul play with the help like her dear brother. The young Atolini did what she did best shut them out and walked outside to play with her friends the spirits of defiance.
In an effort to keep Atolini around, she was also given riding lessons she enjoyed the experience enough but not enough to really care about the ins and outs of her family. She could ride a horse without falling off, how to steer, mount and dismount. Her favorite was trying to shoot while stationary on horseback, it was a new challenge trying to aim with the movement of her steed and while she had extreme difficulty hitting anything it did provide hours of new entertainment.
Her parents were to busy with Tristan anyway the family artist, he could have scandalous relations with slaves and he was still the favorite. Always nose deep in his projects and art, his sculptures seemed more important than her and while Atolini does adore her brother she does feel resentful as she feels like a prisoner of the estate
Old Ebony is a dissapointment unlike her brother who died in a tournament, her eldest daughter is married to a creeper and has even creepier kids. She detests fort venora because her brother was murdered there, she feels like theodore haunts the place as everywhere she tirns she is confronted by memories. Alistair on the other hand she believes is a good guy doing what he can to get by, his sister dies and his younger flake brother is off doing flake things she personally thinks Alistair is a victim of circumstance like hes all fucked up because of the familys perversion if only Tristan could keep it in his pants or at least out of the garbage or Andraska and whatever creeper things he may be into maybe just maybe Alistair would have turned out ok she believes them at fault for why he comes off as a weirdo hes groomed to be duke of these clowns it's probably why grandma ebony retired; fear of embarrassment.
Zvedzana on the other hand died in the most romantic way possible, she fell in love with some heart throb hunk and challenged the empire only to lose her lover instead of fleeing she joined her man it was totally poetic every piece just gushes in juicey detail of a woman that lived. Of course she has a conspiracy theory about Theodores alleged suicide, she thinks he may have had something secretly to do with Zved.
Theodore on the other hand bothers her a great deal, she feels responsible in some way for not being around. She was so busy with Defiance she all but forgot about him until it was to late. Questions of if, slowly take a toll on her as she ponders what if she had come home that night or asked him to join her on an adventure. She knows what it feels like to be held hostage in your own home with no where to go surrounded by people but no one to talk too. Loneliness she knew it well; all to well.
Housing
Fort Venora, or OakleighKnowledge & Skills
| Skill | Points Acquired | Total Points Spent | Proficiency |
| Weapon Ranged Long Bow | RB 25/100 | 25/251 | Novice |
| Defiance | 25/100 | (25/251) | Novice |
| Fletching | 20/100 | N/A Fast Track | Novice |
| Mount | 5/100 | (5/251) | Novice |
Skill Point Ledger
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| Thread or Skill Name | Points Awarded | Points Spent | Running Total |
| Weapon Long Bow [RB]+25 | |||
| Starting Package | 50 | ||
| 25 Defiance | |||
| 20 Fletching | |||
| 5 Mount | |||
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Marks Section
Items
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+100 GN SP
+250 liquidated Housing
Mastercrafted Long Bow -120gn
Mastercrafted Arrows x40 -8gn
Horse -50gn
Large Dog x2 150gn
Leather Reigns -8gn
Treasured Possession; Night Rider Saddle gifted to her by her grandmother ebony. Its black leather embroidered with a tapestry of roses
Ledger
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Total Currency: 0 ON, 4GN, 0 SN, 0 CN
Fame Ledger
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| Starting Fame | +20 | +20 |
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