Post by Tegan Non on Jun 27, 2008 11:13:57 GMT
About The Player
Name/Alias: Jen
Age: 17
Contact Info: jenny.l.neal@googlemail.com
About The Character
Tegan Rose Non
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I’m either innocent or I’m not…
Basics
Name: Tegan Rose Non
Nicknames/Titles: Tegan, Teg
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Birthdate: 27th September
Species: Human
Status/Occupation: Street Lurker and thief, otherwise unemployed
Homeland: Archenland
Residence
Resides in: Beaversdam, originally from Archenland where the rest of her family still live.
Description
Hair, Colour and Style: Long and blonde, her hair curls gently down to the middle of her back. Her hair is naturally dark at the roots and goes extremely light in the summer sun.
Eye Colour: Green
Skin Tone: Tan
Height: 5’3
Scars: A few small nicks on her hands from where she’s caught herself on her own blade from thieving. One larger scar on her ankle from where she was caught back in Archenland.
Family
Parents: Rihanne Clare Peters [Mother] Garrett Julian Non
Siblings: Cree Lian Non [Sister, 19] Levett Riee Non [Sister, 18]
Other Important Figures: Brynn Storm, the street entertainer.
Personality
Likes:
Money, snow, the fauns [she thinks they’re cute], life in Narnia, entertainment of the street variety, trickery and thieving.
Dislikes:
Rain, peasant’s pockets, the centaurs [nearly being trampled when young], being caught, authority, the Pevensies.
Key Event in Life: Her father used to have a good job, but when he had an accident that rendered him unfit for work, everything in her life went down hill, and nobody is about to hire a girl who has nothing to her name. So she took to thieving, which just so happens that she is quite good at it. Lucky really. But her small hands and angelic face help her to get threw almost any situation without a failure. Key moments because: it’s the reason she is the person she is today.
Five Words To Describe You: Thief, liar, mis-leading, genuine, charismatic.
Personality:
To say that every thief is a cruel and heartless being is unfair. Never has Tegan ever gone against her own individual morals, and hopefully never will she have to. She didn’t always intend on stealing things to get through life, that’s jut how things panned out. She isn’t heartless and would never target the poor; she’d rather like to have a go at one of those really rich kids, the ones that think they run the joint. Alas she would most likely never get the chance; they would never grace the peasants with their presence.
Tegan wouldn’t class herself as the nicest of people, but she’s not horrible, she does what she dose for a reason, and is never about to go out of her way to be spiteful to another. She likes life and would rather people be happy they put up with what they have when they could have more.
She thinks higher of herself they she should, but she knows she is good at what she does, she’s not going to deny that fact as she doesn’t believe it would be useful to her or anybody else for that matter. Denying yourself of your true thoughts and feelings never helped anybody. Speaking your mind is one of the key things that Tegan sees as a main attribute in any person. When people keep themselves to themselves that suits them, but people will always respect you more if you put yourself out there and make yourself known.
Hypocritical perhaps as Tegan prefers to keep to the shadows. But that only comes with the trade. She came to Narnia to get away from her thieving habits, but as of yet has been unsuccessful in finding work she would enjoy. She can’t tie herself to something when t doesn’t stimulate her mind.
History
History: Until Tegan was 12, her father had a decent job, and good money. He could keep the family going and always provide them with a good meal each day. But life might as well have ended for the family when he suffered in an accident that left him rendered useless and unable to work. So she took to teaching herself to take things from other people without their knowledge. She’d always been good at slight of hand and magic tricks, but never had she had to put it into professional practise.
Life moved on, they had food on the table each night but never as extravagant as before. For nearly ten years Tegan did her best to make sure everybody in her family had something to eat. Her sister’s now being in trade of their own, Cree a seamstress and Levett a Lady’s Maid. Now they could fend for themselves she didn’t feel as bad when she was forced to leave Archenland.
Not long ago, Tegan tripped. Metaphorically speaking. She got caught by some rich picking who had been expecting for somebody to make a grab for their purse. It ended in Tegan being slammed into a wall by the Noble, catching her ankle on a cart as she practically flew past it. That;s where she got herself her scar on her ankle. A piece of wood embedded itself. Much to her general surprise. She’d had to leave then and there. People knew what she did, everybody knew her face opposed to nobody even taking the slightest notice of her. So she came to Narnia.
She promised herself that she would never take anything from somebody else ever again, but that didn’t last long. She couldn’t get into the swing of an everyday job and she could never find anything that interested her long enough to grab her attention from 9 til 5 everyday. It made it hard to make a living. So she took to stealing. Again. First up on her list, that Street Entertainer. Unfortunately for her, she hadn’t managed to make it more than ten steps before he stopped her. She claimed to be innocent. Despite appearance, he thought she was anything but.
Other
Face/Voice Claim: Hayden Panettiere
Member Title: Innocent Again
Prove Your Skills
RP Sample:
Name/Alias: Jen
Age: 17
Contact Info: jenny.l.neal@googlemail.com
About The Character
Tegan Rose Non
I’m either innocent or I’m not…
Basics
Name: Tegan Rose Non
Nicknames/Titles: Tegan, Teg
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Birthdate: 27th September
Species: Human
Status/Occupation: Street Lurker and thief, otherwise unemployed
Homeland: Archenland
Residence
Resides in: Beaversdam, originally from Archenland where the rest of her family still live.
Description
Hair, Colour and Style: Long and blonde, her hair curls gently down to the middle of her back. Her hair is naturally dark at the roots and goes extremely light in the summer sun.
Eye Colour: Green
Skin Tone: Tan
Height: 5’3
Scars: A few small nicks on her hands from where she’s caught herself on her own blade from thieving. One larger scar on her ankle from where she was caught back in Archenland.
Family
Parents: Rihanne Clare Peters [Mother] Garrett Julian Non
Siblings: Cree Lian Non [Sister, 19] Levett Riee Non [Sister, 18]
Other Important Figures: Brynn Storm, the street entertainer.
Personality
Likes:
Money, snow, the fauns [she thinks they’re cute], life in Narnia, entertainment of the street variety, trickery and thieving.
Dislikes:
Rain, peasant’s pockets, the centaurs [nearly being trampled when young], being caught, authority, the Pevensies.
Key Event in Life: Her father used to have a good job, but when he had an accident that rendered him unfit for work, everything in her life went down hill, and nobody is about to hire a girl who has nothing to her name. So she took to thieving, which just so happens that she is quite good at it. Lucky really. But her small hands and angelic face help her to get threw almost any situation without a failure. Key moments because: it’s the reason she is the person she is today.
Five Words To Describe You: Thief, liar, mis-leading, genuine, charismatic.
Personality:
To say that every thief is a cruel and heartless being is unfair. Never has Tegan ever gone against her own individual morals, and hopefully never will she have to. She didn’t always intend on stealing things to get through life, that’s jut how things panned out. She isn’t heartless and would never target the poor; she’d rather like to have a go at one of those really rich kids, the ones that think they run the joint. Alas she would most likely never get the chance; they would never grace the peasants with their presence.
Tegan wouldn’t class herself as the nicest of people, but she’s not horrible, she does what she dose for a reason, and is never about to go out of her way to be spiteful to another. She likes life and would rather people be happy they put up with what they have when they could have more.
She thinks higher of herself they she should, but she knows she is good at what she does, she’s not going to deny that fact as she doesn’t believe it would be useful to her or anybody else for that matter. Denying yourself of your true thoughts and feelings never helped anybody. Speaking your mind is one of the key things that Tegan sees as a main attribute in any person. When people keep themselves to themselves that suits them, but people will always respect you more if you put yourself out there and make yourself known.
Hypocritical perhaps as Tegan prefers to keep to the shadows. But that only comes with the trade. She came to Narnia to get away from her thieving habits, but as of yet has been unsuccessful in finding work she would enjoy. She can’t tie herself to something when t doesn’t stimulate her mind.
History
History: Until Tegan was 12, her father had a decent job, and good money. He could keep the family going and always provide them with a good meal each day. But life might as well have ended for the family when he suffered in an accident that left him rendered useless and unable to work. So she took to teaching herself to take things from other people without their knowledge. She’d always been good at slight of hand and magic tricks, but never had she had to put it into professional practise.
Life moved on, they had food on the table each night but never as extravagant as before. For nearly ten years Tegan did her best to make sure everybody in her family had something to eat. Her sister’s now being in trade of their own, Cree a seamstress and Levett a Lady’s Maid. Now they could fend for themselves she didn’t feel as bad when she was forced to leave Archenland.
Not long ago, Tegan tripped. Metaphorically speaking. She got caught by some rich picking who had been expecting for somebody to make a grab for their purse. It ended in Tegan being slammed into a wall by the Noble, catching her ankle on a cart as she practically flew past it. That;s where she got herself her scar on her ankle. A piece of wood embedded itself. Much to her general surprise. She’d had to leave then and there. People knew what she did, everybody knew her face opposed to nobody even taking the slightest notice of her. So she came to Narnia.
She promised herself that she would never take anything from somebody else ever again, but that didn’t last long. She couldn’t get into the swing of an everyday job and she could never find anything that interested her long enough to grab her attention from 9 til 5 everyday. It made it hard to make a living. So she took to stealing. Again. First up on her list, that Street Entertainer. Unfortunately for her, she hadn’t managed to make it more than ten steps before he stopped her. She claimed to be innocent. Despite appearance, he thought she was anything but.
Other
Face/Voice Claim: Hayden Panettiere
Member Title: Innocent Again
Prove Your Skills
RP Sample:
As she walked up the dirt path towards the Well - their usual meeting point quite why he hadn’t stayed there today she would have to find out, that and give him a wallop for being such an idiot – she heard the insistence whistling of the outlaw behind her. Whatever he was trying to prove, how annoying he could be perhaps, she wasn’t about to give in. She recognised the tune, quite why or where from she couldn’t remember.
[i]”Great”[/i] she thought to herself, frowning slightly, [i]”Now that’s going to bug me all day,”[/i] and until she remembered what it was he was sounding out with the air from his lungs she wouldn’t rest and that was what annoyed her. Not the sound, the fact she was unable to actually place it.
[i]”Ahh, good old Will,”[/i] she chuckled and shook her head slightly. It would seem that despite how long she had known Will, the tables had turned on how much she had spoken to either outlaw. Regardless of how long she had know Will, Allan liked to talk, the carpenter did not. He was quiet and reserved and only really spoke when spoken to. Like a child should, only he wasn’t a child anymore and he still hadn’t grown out of the habit.
She wasn’t really paying a lot of attention to what was being said, a small smile on her lips and nothing else, no signs of life as it were. She felt the weight of his hand on her shoulder, looking at it with a quizzical look gracing her face before looking back up at him. [b]”Hmm?”[/b] she sounded before stopping and blinking a few times shaking the distractive expression from her face. [b]”Me? Yeah, I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”[/b]
She had no reason to be sad, or upset. Her father had been in a good mood – as good the guy could get anyway – since he managed to gauge himself full of food at the fete. He hadn’t cared for the competition, or the dancing, he spent all his time drinking bad ale and eating all the food in his sight. His stomach still ‘full’ of that sustenance, as the food would last them a week at least before they needed to really eat again, he was content with himself and tended to ignore Kate and her sisters. He hadn’t even mentioned anything about her coming back worse for wear nor had he noticed the fact she had made a fool of herself in front of the village and most of the surrounding ones.
Maybe he had been to engrossed in himself to notice – that made a change.
Kate smiled at the outlaw, it wasn’t fake, nor was it wholly genuine, but if it got him off her case for how she was feeling it was all fine by her. All she wanted to do today was have a good time. Nothing was going to bring her down. Not if she could help it! 