done with all my exams. I'm working on this, I swear! I should have it done by tomorrow.
̶I̶'̶m̶ ̶s̶o̶r̶r̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶s̶h̶e̶'̶s̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶a̶ ̶d̶a̶r̶k̶ ̶m̶a̶g̶e̶,̶ ̶J̶e̶a̶n̶,̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶h̶a̶t̶e̶ ̶m̶e̶
EDIT: DONE! Let me know if everything is Kosher!
Weapon of Choice
(Choose 1): Arcthunder
Siri is a young woman who stands at a modest 5’4 and 131 lbs. She has a rather fair complexion (not surprising given how fast she gets burnt) which leads to her not staying outside for more than she has to although she’s accustomed to far travels by foot. She is often mistaken for being younger than she is because of her soft looking face. Her muscular strength isn’t a grand spectacle, but she can get where she needs to go and gets things done. Siri could pass as a boy (a trick she has used before, albeit, it’s a little harder to pull off now) with her appearance. Her short brown hair that reaches just beyond her chin and rather small chest has helped with that ruse on more than one occasion. Her eyes are a soothing mint green and are quite expressive; making it easy to tell what kind of mood she’s in. While she doesn’t look a mature woman in a traditional sense she still has a sort of grace befitting of one.
When it comes to clothing, Siri wears a modified sky blue tunic with a thin black shawl draped across her shoulders, although the shawl can’t be seen when she wears her baby blue cloak. The cloak has a golden fringe that lines the edges and accents her wardrobe well. Her cloak has a hood for when Siri needs to walk through harsh climates or just to keep herself a little more concealed. She wears a black pair of light, loose, pleated trousers that taper to a tighter fit around her ankles. The loose piece of cloth draped over her legs is also a part of her trousers. For foot wear, she wears a pair of black boots suitable for long distance travel.
Her tome, Arcthunder, retains its usual appearance with the seasoned yellow cover and insignia on top.
: Siri is a rather bright girl and loves to read, write, and learn new things about the world around her. Being raised and punished for stepping out of line in a thieves’ guild has made her cautious about disobeying authority, but it has also made her good at following orders and performing difficult tasks. While under her mentor, Edmund’s tutelage, she has learned to read, write, and as well as use a bow and steal, although she doesn’t use a bow anymore. Even if she was good at stealing, she made sure to steer clear of any sort of assassinations or murdering innocent people, citing back to being forced to torture a dog being the reason why she didn’t want to hurt innocent people or animals. Edmund did his best to work around this for her sake. Speaking of animals, Siri loves them. She often goes out of her way to feed them and can’t resist petting them if possible.
Now that she is no longer fighting for her life as a thief, she feels much more relaxed, albeit vigilant for familiar faces seeking revenge. She’s stubborn and easily frustrated when she doesn’t ‘get’ something she’s learning right away, but usually very calm when dealing with other people unless they threaten violence, in which case Siri will not hesitate to use her tome. Fighting for her life is something that hasn’t left Siri since her time at the thieves’ guild.
: Born into an esteemed family of nobility in Rasdam Town, Siri was spoiled from the minute she was born. Being the only daughter in a family of three sons, Siri was the little girl her mother had always hoped to have and constantly dressed her up in different outfits much like a doll. Siri didn’t mind much, though, since she loved to play dress up. Her mother loved Siri’s long hair and while brushing it out, would often tell Siri all sorts of stories. Siri still remembers fragmented parts of these stories even to this day. Her father and brothers would often have sword play out in the yard and Siri would try to play along with her stick, albeit, roughly. This was her life up until she was five years old.
One warm summer night, her home was invaded by thieves and five-year old Siri was snatched from her bed, tossed into a sack, and taken the thieves’ den to wait for the ransom money that they had demanded of her family to be paid. While they waited, Siri was thrown into a cell and left crying for hours on end, not understanding what was happening or why she was no longer home with her family. Every time someone would come to bring her food she would pester them about her family and when she could go home and while most would just tell her to stuff it, a few times she was told that once her parents paid them some money, she could go home. So she waited and continued to ask every day if the money had been paid. This went on for weeks until, eventually, 2 months had passed and there was still no money for the ransom. She wondered why her parents didn’t, or wouldn’t, pay the money. They loved her, right? Surely they would come.
Unfazed by the delay, the thieves decided to take her up north with children they had kidnapped in other raids and sell them in Malevfal. She and some others were bought up by a woman named Vanea who was part of a guild of thieves and assassins. Her job was to somehow make the little ones into dark mages by any means necessary. Vanea spent weeks training up the children in how to harness dark magic before shoving them into a room, one by one, to test to see if they could really use it. Siri, now six, was up first, was given a dark tome and pointed to a dog chained up in a corner. Vanea told her to torture it using the tome, or she would do the same to Siri. Siri, terrified of Vanea’s threats, at first did nothing, then tried to cast the spell at the dog. At first, nothing happened, but eventually darkness spewed from the tome and enveloped the creature. The second the dog released a painful yelp, Siri dropped the tome and cried. Furious, Vanea made an example of Siri in front of the other children by striking and torturing Siri with the dark magic she refused to use. The other children began to submit with few objections, while Siri and the children who couldn’t perform dark magic were tossed in with the thieves and assassins to learn their trade instead. Siri was shoved off onto an older adventurer named Edmund and though he bitterly opposed it before, he eventually softened up and taught her how to use a bow, which she learned to be pretty good at.
Siri didn’t initially like stealing from people, but she grew more accustomed to it as she spent more time with Edmund. She learned how to be quick and how to act like a little beggar girl to scam civilians of their coin until she was twelve and she could go on more involved missions. During this time, Edmund saw how bright Siri was and began to teach her how to read and write in what little spare time they had. She took to the lessons quickly, and soon Edmund made stealing books as part of his mission routine. It was on one of these missions to steal some trade documents from a merchant’s house that she saw what would be her first magic scroll. She wasn’t sure why, but in the dim candle light, the scroll just seemed to call to her, so she swiped it and took it to Edmund. He explained that it was a Rat Scroll and encouraged her to learn how to use it, and learn she did. Casting little astral rats was far more fun than Siri had ever dreamed of.
Now a full-fledged diviner at fifteen, she spent less time going on raids and more time learning new spells and reading books; something of which the rest of the thieves did not approve since she wasn’t pulling her weight. With the help of Vanea, whom Siri still feared and resented, some of the higher up thieves punished Siri and burned her collection of scrolls. While devastated, she tried to replace these with more scrolls found on missions, but that was the last straw. The guild thought it would be best just to get rid of her and, Edmund, who over heard the discussion, rushed to find and warn Siri. He took her to the edge of town, gave her some clothes and a cloak, as well as the last book he had managed to snag for her- an Arcthunder tome. He told her to go as far as she could and change her appearance and not to come back. Siri, initially stubborn about leaving, realized that he was right and thanked him for all he had done for her before departing into the night. She hasn’t seen Edmund since.
For the better part of three years, Siri masqueraded as a boy and cut her long hair that her mother had once loved so much. Siri then went from town to town, looking for leads or hints at whom or where her parents may be, since she was unable to remember her family name. Upon making her way to Rostiffe, she has matured not only as a diviner, but as a person and decides to end her hiding as a boy.