Cedany LeViesel {Fin!}

[cedany]

[C.a.l.l.y. G.i.r.l.]
[Age]
Status: Finished, OC

The Basics...

Name: Cedany Maelivon LeViesel

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Race: Half witch, half telmarine

Occupation: None, she lives off what she finds


The Look...

Clothing Style: Cedany, not being rich, doesn't ahve the most fancy of clothes. Her dresses are usually nuetral colours, the fabric adorned with striped or just a solid colour. Depending on her moods, she may where light pastels or redsm and the occasional blue.
Overall Appearance: Cedany is a fairly pretty young woman, standing at arounf 5 foot 5 inches. Her hair is light blonde, with slight curls. It hangs about eight inches below her shoudlers, and she usually keeps a small portion of it pulled back out of her eyes. Her eyes are somewhat large, the irises a light oaky brown with a ollive green tint. She holds a nice figure, which is a nice hour glass shape.

Markings: A scar that starts at her shoulder and wraps around ehr back.

Picture:


The Personality...

Personality: [1or 2 paragraphs be detailed]

Strengths:

Weaknesses: [At least 3]

Likes:

• Reading
  
• Learning Spells
  
• Birds
  

Dislikes:

• When People Don't Listen
  
• Being Accused of Using Dark Magic
  
• Stealing
  

The Past...

History: ~Birth of Cedany~

"Ma ma? Pa pa?"

Tears welled from the small child's eyes as she watched as the scenario unfolded before her. Her mother's screams filled the air as her father advanced towards her. "St-Stop it!" she piped up, her voice bareley audible against the other noises. "Stop hurting M-ma ma!" She stood on shaky legs, allowing them to slowly carry her towards the fighting couple. "Pa pa! Please! Stop it!" The world suddenly began to spin around her. She couldn't control what she was doing, and suddenly everything became black.

Cedany lifted her head from the floor, blinking her eyes rapidly. Picking herself up, she looked around her home. Everythign was wrong. The table was over turned, paintings that once adorned the walls strewn across the floor. Chairs were broken, and an ink bottle smashed on the rug. As her eyes traveled across her ruined home, she saw her parents, lieing on the floor. She fell to ehr knees, shaking her parents gently. "Ma ma? Pa pa?" She reached up her sleeve, pulling the small knife ehr mother had given her from her sleeve. Taking her mother's hand first, she cut it lightly. No reaction. The same with ehr father. Why wouldn't they awaken? She cried steadily, heading back to a corner. "What have I done?"

Family: Mother: Leona LeViesel {deceased}
Father: Albator LeViesel

Other:

Final Outcome: [Looks it up in the rules - 4 Words ]