MELISANDE of TELMAR

[Melisande Ardell]

re-re-re-re-REDO!
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IT'S A BIRD! IT'S A PLANE! WAIT, NO IT'S...
MELISANDEARDELL?!

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so, here's the deal. emily here has been walking this green world for just about eighteen years, and to be quite honest, i'm sure as hell that you're their very own stalker. but, staying away from an awkward situation, i'll tell you, they have been playing this familiar game for eight years, and it's been a bit of a bumpy road, if they do say so themselves, but they've grown from and above it. they found this site through someone or something, so i'd say that they were pretty d**n awesome. in case you didn't know, they live in the pacificy time, so they'll only be on constantly, but no worries, they'll be back.[/center]

SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND !

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name, Melisande Ianna Ardell
age, Twenty Two
birthday, June 12th
member group, The Neutrals
power, She's an Ardell and is there by invincable?
face claim, Darla Baker

HERE'S A LITTLE PIECE OF MY HEART !

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likes, Anything peaceful or 'woman's work'. Singing. The basics- food, money and clothes. She appreciates those now more then ever. Her brother... or her memories of him. She's not sure of him just yet. Being free. Being with people she loves. Safety and security.
dislikes, Any sort of physical work or exercise. Horses. Blood. People in power who abuse their power. People in power who are cruel. People in power in general. Slavery. Telmar.
habits/quirks, Chews her lower lip when she's nervous. Is quiet when she's uncertain of her company.
personality in three words, Timid, silent and determined.

LET'S LEAVE THE PAST IN THE PAST !

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father's name, Draken Ardell
mother's name, Morgan Ardell
hometown, Some village in Telmar
siblings, Dagg'or Ardell
history, Melisande was born to Draken and Morgan Ardell in a quiet village. She grew up with her brother as an occasional playmate- when her father wasn't making him work. Draken showed his daughter exceptional favor, and while she was expected to complete chores once she hit seven, they were fairly mild. Her life was wonderful as a child, and then at eight, it shattered before her eyes. Mel watched as her mother was dragged out by her hair, and her throat slit. Her father was beaten, and then murdered. All the while, the eight year old stood meters away, and screamed her head off.

Men took her shortly there after. She was put into a castle, a home and haven of raiders and robbers. The Lord of the castle was Fredrick Yakmum, who took an immediate interest in little Melisande. She was given some favor from him until she was twelve. On that birthday, Fredrick took Melisande into his chambers. She was old enough to concieve by then, and gave birth to Alyia. Alyia managed to live for a month, but her thin, malnourished and young mother wasn't able to properly feed her, and Mel knew better then to ask Fredrick for his help. Another slave, a man, took Alyia while Mel was sleeping. He knew the child was dying, and tried to sell her to some passing travelers. When they denied, he thought it would be merciful to both mother and child to kill the poor thing quickly. When he returned, he told Melisande her daughter had been sold off to Narnians.

This, of course, made Melisande eager to leave Telmar and go to Narnia. She was able to bare a few years more service to Fredrick and his family, and had no more children, and then, on her twentith birthday, she ran away. Melisande is still being hunted by Fredrick's men, but she is on her way to Narnia, and is keenly looking for her missing daughter, unaware she is dead. However, one member of Melisande's past is still alive... and she will run into him.

ALL WE KNOW IS FALLING !

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let's get this straight. kaylah made this application for her very own site,
sacrifice, but you can use it too. she's * dolce ! from CAUTION 2.0, and
she is fine with you using it and stuff, as long as the credit stays intact.

member title, petey pup
roleplay sample, Mel had no idea how long she had walked, or how far. Her legs were little more then boney sticks, and yet they had carried her so far. Long ago her stomach had roared for food, but right now it was quiet. Perhaps it had accepted it would be hungry for a long time, or perhaps it had simply given up. Her lips often parted as if unconsciously seeking water, and her eyes searched the terrain weakly and wearily. They had become accustomed to night traveling very well, and before most people could spot her, Mel had already hidden.

She was on a quest. Alyia had only been a month when she was taken, but Mel was determined to find her. Her daughter would be... ten now. Old enough to let her back into her life gradually. Besides, Mel had to make sure she was okay, make sure her beloved child had been properly taken care of. And if she was a slave, like Melisande had been... well... Melisande fingered a small dagger in her pocket. It was dull to the point of being useless, but it was better then nothing. It would definitely be used if her dear Alyia was a slave.

Alyia was Melisande's only family, her daughter born out of wedlock. Mel had known Fredrick would either murder the child, or Mel, or more then likely both, so she kept her hidden and quiet. The other slaves had helped, and while she was grateful to Japor for giving her daughter to the Narnians for safety, she also resented him. Even if she couldn't have kept Alyia forever, Melisande intended to know the people she was going to. All she knew was she was in Narnia.

Mel didn't know how she was going to get there, but she would swim across just to get to her daughter. Having no family and suddenly gaining a new member had forced a rapid and strong attachment for Melisande. To have her child ripped away... It stung.

Come hell or high water, Melisande Ardell was going to Narnia.

On her back was a small pack with a tan dress inside and a canteen that had been finished long ago. There used to be some bread in there as well, but Mel had been on the road for a long time. Eventually she intended to find a place to work, preferably in Narnia. And if she wasn't hirable... she could sell something. Anything. She was used to unwanted physical attention from men, and if she got money from it...

Her drooping head look up suddenly at the sound of a voice on the road, and noises. Immediately Mel fled behind the closest tree, her thin body shaking from cold, anxiety, and unhappiness. She was so close... surely she couldn't be caught now!
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[Lady Lyanne Danell]

Accepted!

Welcome to the Madness that is

NARNIA!

[Melisande Ardell]

you belong in a MUSEUM.

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SELF INTRODUCTION

Your Name/Nickname: PETER! Or Emily... -glowers-

Your Age: Eighteenish

How Long You Have Been RPing: One billion years.

WELCOME TO NARNIA
Melisande Ianna Ardell

Status: Former slave, current... runaway.

Age: Twenty Two

Race: Telmarine

Family:
Draken, her father.
Morgan, her mother.
Dagg'or, her brother.
Alyia, her daughter.

Look Alike: Darla Baker

SELF PORTRAIT

Appearance

When a child is made a slave at the tender age of eight, and put into a family where slaves are denied food and occasionally administered beatings, one doesn't expect that child to grow up looking normally. Melisande escaped most of the bruises and scars, but having been raised without proper nutrition made her painfully thin and pale. Standing at five foot seven, she scarcely weighs more then a hundred pounds. Her ribs stick out at the sides, but once Mel puts on weight she'll look less pathetic.

Her hair is very long and flys around her face in dark brown waves. She has a heart shaped face with a pair of light green/gray eyes. Clothing wise, Mel used to wear whatever she could get her hands on, which usually meant a tan dress, or formal slave attire. As she is free, she dresses in as much color as she can possibly wear, and prefers clothing with purple and gold in them.

Markings: She has two scars on her back from a whip used once when she was little. Needless to say, she never rose her voice at a superior again.

Personality: Who you are depends on how Melisande acts around you. To strangers, she seems shy and timid, and extremely cautious. She isn't used to a lot of kind words, and her trust tends to lie in those of a lower or equal status then she has at the moment. It takes a lot for her to open up to someone and to make friends, and many of her conversations are one sided... Mel remains silent. Once you have actually befriended her, she is still fairly quiet and relaxed. Mel will never learn how to have fun or enjoy life... her life has been too difficult for that.

People she doesn't like, or trust, she can be somewhat cold with or snappy. Her feelings are almost always made known, especially since she no longer needs to fear a whip from her owners. She does have a hard edge around her, and certain questions will make her shut up and push you away. It is rare to see Melisande yell, usually she just turns away or remarks in short and dark statements.

Mel's only strong and passionate side shows when she sees someone being abused as she was. Melisande may be small, and utterly useless in a fight, but she isn't afraid to get violent towards people who hurt other people, or who hurt animals. This is because she too witnessed her parent's murders, and up close, and it reminds her of this.

Strengths: Mel is very good at being introverted, and she is fully capable of entertaining herself. She may have a physically weak body, but she is able to push herself further then most people who look like her. She is also amazingly good at goodbyes, after all, she had to say three goodbyes to her nearest and dearest.

Weaknesses: Now that she doesn't have to, she has forgotten how to mind her tongue. She is weak for those she understands the plight of, and yet, is disdainful of those who don't even try to leave, though she would still fight for them. Mel is also horrible at letting people in. She also has a tendency to bite her lip when she is at a loss or unsure of what to say.

Likes: Food, money, clothes. Those are Mel's favorite things now that she is free. She also likes to sing... it kept her entertained during hard days at the castle.

Dislikes: Mel hates physical work, or anything that involves straining herself. She is completely and utterly afraid of people in power of any sort, and completely hates the color tan. It was all she could wear as a slave.

LETS TURN BACK TIME

History:

Melisande was born to Draken and Morgan Ardell in a quiet village. She grew up with her brother as an occasional playmate- when her father wasn't making him work. Draken showed his daughter exceptional favor, and while she was expected to complete chores once she hit seven, they were fairly mild. Her life was wonderful as a child, and then at eight, it shattered before her eyes. Mel watched as her mother was dragged out by her hair, and her throat slit. Her father was beaten, and then murdered. All the while, the eight year old stood meters away, and screamed her head off.

Men took her shortly there after. She was put into a castle, a home and haven of raiders and robbers. The Lord of the castle was Fredrick Yakmum, who took an immediate interest in little Melisande. She was given some favor from him until she was twelve. On that birthday, Fredrick took Melisande into his chambers. She was old enough to concieve by then, and gave birth to Alyia. Alyia managed to live for a month, but her thin, malnourished and young mother wasn't able to properly feed her, and Mel knew better then to ask Fredrick for his help. Another slave, a man, took Alyia while Mel was sleeping. He knew the child was dying, and tried to sell her to some passing travelers. When they denied, he thought it would be merciful to both mother and child to kill the poor thing quickly. When he returned, he told Melisande her daughter had been sold off to Narnians.

This, of course, made Melisande eager to leave Telmar and go to Narnia. She was able to bare a few years more service to Fredrick and his family, and had no more children, and then, on her twentith birthday, she ran away. Melisande is still being hunted by Fredrick's men, but she is on her way to Narnia, and is keenly looking for her missing daughter, unaware she is dead. However, one member of Melisande's past is still alive... and she will run into him.

Extras?: I DON'T NEED NO PHRASE I AM THE PETE!

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