Alisha
| Alisha Windspear | |
|---|---|
| Race: | Langnyanniichuan-blessed human |
| Gender: | Female |
| Age: | 26 |
| Birthplace: | Athra Val, “Village of the Moon” |
| Height: | 5'6" |
| Weight: | 130 lbs |
| Hair: | Black |
| Eyes: | Golden brown |
| Place of Residence: | Sleeps wherever she falls |
| Religion: | Spiritual, non-affiliated |
| Romantic status: | Single, Monogamous |
Background
Alisha traveled to Yuriba from a distant land, guided by a vision that baffled many of her tribeswomen. Even among a culture that practices shamanistic magic and shares a deep bond with the land, Alisha was considered particularly “odd”. Born with the gift to communicate with the spirit world, she has always felt more of a connection to ghosts and fey creatures than people of her own kind. While other girls her age were learning to hunt or make crafts, Alisha was talking to animals, reading the stars, and befriending the spirits of the water, earth, and trees. To most people, it seems like she is speaking to empty air, leading many to think she’s a bit crazy. This is reinforced by the fact that Alisha is accompanied at all times by Nyla, her spirit guide. Nyla takes the form of a wolf, though she is only visible to the one she guides – namely, Alisha. However, people with great spiritual strength, or those to whom Alisha has taken a particular liking, may be able to sense or even touch Nyla, in time.
Personality
Most people traditionally view her the same way her tribeswomen do – as something of an oddball who spends her time with her head up in the clouds. It is true, Alisha tends to become easily distracted, and she tends to forget to maintain her appearance, leaving things like twigs and such tangled in her hair and clothes. However, this is mostly because she is too busy conversing with Nyla or another spirit to notice things in the physical world. Beneath her aloof exterior is a warm, loving person who genuinely enjoys the company of others, even if she has trouble communicating it.
Description
Before you stands a beautiful young woman, appearing to be in her mid-twenties. She stands five and a half feet tall. Her skin is a dark, earthy brown, and seems almost unmarked by makeup, but then, she hardly appears to need it. Her features are fine and delicate, with a small nose and softly-rounded chin. Her lips are full and soft, bearing a touch of coloring that makes them a few shades darker than her skin. Her face is heart-shaped, her forehead a little wide, and the image is completed by a pair of vibrant golden-brown eyes. Her face is framed by long, wavy black hair that falls to the middle of her back. It is frequently uncombed, but soft to the touch. Sprouting from within that nest of hair are two dark grey, fuzzy ears, looking distinctly lupine. Moving down, you see that she possesses a healthy set of curves - not thin, but in good physical shape, with an evident swell along her chest and hips. As she moves, a long, bushy grey tail swings lazily behind her. She always appears aloof and distracted, her eyes partly-veiled as though half asleep. She continually glances off and smiles in a random direction, even if no one is there. When she smiles, you can occasionally catch a glimpse of her canine teeth, with appear to be more akin to cute fangs. Drawing closer, you detect the scent of flowers and fresh grass, as though she has spent all day rolling around in a field. Upon further inspection, tiny twigs and bits of leaves cling to her hair and clothing, leading you to believe this may very well have been the case.
At the moment, she is dressed in a simple tunic of tan fabric, low cut in the front to give a very slight view of her cleavage. It is form-fitting and short sleeved, her slender arms adorned only with a pair of woven bracelets. A pair of dark blue leggings cover her from the waist down, held by a plain leather belt, and leading down into a pair of long leather boots that come up to her knees. A dark brown, woolen cloak hangs about her shoulders. She carries a walking stick, intricately carved with strange symbols and spiraling patterns. As she walks, she will occasionally reach down to her side with her free hand, lightly stroking the air as though something were walking beside her.