Avila Ashenborne
 Avila Ashenborn
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 "Why, Certainly. I would love to shove something in your face. Do my fists count?" | |
| Gender | Female |
| Race | Hyuran Highlander |
| Clan | Ala'Mhigo |
| Citizenship | Ul'dah |
Appearance
Your eyes are cast upon a tall,shapely, comely female with a luxirant golden blonde mane sweeping across her face and beyond her shoulders. Attention would be drawn to her hateful looking- oval shaped eye sockets, framed around a near flawlessly shaped nose. Two orbs of foudroyant, venomously set emerald scintillate, flicking around her surrounding with utter drollery. Features born typically from an Ala Mhigan heritage, she walks with a rather aggressively seductive sway. The mother crystal was no doubt generous in blessing this firey hothead with her bountiful gift of sumptuous child-bearing hips that sit upon callipygian flesh. Opulent lips kissed with a layer of rose paint part to release a thic Ul'dahn accent. With Redolant skin as bronzed as any desert-dweller, an over-whelming scent of perfume seems to eradiate from her persona. Her fleshy mounds are formed around a toned and muscular set of limbs, but not too much muscle that she out-matches men or warriors. Her legs are undoubtedly long, with thighs that look like they can crush skulls. Well groomed and cared for, this woman no doubt takes pride in her appearance.
History
Avila was born into her ancestral homeland of Ala Mhigo, and only a child when it fell. Her father was a Monk of their nations military, known to be the elite of the military might. Her mother was an honest House Wife, who chose to stay at home and raise Avila and her two brothers. When the Empire invaded Al Mhigo, her father stayed behind to fight off the invaders and give his family a chance to flee. As Avila was just a toddler, she only has vague memories of that day. While her mother was fleeing, they ended up running into one of the Empire's invading parties. To protect his family and follow in his fathers footsteps, the other brothers chose to fight against the Empire, giving Avila and her mother another chance to escape. The two brothers dissapeared from their sights, either captured, killed or survived, she does not know. Her mother escaped to Thanalan with the rest of the refugee's and attempted to scrape a living off the stone of Ul'dah.
Her mother found work in a local tavern as a personal dancer, and was able to earn the coin to survive. Eventually however, her mother was deemed too old to work and lost her job. She moved to little Ala Mhigo with the rest of her kinsmen and by now Avila was old enough to think for herself. Living in poverty and strife, she was determined to not end up in poverty like her mother, but wanted to provide for her instead. Perhaps meet a wealthy Captain or man of the city whom she can provide strong children for. Her mother on the other hand, wanted her to be traditional and wed into her own people, as they were practically a dying race now. Growing up she wanted to follow in her fathers footsteps, but lacked both the mentor and training to do it.
When she was fourteen she left the safety of her mother's grasp and began work in the city as a dancer. Deciding she need a method of defending herself should things with customers go awry, and wanting to make something out of herself, she joined the Pugilists guild and when not working, trains there. She is however, reaching her late twenties and is soon losing her job to the younger models. So now, she seeks to find work in whatever form she can.
Despite all this, she remains standing with a positive outlook on life, counting her blessings for being able to survive despite the fall of her hometown. Even though proud of her Ala Mhigan heritage, she considers herself of Ul'dah, before most.
Personality
Forthwright and sarcastic, this desert rose has the deadliest of thorns at the best of times. She is over-baringly confident, with a lack of concern for how her opinions offend others. She is fiercely determined, fiesty as the suns flames and downright crude. Her competetive and aggressive nature make her hard to handle for most folk, and the rest who do not try are just too intimidated to do so. She is naturally territorial and is more likely to swing a punch for someone's face than try to talk things out rationally. Her attention span is relatively short, leaving it difficult to hold conversation with her for too long. She is foul mouthed and insultive, and respects those more who return it to her, rather than tolerate it. She is highly judgemental and if she dislikes a person well...She makes it more than obvious. She is not exactly the brightest candle in the manor, but where that lacks she more than makes up for with her agile skills in combat. She is a victim to primal needs and not at all shy about it. She admires strength and loyalty, over brain and "doing what is right". It is far easier for her to get along with men than women, but even then, she has no time for the gentle-hearted who she considers are "weak". Despite all this, she is -very- hard to offend and most of the time simply laughs off any attempts at it.
Affiliations
The Immortal Flames - Private, Third Class. Little Ala Mhigo - Her kinsmen Uldah - Her home
Kale Aideron - Her commanding officer. Avila respects this man's sense of loyalty and determination to keep her fiery attitude in check. Time and time again he has proven to her he takes no hassle from anyone, and that he will always stand by his men, even if they are in the wrong. She admires this trait above all, and the general sense of authority he carries with him has earned the un-questionable loyalty of this thorned desert rose.
Anzio Zansio - He and Avila really got off on the wrong foot. He is too sensitive for her liking.
Aila Storme - This woman utterly dispises Avila, but is the feeling mutual?
Collson Thalias - He counters her passion with wit, signs of a future friendship?
Moengeim Wistrmanwyn - A fellow Warrioress, worthy of her respect and fellow Immortal Flame.
Sigyn Shieldbreaker - A kindred thorned rose of matching temperment and flare. Avila has a mutual respect for this woman and her matching love for aggression and violence.
