Olive Faelyn

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GENERAL INFORMATION


NAME: Olivette Faelyn

ALIASES: Olive, ❝The Emerald Arrow of Black Shroud❞

RACE: Mi'qote

CLAN: 3/4th Seeker | 1/4th Midlander

GENDER: Female

ORIENTATION: Pansexual

OCCUPATION: Culinary Student/Part-Time Hero

RESIDENCE: The Roost Inn

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION


AGE: Nineteen

HEIGHT: Five fulms, Two ilms

WEIGHT: One-Hundred & Thirty-Two Ponze

NAMEDAY: Fourteenth Sun of the Fourth Astral Moon

PATRON DIETY: Menphina, the Lover

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Good


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A P P E A R A N C E & B A C K G R O U N D


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Standing at about an average height for a female miqo'te, Olive has a slightly curvy figure below the waistline while her arms and calves are quite lean and muscular. Dark auburn hair accented by rose pink highlights fall just passed petite shoulders, while odd colored orbs of fuchsia and emerald shine brightly against a sun-kissed complexion. Other notable facial features include a thin scar lined straight across her round nose and the pale markings of her late mother's clan just below her eyes and down the middle of her forehead.
From linen dresses, to leather jackets and harnesses, Olive isn't too picky when it comes to fashion. Just so long as the material is durable for constant strenuous activities, whether indoors or out, she’ll wear it. But while relaxing in town, she tends to adorn her two favorite Doman styled dresses varying from nophica green to soft pink along with peach flower earrings Mother Miounne gifted for her last nameday.


Growing up in a small village deep within the Black Shroud with her mother and half-hyuran father, Daffolin Ives is a tiny Midlander farming community where all of Olive's fondest memories are held close to her heart. Lazy afternoons spent swiping treats from the bakery kitchen, and all the long nights her mother would take time out of her busy schedule as a huntress to teach Olive the finer points of archery are still deeply rooted there. Every single person back in Daffolin felt like family to the redhead, accepting her and her parents for who -and not what- they were. And even now, after leaving home after her eighteenth nameday, she knows that she'll always have someplace safe and warm to return to.