Name: Myrra BarrosPhysical Description:
Myrra has a tall, curvy build. She's not too muscular, but she walks with a certain strong, bombastic attitude. You get the feeling that she'll plow through you if you don't move aside. She holds herself similarly, her stance just displaying confidence and strength. She's got fair hair and vivid, green eyes. She's got a touch of the sun on her skin and hair, she's certainly spent some time outdoors, but not all too much of it.Affiliation/Title:
Water Elemental History:
Myrra's life has been, in her words, boring. Tedious. Pointless. Eighteen years of time wasted. Born and raised in the thriving port town of Roshad, she's always felt held back, that she could do more. Her parents worked as mildly successful merchant, so while she never lacked for anything, she was always left wanting more. Growing up, she was more amused by the men of her town than attracted to them. They all seemed so... Regular, weak, unassuming. She felt like she could outpace them all, with the chance. But she still hasn't gotten that chance.
Now that she's turning eighteen, Myrra is feeling even more frustrated. Working as a barmaid in a local inn, the most exciting thing she's ever done is throw a drink in a man's face, (though she does do that fairly regularly). Her free time she spends looking out at the ocean, or climbing up high to see out oto the distance. She's desperate for a chance to -do- something with her life. To find a destiny that she deserves. She feels like she's better than the life she's got right now.Strengths:
Myrra is a very determined and opinionated woman. She's perfectly willing to barrel over anyone that gets in her way. She's clever as well, if she gets it into her head, she'll find a way to get what she wants.Weaknesses:
Part and parcel with her strengths though, is a stubborn streak a mile wide. She belligerently refuses to back down from anything
, until it's vanishingly obvious that she's in the wrong.