Name: Mist
Age:22
Race: Valkeri
Description: Mist is an impressive image of womanhood, standing 5’9 in her bare feet, her honey-blonde hair frames an oval face with large, colbalt blue eyes over high cheekbones and a straight, narrow nose in a peaches and cream complexion. Full, lush lips that curl up ever so slightly at the corners gives her a look of mischief and perhaps knowing something that has amused her. A long, slender neck leads to shoulders that may be a hair too wide and firm, generous D-cupped breast. A narrow, trim waist flows sensually into rounded hips and a tight ass before becoming long, slender legs. All in all, a tall glass of mead.
Personality: Mist is a unique blend of utter seriousness and outrageous, mischievous-making flirt. When it comes to the inn and her sisters, she is as serious as death and has a temper that few would willingly cross; when it’s not involving her family, Mist is an unabashed flirt and makes few bones about her love of physical pleasure in all of it’s forms. When one of her sisters needs her, she’s there in every way and willing to enforce her big-sister’s dictates… in her own mischievous ways. Fun-loving and full of energy, she seems to only rarely hold still when there’s something to do.
History: Mist is the result of a wild night of passion between her father and one of Oden’s valkeries, the blue-eyed babe breeding true to her nortic roots 9 months later. Although a valkeri through and through, her father’s blood hasn’t gone without it’s own factors; her mother leaving Mist to her father when it became necessary to return to her immortal duties; there is no space for a child in battle.
It was only shortly after this that she was left to the care of her older-sister and surrogate mother. Mist quickly fell in love with her sister and followed her about endlessly… and discovering a knack for mischief that must of surely of driven the older sibling to distraction any number of times.
As Mist grew, the introduction to her younger sisters led to some interesting encounters; her desire for her fathers approval never quite finding it’s mark and ending up pushing the girl further and further into outrageous acts in an attempt to force his attentions.
Mist discovered boys at the early age of 11 in the form of the stable-master and one of the maids in the stables and her curiosity did not abate until she was well into her mid-teens and her own ill-fated twist with a passing peddler. Not that it stopped her from acting out, it just made her more selective about her activities.
When the Inn opened it’s doors, the honey-blonde haired girl found her nitch as a barmaid and entertainer of the crowd; her singing voice one of sweet melody. She has worked at the inn all of her life and wants for no other… unless it’s the warmer of some handsome man’s bed…
Skills/Power: Mist has an uncanny knack at brewing and making of the inn’s mead; keeping her own honey bees for the production each year. She also has unexpected physical strength for her sex and size and can call a sword to her hand at will; whelding it with great skill.
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