Another RP: Greecian Theife:
Example of My skills
My character is a lovely woman with no parents. She can’t really remember where she came from or who she is as far as her childhood. But she took on a name and grew up in the small town living out an existence that was not unpleasant. She lived alone and was treated kindly by the town’s people. She was such a lovely child that she managed to survive easily. Some of the adults whispered that the child was a demi-goddess daughter of Aphrodite- which would explain her very lovely features.
As she grew up and entered into an eligible age young men began trying to court her. But she was hesitant. Soon there were pressures on her to be courted. After all...who would not want to be the one to date and have Aphrodite’s daughter?
The pressure is too much...and she runs away. Now she is wandering looking for a place to call home, and this is where our story pretty much starts
The deep azure of the Mediterranean Sea, the cool breeze, bright beaches, and lush-green rolling hills of fertile land which lined the coast- this was a glorious land unlike any other. This was a lovely place, perhaps one of the loveliest in all the worlds. It was the land where the Grecian gods ruled, a haven for scientists and a wonderful lush country filled with riches and spoils of many kinds.
She wore a flowing cape about her shoulders, the soft silken linen flowing about her maidenly form as she walked with a bag over her shoulders. When someone came along down the road she would dart into the thickets that lined the road in order to keep from being spotted. She was still in her country but she had been traveling for days. She had managed to come from one of the Greek isles to the mainland in an attempt to escape capture from someone who had discovered her identity.
Behind the hood that shadowed her petite face, there was a maidenly form so beautiful that it was clear that she was no ordinary human. No … she was lovely and not a normal sort of pretty but the sparkling golden flecks in her brown and blue eyes, the gloss of her gold and ebony-brown hair to the pale-cream color of her lovely flawless skin…she was a daughter of a goddess. Or so went the rumors where ever she dwelled for too long. She would always deny such claims but without a history and without a name…she actually did not know what she was so denying such claims was neither a lie nor the truth.
She had been on her own for years and now she was a lovely maiden, untainted and old enough to bed wed. But...she had no interest the men that had tried to seduce her had put her off for some reason and when one went too far and had tried to entrap her….she ran. And now she was on the mainland, her goal? Survival.
If there had ever been a great and lovely thief- it was her. She had become a self-proclaimed master at the art of theft for survival. But being in this lush paradise made it fairly easy. There were many farms, large enough that a farmer would not notice that any produce had gone missing. During the night all it took was a swift dart in and out of the orchards, vineyards, livestock areas and herb patches before she had enough food to make herself a feast fit for a king. Even if she had been caught once or twice at the start, she had managed to squirm her way out, either by running or by charm and acting like an innocent child.
She ventured from province to province and life had been fair. Given that this area was near the equator, winters were mild – if even existent. But even so, all places that grew produce suffered from the cycle of life and death or dormancy. Soon it came time that produce was a little harder to come by. So she traveled.
But after a few days of traveling and scrounging for bits of food, she came upon a lovely estate, where the vineyards- as far as she could see- bore fruit. She passed by, eyeing the greenery and paused to stare. It was not just fruit but some of the most luscious large, beautiful grapes she had ever seen. Her mouth watered from hunger, it had been two days since she had had a proper meal. Scrounging for bitter nuts and berries in the surrounding wilderness had proved cumbersome and distasteful and she desired to taste the sweet sugar of someone’s care and labor.
It was early morning at this time and the dew on the grape leaves and the fruit glistened in the golden sunlight. Typically she would wait till nightfall but the fruit…it beckoned to her. She could smell the sweet scent of the glistening dew-covered grapes calling to her. It was more than she could resist and after taking a careful look about she darted down off the old and beaten path and into the greenery of the lush vineyard. Little did she know that this particular vineyard was the prized possession of someone whom she would have never crossed had she known the consequences to be had.
But in blissful ignorance she settled herself quietly amidst the grapes and looked them over before taking one into her mouth. ….It burst in her mouth with sweetness like she had never tasted and she gave a soft coo and took several more into her soft pink-lipped maw before pulling several bunches off the vine. But the taste was so heavenly that she found herself lost in the sweetness. She could not help herself and she sat down- for what she intended to be just a single restful moment and began pressing one lovely sweet piece of fruit into her mouth after another. AS she sat the cape about her shoulders drooped and the hood fell back, revealing her lovely form. She wore a strange, unique and beautiful article of clothing- pure white with ribbons and her hair was tied with ribbons to match. The lovely maiden sat there eating the first substantial meal she had had in days, lost in the sensation of the sweet fruit, unaware that her careless indiscretions would cost her far more than she had ever intended.