Name: Alessa Thain
Likes: Given her aptitude, Alessa loves music-basically that of the
flute variety and anyone who plays or has an interest in it--relating to how dainty and beautiful the sound of wind, and flight, is. The skies are out of her reach though.
In terms of personality, a person who is
genuinely sincere and not afraid to be himself (or possibly herself?)--more of the
prim and proper type, attracts this little pigeon's heart. In a physical sense, it means those who can easily trust their
intuition, and
sense how good the other person is. Someone to understand,
per se.
Dislikes: Though as far as personality goes, Alessa cannot abide with those who
have rich and highly endowed egos. Those who judge early rather than late, and see quite the person instead of the essence of the person. In a material sense, this pertains to
those that are snobbish, and overly dress and pamper themselvesStats: Distribute 8 stat points amongst the following stats.
Bio: The only daughter of the Thain family, Alessa was to be said a gift from heaven for this middleclass flock, given her traits that would attract any eye--a white coat from head to tail, and a faint tinge of mottled silver on her wings. Being said, she wasn't spared the privilege of being pampered, but had to aid her family as best as she can-her prize being the experience and knowledge from honest to goodness work.
In a sense, she was what would be termed and discriminated: a peasant. She couldn't dance
well, mostly 'flopping about' with her feathers and tail, nor were her feet as adapt in movement compared to the other flightless birds. She wasn't rich, nor did she have the amenities of those who had money, but knew how to improvise with what monochromatic wear and life she had, having been taught independence by her family at a young age, as well as having discipline ingrained in her memory--she wasn't spared the rod when she did wrong.
But through all that, she knew one thing, and how to perform it quite well. The basis of society; communication. Whether rich or poor, she could relate with them--for those who cared enough to speak to her, anyway--and rather did well at social occasions, loving the thrill and feel of being with others.
Now, however, is her coming of age. Give or take a few years post-adulthood, her parents are optimistic about her future and only wish to see her progress the family line. They were sure she was ready, given all their work to support her.
Whether it would be seen, is for fate to tell.[/list]