Stella (Finished) May 28, 2009 14:58:11 GMT -5
Post by carabadgermum on May 28, 2009 14:58:11 GMT -5
Your character's full name: Stellaris Ambersight
Stella's family name comes from the beautiful amber eyes that they all share. She prides herself in keeping her fur clean, neat and brushed. Her clothing also, even though it may be old and well worn is kept in good condition. Her appearance is, after all, one of her best qualities as she is attempting to make a living on the island of Sampetra. Now that she is working at the palace she has been given a simple, modest green dress to wear as a uniform with an apron to protect it from the inevitable spills and splatters. On her own time, her clothing is less modest and more flashy which betrays her earlier attempts at employment.
Not much other than the clothes on her back and a single pearl that has been made into a pendant and strung onto a thin gold chain. She keeps it hidden under the collar of her dress.Job or Position:
Stella has tried several different professions some of them less seemly than others, but when the position of cook at the palace of the queen of Sampetra opened up she jumped at the chance to better herself and her situation. She didn't have a lot of experience and lied about it to get the job but she's learning quickly and getting great complements on her soup.Personality:
Stella is a survivor she's been through a lot in her young life and finally feels like she's on her way up in the world. Through it all, however, she has kept a bright outlook. She's outgoing and can be a strong leader if she's put in the position to do so.History and Background Information:
Stella is also a creature pleaser. She likes to see that everybeast is happy and comfortable.
Stellaris Ambersight was born the youngest kit of the Ambersight brood, a family of traveling players. They journeyed throughout the Mossflower woodlands putting on performances with the father selling snake oil and making great speeches, the mother dancing and occationally telling false fortunes, and the two elder brothers doing acrobatics and magic tricks. Stella didn't care much for any of those things, but she could sing like an angel.Any other details:
One day in their travels Stella's parents decided to break their journey where the River Moss meets the sea. They saw a ship coming close to shore and warned her that if anybeast from that ship came on land she wasn't to go anywhere near them.
So she waited till her family was asleep to steal up close to the pirate's fire. The captain was the handsomest dogfox Stella had ever seen. They were arguing about having some sort of entertainment, so the vixen decided to come out from her cover of shadows and offer her services as singer for the evening.
After a few renditions of standard folksongs, between which the crew supplied her with something to wet her parched throat, Stella, rather tipsily, accompanied the captain, Troaz, on board the ship where he promised her a real reward for the entertainment she provided. He opens a chest of jewels and lets her have her pick. Of all the varied colored gems the young vixen picks out a perfect pearl, which the captain says is just like her, ". . . pure, perfect, and ripe for the taking."
The next morning the ship leaves the shore before sunrise with Stella a.k.a. Pearl aboard, looking forward to a life of love and adventure. But alas it is not to be so. The crew begins to blame becalmed seas and lack of raiding opportunities on the female among their midst and they threaten the life of the captain unless he a. gets rid of her or b. lets them each have their way with her.
Troaz foolishly chooses option b. He leaves her one night in the bed they share saying he'll be right back only to have his place taken by his weasel first mate. Stella screamed when she saw that it was not her mate beside her and looked to the cabin door to see the other crewbeasts laughing and Troaz sadly closing the door on any hope that this was a mistake. She tried to struggle at first and then as one after another of the wicked sea beasts came in to get their jollies off she eventually gave in and let them have their way seeing the only other option as death.
Finally Troaz had enough and threw his bosun from the room. He sat down at his desk with his head in his paws but he didn't ask if she was alright or apologize. So she asked him, "Why did you let them do that to me?"
"I'm the Captain. It's my ship. I can do what I please," he answered defensively.
"But," she got up from the bed and stood facing him, "I'm carrying your child."
He stared at her, putting together the pieces: she had been sick since they hit open water, and she was noticeably larger in the chest and stomach than she had been when they left Mossflower even though she'd been on the meager ship rations like the rest of them. He honestly didn't know how to respond. "They're threatenin' t'hang me from the yardarm jus' fer havin' you aboard. And now yur . . ." He stood quickly, making his decision, and started grabbing his things: logbook, quills and ink. . . "We're stoppin' off at Sampetra for supplies," he rambled as he packed up his extra clothing and a blanket. "You'll get off there." He walked to the cabin door with his arms loaded down with stuff. His parting remark hurt her worse than anything she had yet experienced, "It's fulla whores, you'll fit right in."
Then he locked her in the cabin for the rest of their journey to the island of Sampetra. Food was brought to her once a day, but more often then not the tray was returned with nothing having been touched.
Troaz's words became a self fulfilling prophesy so that after Stella had been on the island for a while and been taken in by the miller and his wife, she had a little male kit who she named Troy. And she was grateful for the help of her new friends but wanted to find a way to pay them back and also to find a place of her own to raise her son. She tried a few more respectable avenues first but found that if she was cleaning rooms or scrubbing dishes she more than likely ended up on her back anyway. The day came that she just decided to forgo the pretense of proper employment and went into business for herself; selling herself. It was easy, she was good at it, and it was quick cash, but she hated herself for it.
It wasn't quite so easy to break out of the profession once she started but she was always on the lookout for any opportunity. She kept up with the stories about Moll, the one time tavern maid who became queen of the whole island and she had heard of Barlow, owner of the Crow's nest who was known to be Moll's guardian. When the news got around that he was sailing off and leaving the position of cook open Stella wasn't going to let a little thing like lack of cooking experience stop her. She lied and slept her way to an interview and to her own surprise was given the job on a trial basis.
Now she is learning on the fly and hoping that she can make a good enough impression for them to let her stay on.
Stella leaves the palace when ever she can to visit the home of the miller and his wife where she has left her son in their care.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lZiYhXMHeQI&feature=related and this is what her voice sounds like.