Post by Ella Northforke on Sept 9, 2009 14:50:04 GMT -8
NAME: Ella Northforke
AGE: 20
SEX: Female
EYE COLOR: Blue
BODY TYPE: slim and muscular
HEIGHT: 5'7"
WEIGHT: 125
SIDE: Pirates
OCCUPATION: First Mate of The Bonnie Lass, Atlantic Pirate, Clivilian of Ireland
WEAPON: sword , crossbow, draggers
Ella to began with has a fair tone of a richly pale skin with of course has freckles dotted lightly due to the light in Dublin, Ireland . Her eyes are almond shaped with a color of brillent blue. Taking off of the facial expressions her body shape is slim and almost a thin figure which she can slip in and out of dresses easily with the tallness of 5 feet and 7 inches max. Matching her blue colored eyes are the flares of the long light brown locks of hair that she carries in soft layers down her back which matches her thin rosebud lips.
She carries a short amount of scars and blemishes on her body. A thin scar can be identified along her right leg ex denting from mid leg to lower thigh and this resulted of a fall with a ordinary kitchen knife when she was the mere age of nine. She also has a burn scar on the back of her left arm where a kitchen stove accident occurred. Just recently during the summer season she fell off a dock bruising her right side badly. The understatement is that she well known for hurting herself by accident of course. Ella dresses like any other pirate would during the ordinary days on the sea.
Ella dresses like any other woman would do in low status. She mainly dresses in her high pirate attire where she wears just mainly wears a top piece of a old red dress with black leg pants and boots. If there's a festival she would dress up nicely. Ella mostly wears her hair down around her neck. Ella altogether dresses like tomgirl instead of what a normal pirate woman would normally wear. Ella just likes to be herself.
Ella in general is kind and adventitious. She always looks for the best in people and treats them with respect. Ella has a caring and sensitive side towards her friends and would help or defend them if they couldn't do it on their own. She always listens to every word that comes from her friends. If Ella sees anyone that she knows being hurt or picked on. She will stand up for them and get very angry at her opponents. Ella hates being misunderstood nor not having very close friends cause she from another state.
On the other side of her the main words of clever, short tempered, and the common most one Defensive. Ella is clever and smart of charting out maps and back tracking if they get lost. She is very short-tempered getting mad and defensive at the same time. When this thing happens she become with-drawn and very quite not wanting to be bothered with. She would always have good opinions that people like and agrees with. Ella isn't self-centered, lustful, pride, or care free person, but she tends to bend and break the rules when she has too. She's easily entertained and loves to have a good time. Her words of kindness speak to her friends when they are down.
Born to Eveleen and Arthur Northforke during a peaceful short stop to Eveleen's home town of Dulbin, Ireland. As anyone would imagine and say that Ella's birth was unexpected towards the crew of the Nighting Gale and Northforke - O'Lare families. Her grandmother Norene helped her daughter until Ella arrived. Her mother was too weak and frail to even feed her. Ella was only about 2 weeks old when her mother Eveleen died by a unknown disease which ended up to be a terrible fever. Being without a mother Arthur had no choice to hand Ella over to her grandmother there in Dublin to raise her. Ella did grow up with a few of her Irish cousin and rarely even got to see her father since she reminded him so much like her mother and his job as a pirate which was unknown to Ella at the time.
As Ella grew up she was really fond of the sea and would a way to get there if she had the chance to. Norene, her grandmother, decided to guide Ella away from the seas and into the Irish society with her cousin Breana. Instead Ella ended up to be a house maid for her cousin's new family shortly after her grandmother had passed away when she was ten. Ella wrote to her father to take her out of here and back to the Atlantic where he stayed, but a letter returned saying that her father had been killed for an unknown reason. Ella sadly kept on with her serving life until she was 18.
Ella soon met her long term friends Matthew Mason and Isabelle Portolia who were her crew mates, at a local market on hot summer. They became fast friends and begged for her to come along with them to the open sea. Ella thought about it for a year and agreed when they returned to Dublin. Ella left her life behind in Dublin and sailed off on The Bonnie Lass. This was her new life as a pirate since it was in her blood. Ella was trained by Matthew, who was the previous captain. It took her along time to be trained and equiped with a sword, but became the first ever Female First Mate when she was only 21 under a new captain, who had seen her stable in her position and let her continue with her position to today.
RP EXAMPLE
(this is from my old potc character Sophia from my site DW)
It was a new day like another other sailing around the various seas seeking new adventure or just a brief vacation unlike many others. This one was rather different in the log of a well known ship around the Spanish Keys and a few Atlantic islands. Rose Red was the particular 'ghost story' ship that many people cooked up about her horrific past with a tarrent Captain similar to the belated Davy Jones, who had just went into peace a few months back. Nearly all of those ghost stories were made up and yet it made the crew on the ship laugh since most of them were it's orginial crew and yet the captain herself. Sophia Sheridan was one of the few female pirates that captained a ship and yet a legendary ship in stories. She and yet the crew knew that they didn't help out with the war near Shipwreck Cove since they were needed to lure away seekers of youth again before she decided to head out again into the ocean to venture somewhere rather different for this occasion. The Caribbean. It was one place she nor her crew had ever been to and yet knew that a change in weather and scenery would do them some good. She was a one in million good Pirate Captains that earned her way not by taking unlike her crew, who just stole barrels of beer, rum, and tequila from the local spanish bar before leaving. At first she didn't approve of it, but let it slide since they would get caught evenually.
Staring out at the clear crystal horizon of the Caribbean she smiled finally happy that she came here and yet part of her crew where hung over today due to their week long party since they entered the Caribbean a week ago. Sophia laughed remembering their wild party below then total silence. Gazing at her chart before her she moved her finger to see the nearby island where they could go and stock up. Port Royal was the only nearest port, but yet her ship fooled alot a people thinking it was just a merchant ship or a royality ship in that matter which was part of her plan to keep her identity on the low down. Of course she wasn't or her ship wasn't known here and yet she wasn't planning on it anytime to be known. Sophia turned to the wheelman to take a 60 degrees to the north so they could restock.
It was in the early parts of the afternoon when the port came into view with her home flag of Greece flying in the air. She only flew her colors when she was on a mission or in war. She noticed the British flags fluttering in the wind on various naval ships anchored in the harbor along with some East India Company ones as well. It made her sour, but like all pirates she was glad that Beckett was dead and gone just like Davy Jones himself. They anchored near a dock with Sophia's guidiance in her dress like appearance took a few of her men with her and rowed to the beach and departed to meet back at the row boat at dusk. Sophia walked along the streets of Port Royal hearing the British accents from every angle as she was enknowledge by a few soliders as she walked past.
As she walked in her summer black dress with a red ribbon around her waist she walked up a steep hill towards a werid looking fort not really knowing why she was coming her. It was her adventurious side as usual was taking over when she came to new places. Sophia looked around seeing a few soldiers and yet a group a high status people mingling about. She gave them a wide berth before walking up the stairs onto the rampart to see the view of the port below. It was breathtaking than the view from the Acropolis. Sophia stood there not too close to the edge not hearing the comments of the high status people making comments about the dress and yet how short her hair was. She, Sophia didn't care what they talked about she learnt to ignore those people long ago.
FACE CLAIM: Katie McGarth
