E-E Member Application: Myridion

Name: Myridion (meer-id-ee-on)
Nickname(s): Myr, Merry

Age: 28
Gender/Sex: Female

Height: Taur - 5' / 15 hh
             Human - 5'5" / 16.1 hh (human legs are longer)

Weight: Taur - 183 lbs.
              Human - 140 lbs.

Taur Species: eastern Quoll

Personality: kind | generous | messy | hard-working | affectionate | wary | anxious

Location: Barda

Occupation/Position: Farmer
Orientation: -pterodactyl noises-

Mate: Very unlikely

Class: Low

Abilities: Poisonous Blood

Currency: 299 coins
Item Tracker: fav.me/d8z15fo

History: Myridion was born on Dasa to a family of shepherds. It was a relatively peaceful childhood on the island, and Myridion enjoyed playing amongst the sheep and wandering around the woodlands while growing up (despite her parents reprimanding her for going off on her own much too often). Her favorite activity though was always going to the docks to sell wool and livestock. She enjoyed watching the people and ships, and hearing everyone talk animatedly got her excited. Her parents would try to tell her to stay close while they did business and not talk to strangers but she rarely listened. Myridion was a bit of a reckless child, and it got her into trouble more times than she could count.

When Myridion was 13, she was exploring the docks as usual. By now her parents had given up on trying to reign her in and just told her to be careful. She talked with many familiar faces, and some new who came to do trade in Dasa. Amongst them was a handsome older taur who invited her to eat and talk with him while he showed her his ship. Since she had never been on a boat, only observed, she foolishly agreed and followed him onto his ship. Although it was lovely inside, the longer she stayed the more Myridion felt like something was off. She had heard of crafty sailors luring taurs onto their vessels only to kidnap them and sell the into slavery, and was beginning to think she had found herself on one. She tried to excuse herself to leave but the taur kept encouraging her to stay. When he grabbed her arm while not-too-kindly suggesting they go even deeper into the boat Myridion panicked and managed to break his hold and run. With a stroke of luck she found the exit and not two minutes after she got off then the ship quickly left the docks. Since then Myridion has had a deep mistrust of strangers, and has a hard time opening up her warm and caring self easily.

Myridion was terrified of her Pró̱to Ví̱ma rite of passage when she turned 16, but despite her anxiety towards people she thought of it as a chance to help her get over this fear. With well-wishes from her parents Myridion set out to explore the Empire. She traveled by foot as often as she could since it was cheaper, but found that despite her toughened soles from never wearing shoes a day in her life, her feet grew very sore from such extended use. She found solace in Barda, where the citizens were kind enough to let her rest and help heal her blistered feet. Her wariness around strangers was still present, but it dulled the longer she stayed. Although she eventually moved from the region to get a taste of the others, Myridion would catch herself thinking of the farmlands that reminded her of home and the kindly people. At the end of her year-long journey Myridion decided to settle in Barda and work hard farming crops, as well as getting back her people skills.

Preferred RP: Notes or Skype

Other:
-When approached by someone she doesn't know Myr gets defensive and quiet
-When approached by someone she does know and if they are ok with it, she will tackle them and hug them
-She is very physically affectionate
-Fights with herself often between wanting to help others and being afraid of being taken advantage of
-She's basically a wreck honestly
-Enjoys wearing brightly colored clothing despite it getting dirty often from her job
-Grows wheat and veggies, which took her a while to learn how to grow properly
-Theme song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGmAMS…
-Comes off as shy because she doesn't want to seem eager to follow them like she had with the slaver
-Is actually on friendly terms with at least one pirate after the events of the attack on Elidir Empire City, and as such is willing to (secretly) help him and members of his crew however she can
-Despite this is way too intimidated to actually be a pirate herself, as she has no fighting skills to speak of and is too cowed to learn

P.S. A quoll is a marsupial but they don't have pouches unless they're pregnant ~U3U~