Amelia Crest

Amelia Crest

^Nohr

Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Birthday: October 1st

Class:Cavalier
Level: 01
HP: 17
STR: 06
MAG: 00
SKL: 05
SPD: 05
DEF: 05
RES: 03
Weapon(s) Type and Rank(s): Lance E, Sword E
Bronze Sword (Riding Crop)
Bronze Lance

Hair Color: Light Silver
Eye Color: Red
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 135 lbs
Clothing: Her choice in clothing leans more towards fashion than actual praticality. Amelia does wear a modified guard uniform with a skirt. She shows off a lot of her legs, though covered with thigh high tights. Her clothing is always firmly pressed and in order. She wears stilettos, which give off commanding clicks as she walks slowly through a hallway. In the chance she is seen outside of her normal blue outfit, she'll be in a long red shirt and black pants.

Profession: Nohr Calvary Unit
Alliance: Nohr
Hometown: Windmire, Nohr
Likes: Control and power, people begging, strong allies, red roses, literature and performing arts
Dislikes: Non-Human races, animals, when her allies are cowards or show weakness, pacifists, loud noises, when order is broken
Personality: It's not sit in Amelia to care about the needs and feelings of the strangers she meets on the streets. She will always place herself on a pedestal and expect that everyone else do the same. She holds a very commanding presence. From the way she speaks, and the way she acts, it is easy to order is very important to her. Nobody can force her to do things she doesn't want to do and she will always try to convince others to do what she wants. She primarily takes the company of men, since she knows how a few simple movements of her body can make them weak. She often will use her body to get what she wants from men and women alike.

Amelia does not treat nonhuman characters well, even if they're regarded as strong individuals. It takes a lot of convincing.

On a bit of a softer side, if she does form bonds with others, she is loyal to them. Often she expects people to give them the same respect she demands.

Biography: Amelia was born and raised in the streets of Izumo. She and her mother often took to the streets in rags and pulled at the heartstrings of the kind hearted Izumo folk while her father worked in other ways to con people out of their money. It was hard to say if any of the coin they had ever made came from an honest days work. Amelia found it was easier to approach a woman with tears in her eyes or, when she grew older, bat her eyelashes at a young entrepreneur. She controlled others her entire life and loved the power that came with it.

There was a time her father messed with the wrong man. He had been jailed. Her families money gone, Amelia and her mother barely scraping by as they begged on the streets. Until one day, Amelia had fallen into the hands of a young military leader. He pulled her from the streets and convinced her to take up arms for Izumo, seeing the waging war in the countries around them. Izumo needed to he protected. He saw her intellegence, how she could command people with a single wave of her hand. She knew how to defend herself well too, not many people could get the woman to bend a knee. But he would try. Amelia often butted heads with this man. Which grew into respect and finally to love. The two were strong commanders upon the battlefield.

Not everyone seemed to like that. Her companion was killed in his sleep by a lowly officer whom had attempted to take her life as well. Amelia tracked this man down and sought to bring him to justice, but others intervined. The killer was thrown in jail despite the protests Amelia made. She wanted his life. The man had gone and killed a captain in the military, and her lover. A life time in jail was hardly worth the same. Peace loving Izumo would hear none of that.

And Amelia would have nothing of Izumo. She poisoned the man's food, insuring that he would have a slow and painful death, before she stepped down from her position and left Izumo. Holding a few of Izumo's secrets in security, she knew she could make a quick rise to power within one country at least, and traveled to Nohr.

Status: Single, Bisexual
Pet: Macbeth, a white clydesdale
Additional Notes: She kills puppies.