Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/scattered_star_by_phoenixlu-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Clothing Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/medieval_wedding_dress.jpg">[ img ]</a>(things of this nature is worn)<br/>Name: Myira (my-air-ah) Natinos<br/>Age: 17<br/>Race: Human (in this rp)<br/>Gender: female<br/>Personality:<br/>*sweet<br/>*caring<br/>*understanding<br/>*kind<br/>*compassionate<br/>*loving<br/>*gentle (except at times)<br/>*protective<br/>*loyal<br/>*smart<br/>*passionate<br/>*curious<br/>*inventive<br/>Height: 4' 11 1/2"<br/>Weight: 105 lbs<br/>Eye color: blueish-green<br/>Likes:<br/>*animals<br/>*children<br/>*wood carving<br/>*crafting<br/>*singing<br/>Dislikes:<br/>*people who hurt others just to do so<br/>*liars<br/>Interests:<br/>*helping others<br/>*crafting<br/>*wood carving<br/>*one day having a family<br/>Abilities:<br/>*healing magic (is draining and takes a lot of focus)<br/>Skills/Talents:<br/>*crafting<br/>*wood carving<br/>*singing<br/>Items Carried:<br/>*small tools in a purse<br/>*purse<br/>*money bag in purse<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Myira sat through a boring lecture from her father. It was the same lecture he always gave her before letting her go out into the town. Blah. Blah. Blah. Be careful of bad men. Blah. Blah. Blah. The world is dangerous right now. The first sixty times she had listened to it through. Now she was at the point she wished he'd just trust her to know that she knew what to watch out for. That she knew the dangers and how to prevent falling into danger. That she knew her way around town well enough to know how to get to her friends house without running the risk of danger. After his hour long lecture she was waved off. She had come to know the right places to say yes father or I understand father. She loved her father but at times the man just overworried for no reason. Sure her mother had been killed during a home invansion when she was a child but that didn't mean he had to be so overprotective.<br/><br/>Still she loved her father despite how annoying his overprotectiveness could be at times. She understood why it was there. She greatly respected her father. He was a senator as well as he had once been an extremely worldly merchant. Hence how they had so much wealth now. She didn't care that she had money. In fact her weekly allowances rarely got spent on herself. She helped the poor with it or children who were hungry. She had a soft spot for those in need of assistance. She just wished there was more she could do for them then provide them with a single meal for their stomach. Alas...there wasn't but one day she hoped she would be able to do such a thing.<br/><br/>She left her home after giving her father a light kiss on the cheek. "Love you daddy. I'll see you later." She said with a warm smile. Getting a hug in return. A hug which she happily returned. She was close to her father. With another warm smile she left the house with her purse in tow. She walked gracefully through the city. Her dress bought for her by her father and was a beautiful ruby red color. Her eyes looked from side to side. There was still a couple of hours before her and her friends Manuel and Rebecca needed to meet up. She was hungry and decided to go to a well reputed tavern in the middle of town. Heading in that direction. Her feet wore boots designed for travel on bumpy roads. A gift from her father last year.<br/><br/><br/>Walking she threw alms into beggers cups. Just three each but still it was alot compared to what most were giving. They knew her by name now. She walked and hummed as she did so. Stopping outside the entrance to the tavern and enhaled the delicious scents coming from inside. Walking inside and looked around. Since it wasn't late enough yet it wasn't occupied by drunks and the unruly. She walked to a table and sat down. Ordering ham with a loaded potatoe soup. Getting a tea to drink with it. Her gaze beginning to roam around until she landed on a figure in front of her. She had never seen anyone like him. It wasn't unheard of but she had never personally seen someone made of stone. She heard him mumbling to himself. Debating for a few minutes about whether or not to talk to him or not. Finally she decided saying hello wouldn't be any harm. With a warm smile she addressed the man before her. "Hello sir. How are you today?" She asked. Taking a sip of her tea when it was set before her. She wasn't sure what else to say. Hoping maybe conversation would spark from those simple words.