<div class="floatleft">(http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x111/Lammy519/Animated/0f29d90b-83f0-4a7a-8d73-61da6099b00b_zps196a1559.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mirabelle Ashford<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong>Breton<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><br/><strong>Physical Details/Short history:</strong>Mirabelle was born in Whiterun to a pair of merchants. It was a comfortable childhood, though the little girl always wanted more than to stand behind a counter selling wares from sunrise to sundown. She often admired the many adventurers that would come through town, some just about to embark on a journey while others returned. Even those that had come back worse for wear, she dreamed to be like them.<br/><br/>Coming of age, Mirabelle stands at a mere 5'3" but it only proves to help her get away from tight situations. Her hair is black, worn long and free all the way down to her shoulders where the last few inches are tied in a loose knot to keep it from flying in her face. Her features are generally soft, having a rather dull upbringing which kept the harshness away, which goes with her pale, grey eyes that have yet seen the best and worst that Tamriel has to offer. Her body is not strong but it is very toned, much akin to a dancer or a runner and with her current occupation, it makes perfect sense.<br/><br/>Having had enough of the domesticated life, Mirabelle spent what she had saved up over the last few years to purchase equipment and supplies to become an adventurer. Sort of. She had been raised in a merchant family, after all, so she wasn't about to dive into dark dungeons and outlaw caves without getting paid for it. Dying also wasn't very appealing to her, so Mirabelle became a courier. The young Breton could still see most of the province, hone her skills and keep fit all while on the road and earning a decent wage. A fair piece of business that her parents would be proud of.<br/><br/>The last couple of years have been rather... lonely for Mirabelle. Being a courier, she couldn't exactly sit on her hands at any time of day as there were often deadlines to meet. Traveling alone also made you less of a target for bandits as long as you didn't appear to be carrying a boatload of jewels or a chest of coin. To fill in any downtime or if a particular deadline was rather loose, Mirabelle would practice her craft by hunting or slashing away at trees. Being Breton, the young girl had an affinity to the magical arts but really didn't have the time to read book after book or consult other mages, which left her to focus on the school of restoration - a very handy piece of knowledge to have when on your own. In lulls between courier contracts, Mirabelle would not hesitate to pick up bounties, though this was a fairly recent development. She's only just become completely confident in her abilities.<br/><br/><strong>Core Combat Skills:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Archery</li><li type="disc">Light Armor</li><li type="disc">Two-Handed</li></ul><br/><strong>Core Supplementary Skills:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Restoration</li><li type="disc">Sneak</li><li type="disc">Speech</li></ul><br/><strong>Secondary Skills:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Smithing</li><li type="disc">Lockpicking</li><li type="disc">Pickpocketing</li></ul><br/><strong>Starting Equipment:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Nordic bow &amp; arrows</li><li type="disc">Fine steel greatsword</li><li type="disc">Simple leather armour</li><li type="disc">Copper circlet with embedded sapphires</li><li type="disc">'Good luck' plain, gold ring - not entirely confident if it is enchanted or not</li><li type="disc">300 Septims</li><li type="disc">A side pack for supplies, rations and packages to be couriered.</li></ul><br/><br/><strong>Faction Affiliations:</strong>Currently none but can be swayed by coin or the right person with the right words.