Name: Karia Caster
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Occupation: Vagabond
Appearance: Naturally stout, with a head of frizzy blonde curls tamed back in a messy braid. Her face has no makeup, brightened only by blue-grey eyes and dimpled rosy cheeks. Despite her weight, it should still be said that she possesses an appeal different from the standard ideal for beauty. Her eyes, her smile, her grace and her inner strength... Beauty is more than just a skinny waist and flawless skin, after all.
Even though traveling doesn't allow for a variety of clothing, she still manages to dress up nicely and efficiently. A brown vest is thrown over her pale yellow blouse tucked in with a thick belt, and underneath her brown skirt is a pair of black leggings and low-heeled brown boots. She keeps a pendant tied around her arm-just a leather string with a flat, smooth, milky white stone attached on the end.
Personality: With her own independent set of goals and morals, Karia easily balances out her brother's timid nature with her playfulness and seemingly unending optimism. Regardless of their respective ages, she's taken it upon herself to be the protector of the two, especially with Tyl's inability to move on from the past and his nonexistent confidence. However, she's also taken up a habit of denying her own feelings and insecurities in the process. It's just so much easier to hide behind her energy and fiery temper than to worry her brother with her own fears.
Background: She still remembers the faces of the people she lost. Her best friends were still in bed when wild monsters tore down the gates surrounding the village, and the nice woman who taught her to paint had too much red on her clothes-there was supposed to be pretty blues and purples splashed over her blouse, but all Karia saw was the red. Her sister, the fearless girl she looked up to as a role model, was nowhere to be seen. Tyl wouldn't answer her questions, neither of them willing to accept that Nai was among the corpses mauled beyond recognition as likely as it was-Nai was always a fighter. So they pretended she was just in one of the houses they didn't check, or she had gotten away and simply couldn't come back for them.
That was the start of Karia's big "game of pretend". As they gathered what little they needed for travel, the two siblings were forced to leave the town they grew up in to follow that message they had received with... whatever it was they found in that temple. Tyl was convinced that the strange, anonymous command was trustworthy, and even though she held her doubts, Karia followed. Something else had happened in that temple, something that only Tyl knew about, and she was willing to do everything to keep her big brother from getting hurt.
Weapon: A couple of daggers strapped to her waist, in case of emergency.
Element: Heart
Other: Quick as her temper is, she's also very quick to calm down. When she truly lashes out, the only person to calm her down is Tyl or anyone she can regard with the same level of trust.
Even after two years, Karia has no clue what her element can do. Tyl has nearly mastered his, but not once has she been able to even make a spark of anything. She doesn't say it, but it's a real problem with her.
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