Freja Odell Mortimer

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Freja Odell Mortimer
"I am useless to men... But my heart is bold. I will find purpose."

THE BASIC INFORMATION

Character's Name:: Freja Odell Mortimer

Nickname(s):: Frey, Useless-One

Species:: Human

Gender:: Female

Age // Birth Month & Date:: 21 // October 12th

Sexuality:: Unsure

Class:: Archer

Weapon of Choice:: Bow

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THE PERSONAL INFORMATION

Personality:: Outgoing she is rather shy near men, no scared but she won't show it. Only time she shows is if she is intimidated by one. Calm and collected she gives off a fighting aura. Being different she tries to hide her weaknesses. Easily angered her temper leaves her careless, clumsy in combat. She is normally a loving woman, loves to help others but can get protective if she sees fit. She can be a bit annoying if she gets into an argument. Freja is also oblivious to some flirtatious behavior. She is also rather stubborn, will fight for her life, and is a fighter no matter what.

Description::

~Height: 5"4'
~Weight: 135
~Build: Thin, built, athletic
~Hair: Black
~Eye Color: Violet (aka Alexandra's Genisis)
~Scars (if any): One close to her right eye, one on her right shoulder, one on her lower back.
~Distinguishing Features: Virtually hairless(save for hair on her head, eyelashes, brow), soft skinned, pale, oddly has a purple tint to her lips.

Occupation:: N/A

Weapon(s) // Fighting Style:: Marksman/Swordsman
§ A black bow
§ An Ebony blade that is thin and three feet long from hilt.

Character's Likes::

Kittens
Children
Teas of all types
Soft music
Poetry

Character's Dislikes::

Being Infertile
Abused for her differences
Being considered "weak" or "useless"
Being Alone
Crying
Being unable to fight with a blade for long periods
Being unable to climb

Character's Weknesses::

Short Tempered
Infertile
Weak Knees
Able to be rendered temporarily immobile
Can be knocked over easy

Character's Strengths::

Archery
Stealth
Stealing if needed
Thoughtful
Jokes

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ADDITIONAL INFORMATION

Equipment::
§ Her black bow
§ Ebony quiver
§ Arm Circlet of her clan
§ Pendant of glass shaped like a Phoenix from her mother

Loyalties:: N/A

Family || Friends || Foes::
Family
Enya Stolle - Mother (D)
Belmír Mortimer - Father (A)

Edgar Stolle - Grandfather (A)

Brenton - Brother (A)

Friends
Micah Dweller - (D)

Enemies
• Most of the men in her clan

Allies
N/A

Goals / Ambitions / Dreams::
Goals To be stronger
Ambitions To be wanted
Dreams To belong somewhere

Side Character Is With:: Undecided

Magic || Special Abilities::
Arrow Aura: Can super charge her arrow heads to be explosive or contain some other spell.

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BACKGROUND INFORMATION
Biography::
In the mountains Wutai dwelled, but in the forests and grasslands clans of hunters dwelled. One was more tribal than the rest. This clan was known for traveling with beards of beasts to get their meat. A warrior named Belmír from the clan married a hunter's daughter, a pale skinned woman with dark black hair and hazel eyes. Enya was her name. The two were beyond lovers, no fights or anything. Both trusted each other greatly. They were happy. Even so their happiness was tested when Enya gave birth to a grey eyed child whom they named Freja Odell. The baby was born with a strange mutation that had happened a few times years and years before, it was "Violet Eyes". No one knew this at all from the baby till six months after her birth. Freja was a playful and outgoing baby. She loved her parents even as the gray color began to start the change to a purple color. Seeing the mutation in her eyes the couple worried. They knew life wouldn't be the same for Freja, especially if she truly had the Violet Eye mutation. Being born with this mutation, she would never be able to have children- but be very beautiful. At the age of one her eyes were a soft purple or hazel. Making it hard to know if she had it but then her mother figured out her daughter had no hair on her body. Frightened Enya consulted her husband, worried for her child. Not many children were welcome as Ablinos, Violet Eyes, Ebony Eyed, or Yellow Flesh. It depended on the background if you were accepted as one. Freja being a child to a hunter and warrior made it a curse. Hunters females never usually married warrior men. Not long after Freja was six years old, a brother was on the way and she was still outgoing. Loving her mother and father no matter her background.

At the creek near the clan's housing Freja was teaching herself to fish from how her mother told her to, her eyes were more purple in the shadows. Giggling and watching fish come up to investigate the girl ignored the older boys who were coming to play in the stream. When they jumped in one had swam close to her, sprayed her in the face making her jump back in shock before glaring at them for making her wet. The one who soaked her saw her eyes and began to tease her, whimpering she got up and tossed a stick at the boy which got the others angry. Everyone but the one who got hit got out and ran after her, chasing her into the woods and beat her up. As the others left the boy who got hit sucked it up and went to see where his friends went. Finding Freja crying and bruised he felt bad for hurting her feelings. He sat down by her and hugged her, promising to be her best friend and would never tease her for her eyes. Since that day Freja and Micah were best friends, siblings more like it. Micah played with Freja constantly and soon learned why she had the strange color, he loved the eye color and was proud to have a friend who was different. Soon her brother was born when she and Micah were seven and eight. Since the birth of Brenton Freja began to train to be both hunter and warrior. Her Mother had died during childbirth of Brenton, so Freja learned from her grandfather Edgar. Training as a Warrior with Micah was a secret thing they did at night in the forest. His help made her strong and made her feel good about herself. Micah trained her in the art of swordsmanship and she trained him in archery. By sixteen she hit puberty which was when her eyes became dark purple, earning her a bad nickname. The nickname would haunted her forever as "The Useless-One". It upset her and she ran away to end her life but came upon fate's door; learning she was more than useless, she could be a warrior.

Freja had run far from home, near their hunting group which was unknown at the time, with her father's knife she knelt at a flat stone and looked up. Praying that by chance... She could prove she could be of... Use. With head bent and breath held she put the blade to her neck, before she could end it her prayer was answered. Standing as a beast larger than one she had seen came crashing and rushing towards her. Arrows jutted from its hide as it roared and flung saliva and foam. Jumping back she pulled out her bow, eyes wide and face with tears she glared, but she let the smile take over and ushered a thank you to the gods. Soon the rabid beast saw her as she drew back her bow, the tip glowed with a spark before blazing into flames. She fired it, the raw force of magic sent he back a little as it embedded in the flesh. On fire the creature roared and charged. Putting her bow over her she ran and jumped high and landed on the smoking fur. She rode it as it took her to the group of hunters who saw her on it as she pulled her bow. Sending a new arrow into its skull blowing out the head of the beast which flung Freja into a tree, slicing her right shoulder open. She defeated the rabid beast as well as injured herself. The hunters were proud of her and took her back home, as well as told the warriors the female had taken out the beast. No one believed them till she told her side of the story. Freja had not seen the hunters, she had been concerned with stopping the beast. Even Micah was excited to know his Huntress friend had become a warrior and hunter. She never got a new name for herself but the warriors praised her for her strength and as well as stupidity to take down a beast bigger than herself on her own. She was eighteen. Proud of his daughter her father gave her something that belonged to her mother, a necklace that her mother had since she married her husband. It became an important treasure. Inspired her brother became a hunter and warrior as well.

Not long after Micah was killed in a scouting mission, Freja had come back from hunting with some women when she saw a few warriors on hide stretchers. Seeing one as Micah she screamed and ran, not allowing anyone to touch her she clung onto his still form. Crying over the loss of her best friend and adopted brother. Being pulled away made her kick and scream, crying out, disbelieving he was gone. Pulling away she ran to the wood and fell over crying. She was gone for two days before being found by four men who abused her growing up. Crying still she was too distraught to fight them off. They damaged her knees and cut her lower back open a bit before ganging up on her and molesting her. Not caring she was in mourning or the fact she was now "damaged" for life. Leaving her a bleeding near dead beaten corpse hunters found her and brought her home where her legs were fixed. Two years it took to be able to walk and run again. Yet even so she would not beagle to wield a blade for long. Micah's parents knew how much their son meant to her and gave her his ebony blade. Thanking them she stayed with them. Freja was scared of men and when she was no where near others the group who molested her would hurt her again and again but never doing what they did before.

Since then she left her village. Getting away from her life to be part of a new one.

Other Information:: Violet Eyes (aka Alexandra's Genesis is a real mutation)

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