- Intro Video
…There is no light without dark, no good without evil, no right without wrong, nothing can exist without its opposite….
…A home’s not a home, if you are never there.
Fate is a cruel mistress, But our destiny is what we make of it….
“Everyone is a star, and deserves the chance to shine, some just need more light then others.”
- Who Am I...
I….I am Aria Blacklake. Daughter of Balthasdar Blacklake the III and Lady Meira Blacklake.
- Romantic Interests
- Relationship Status
- My Story Is...
She was born and grew up in a middle-class family in a wealthy community, she lived free of trouble until she was about 6 years old, but at that point, things changed.
She lost her mother in a freak fire and was rejected by all as she was the only one with her mother at that time. Even her own father rejected her. Without any help, she had to survive in a bleak world. But with her strength and diligence, she managed to overpower anybody who’s a hindrance and find a new home. This has turned her into the woman she is today.
Powerless to change the past, she became a mercenary for hire. By doing so, she hopes to learn more about her mother’s death and finally find peace and love of which she has never once had.
- My Appearance
Long golden, layered hair slightly covers a lean, frowning face. Glinting green eyes, set charmingly within their sockets, watch and read people from underneath a darken cloak.
Fire has left its mark reaching from the top of the left cheek, first running towards her thin rose lips and ending under her right eye and leaves a tormenting memory of her fortunate survival.
This is the face of Aria Blacklake. She stands high among others, despite her lean frame.
There’s something obscure about her, perhaps it’s her sense of justice, or perhaps it’s simply her sense of humor: But nonetheless, people tend to ask her favors, while spreading rumors about her behind her back both good and bad.
She tends not to show herself much, tending to more keep to the shadows with her hood drawn, she doesn’t have an easy time conversing or starting a conversation so she tends to say quiet for the most part.
Her pack Holds; Food, a full waterskin, two twin daggers, extra clothes, an extra cloak, bandages, medicinal herbs, and plants. A sword, and a bow and a quiver full of arrows.
- My Secrets Are...
Just that A secret… nothing that concerns you. Keep your nose out of it.
- I Believe...
I am…Unsure in what I believe..