E V A N D R I A
Full Name: Evandria
Race: Dragonborn (Human-Sea Dragon) Approval
Sex: Female
Age: 23 years old
Height: 5'7
Weight: 134 lbs
Birthdate: 25th of Searing, 100th Year of the Age of Steel
Birthplace: Somewhere in the Crystal Sea
Profession: Cartographer
Housing: Hitchhiking between ships
Partners: None
Fluencies: Common, Ecitharese
Conversationals: Nepthal
Ineptitudes: None
Physique
The sun-kissed skin and brown hair wild from the breeze are proof that the young woman spends most of her time in beaches and the open sea. Her unique lineage might not be noticeable at a first glance, but it is obvious enough when one properly laid eyes on her. Her eyes are impossibly blue and everchanging, mirroring whatever sea she is nearest to. Her body is laced with silvery blue, scales merging seamlessly with skin - more obvious in some places than others. Evandria embraces the stares she often gets, not bothering to hide her skin.
Psychology
Easy smiles and freer laughs. One would believe that Evandria has no care in the world, not a weight in her heart. Her father taught her that the world is a wondrous place and that’s how she chose to view the world. She longed to see the world and experience every bit of it. Her bright mannerism seems to equate to naivete in other people’s eyes. Well… it is occasionally proven true, but the dragonborn is smarter than she looks.
Blessed with a quick wit and a sharp tongue, Evandria is not one to keep her opinions to herself. Being playfully and coy comes as naturally to her as swimming. The free-spirit often acts before she thinks, naturally getting into more trouble than she should. Her quips can be sharp and snide when she feels slighted, feeding into her delight if she can rile someone up. She’s reckless enough to risk getting into trouble for the satisfaction of a petty revenge. Nonetheless, her anger often dissipates as quick as it fires up.
