Post by Ruth Mason on Jun 3, 2016 20:56:51 GMT
Ruth Mason
PLAY BY: Lindsey Morgan
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AGE: 21
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Demisexual
POSITION: Hunter
ALLEGIANCE: Independent----------------------------------------------------------------------------- the freeform --
Ruth wasn’t born. She was bred. Fourth of six children. To a prominent family in Abrea. The Lacroix. It was easy to forget her. To glance over one more child. Only family could distinguish. Family was all she cared about. It was all that cared about her. To the rest of the world, she was just another. A Lacroix. Another in line. Someone to take over when the parents were gone. The world dismissed her. So Ruth dismissed the world.Instead she carved her own. Not so much as made her self unique as let herself be unique. She already was. Her own individual. Her own person. Those who met her knew. Ruth had a personality. Maybe not the best. Not the kindest. Not the sweetest. Not the gentlest. But it was fierce. Stuck out from her siblings. Gave her a face in the crowd. She didn’t even care. She did as she pleased.
Years passed. People came. People went. Ruth stayed mostly the same, but gained experience. She experienced joy. She felt rage. Found confusion. Knew grief. All from her own choice. She didn’t want to be coddled. The money of her family wasn’t important to her. It was important for her to live. To experience the world, and in turn let the world experience her. There was little she balked from, and little that she stepped down from. She was a doer. She wasn’t about to let things pass her by.Yet it was peace she pursued. A calm in the storm. Despite her love of a challenge, she wanted calm. There was too much going on for her family. To many obligations that didn’t concern her. She had to keep up appearances. “For the family” she was told. She loved her family. She did. But there was a limit to her patience. Finally she made a decision. She left. Took a boat and sailed. Her family was not pleased. She didn't care. While she’d miss them, she wouldn’t miss everything that came with her family.
She came to Goldcrest. Settled down. Made a new name. Mason. No one would recognize her now. A hunter. Covered in dirt and twigs instead of silks and oils. It was far from the life she started with. Which was exactly what she wanted.----------------------------------------------------------------------------- the player --
USERNAME: Rick
AGE GROUP: 30s
EXPERIENCE: 8 years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? They won't let me leave
