Post by Feyre Manon Blaire Salazar on Jul 22, 2015 11:02:15 GMT -5
Captain Feyre Manon Blaire Salazar
NAME: Feyre Manon Blaire Salazar
AGE: 20 years old
SOCIAL CLASS: Lower Class though she is very wealthy
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Divorced
OCCUPATION: Pirate Queen
PLAY-BY: Taylor Hill
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
EYES: Hazel Green
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKINTONE: Naturally Tanned
HEIGHT & WEIGHT:5'3' 110 lbs
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A thin scar on her forehead.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Feyre is a young woman with a dark complexion, brown eyes, oval face, and straight dark brown hair. Feyre's hair is long and is often worn down. She is 5' 3" and she has an athletic physique.
NON-MAGICAL SKILLS: Growing up Feyre was taught various things that would help her become a wonderful wife. She learned how to use magic to cook, to clean, to Sew as well as enhance her beauty to attract a suitable husband. However Feyre was never intrested in these sort of lessons and often daydreamed about things she would much rather be doing, which only angered her mother. At the age of eight she somehow managed to convince her eldest brother to teach her how to sword fight. Lessons only occurred when father and mother were out so they wouldn't find out. Feyre became quite good, however when she was ten Feyre was too slow in blocking a move and her brother accidentally cut her forehead. The lessons stopped after that. Once she married Captain Lionel the lessons resumed and she became a great swordsman, even better than her husband.
While married to the Pirate King she also became a great sailer, and often used her knowledge in Astronomy to find her way. However she often has her Quarter Master, Dominic Archer, sail as she isn't nearly as good as he is. She is also fluent in Spanish and has taught those she trusts the most how to speak the language, her husband wasn't one of them.
MAGICAL SKILLS: Apart from the magical skills I mentioned above, Feyre is also really good at defensive magic. Much to her mothers horror, when Feyre was fourteen she proudly told anyone who would listen that she sent her fellow male classmate to the hospital wing. Her mother had to pull her aside several times and reprimand her, stating that it wasnt lady like nor attractive to a potential husband or his family to be skilled in such a manly class. "Well then I don't want to marry someone like him," was Feyre's response everytime.
Despite doing well in Defense Against the Dark Arts her best class by far was Astronomy. For Feyre loved to look at the stars and would often imagine a different world for herself, where she could be more than someone's wife.
WEAKNESSES: Feyre is often told that her pride is her biggest weakness, in fact it is her fatal flaw. When her husbands ship was over taken by the British Navy, Feyre fought until she was disarmed and even at sword point she refused to go on her knees in surrender. Instead she raised her head slightly and told them if, "If I am going to die tonight I will die with pride and honor. I will not die on me knees like a Beggar." Another supposed weakness of hers is her heart, dispite being a pirate she refuses to ship slaves and prostitutes to their owners, no matter the cost. When her husband blindsided her and agreed to do it she set them all free and gave them money for their troubles. As for her husband...well being berayed isn't something she takes lightly.
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BIRTH PLACE:
PARENTS: Mortimer Hensley (41) and Adella Yaxley (41)
SIBLINGS: Landon Hensley (19)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Pirate King Lionel Ward (30) - Divorced and left him on an island
CHILDREN: Currently one Month Pregnant
OTHERS: Uncle Mahlon Hensley
CHARACTER HISTORY: Feyre Manon Blaire Hensley was born on the 6th of December, which was one of the coldest nights Scotland has seen in years. Her mothers room was as warm as it could be, the house elves working nonstop to keep the fire going so mother and daughter wouldn't freeze. When the clock struck midnight Feyre was born, and her mother smiled A child at last.
Growing up Feyre never understood why she was treated differently than her cousin Edward and younger brother Landon. Why Edward and Landon were taught to fight and speak their mind and she was taught how to sew and to bite her tongue. During lessons with her mother, Feyre often zoned out, not really caring about the pureblood families or the many spells she needed to learn to maintain her future household. Instead she would daydream about places she would rather be if she were not stuck where she was.
Then when she was eight years old she told her her Cousin Edward that if he didn't teach her how to sword fight she would tell his Mother about the Muggleborn he liked. Exasperated he told her he did not like a Muggleborn, to which Feyre simply shrugged, a devilish grin on her face as she said she knew, but that he knew as well as she that Aunt Theodora would freak out all the same. After a long drawn out starring contest he finally agreed to meet Feyre twice a week while her parents were out because he didn't want to get into trouble. So during his summer holiday's between his 5th and 7th year he taught her as much as he could and she quickly caught on. However during his seventh year when Feyre was 10, she was slow in blocking a move and he cut her forehead above her left brow. Angry that their daughter was hurt, Feyre's father spoke with Edward and his father in a separate room while her mother and Aunt fussed over her wound. Batting their hands away Feyre told her mother that she wanted Edward to teach her how to sword fight, and that he shouldn't get into trouble for something she asked for. Shocked her mother merley rubbed her lips together and finished the potion that would heal Feyre's wound. After that she had a talk with her parents and they told her that Edward wasn't in trouble, but because of what happened she wasn't allowed near a sword again. Angry, Feyre ran into the forest and sat on her thinking rock until she was finally ready to come back in. By then the sun had already set and the moon was high in the sky.
When Feyre turned eleven she, like many young witches her age, attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and once the hat was placed on her head she was immediately sorted into Slytherin. Her whole table cheered and she immediately became friends with Killian Parkinson and Jude Goyle. The three were thick as thieves and were never seen apart during the first four years at Hogwarts. However when the three entered their fourth year Feyre started to notice that Killian was acting a bit strange towards her. Whenever she would do something mildly dangerous he would grow concerned and instead of egging her on like he used to, he would tell her to stop, explaining that she could get hurt. Then while Feyre was in the Library with Landon, the two bickering about who would win the World Cup that year, he brought up Killian, and how much he fancied her. Scoffing Feyre shook her head claiming that he didn't know what he was talking about. But Landon merely looked at her, his eyes full of amusement as he told her that Killian asked his parents if he could court her. Feeling utterly embarrassed Feyre walked to her next class, which was defense against the dark arts, and listened to Professor Borgin who asked them to pair up and practice a spell they learned. Feyre immediately went to Jude, who was always a challenge for her, but was stopped by Killian who insisted she pair up with him instead. Annoyed Feyre argued with him but finally agreed and the two took a dueling stance and began to practice. After the fifth time Killian shot backwards Feyre accused him of going easy on her and demanded to know why. After a moment of silence Killian admited that he was in love with her. Cheeks burning with rage Feyre called him a liar and immediately cursed him, for if he truly loved her he wouldn't do that to her. Killians face began to swell from the spell she used and Professor Borgin told Jude to escort him to the Hospital. Feyre earned a months detention and her friends never spoke to her again after that.
A few months after Feyre graduated Hogwarts she was sat down by her both of her parents in her fathers office. They explained to her that since she had graduated Hogwarts she needed to start acting more like a lady so they could find her a suitable match. Meaning she couldn't walk around in pants or curse guys who started to take an intrest in her. Feyre argued with them saying she didn't need a man, that she could go work with Aunt Alexandria instead! But it was useless as an unmarried upperclass women never made it far without a husband.
Annoyed Landon and Feyre left the house to go to London. The whole time Feyre vented, only pausing for a moment to or two to breathe before she started up again, tossing bits of leaves into the River Thames. By the time they made it into town, Landon looked as though he might strangle his sister. However before he could make a snappy remark, the two stopped as a man approached them, looking like he hadn't showered in weeks. He started to ask them if they had any money on them, his eyes wild with greed as his hands twitched towards his sword. The siblings looked at one another, silently agreeing that this man wasn't to recieve anything as he seemed a bit off. When Landon told him as much the man furiously drew his sword and pointed it at Landon's neck, threatning to cut him into bits. Everyone on the Muggle street stopped and starred but no one rushed to her brothers aid.
Landon tried to talk the man down with calm words and reason, but it only made the Man angrier. Feyre's hand twitched towards her wand as the man walked closer. Feyre took a step back, her back hitting a table behind her. Looking behind her in shock Feyre paused noticing the swords and knives that occupied it. Knowing that using magic in front of Muggles was a crime Feyre
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AGE: 20 years old
SOCIAL CLASS: Lower Class though she is very wealthy
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Divorced
OCCUPATION: Pirate Queen
PLAY-BY: Taylor Hill
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
EYES: Hazel Green
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKINTONE: Naturally Tanned
HEIGHT & WEIGHT:5'3' 110 lbs
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A thin scar on her forehead.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Feyre is a young woman with a dark complexion, brown eyes, oval face, and straight dark brown hair. Feyre's hair is long and is often worn down. She is 5' 3" and she has an athletic physique.
NON-MAGICAL SKILLS: Growing up Feyre was taught various things that would help her become a wonderful wife. She learned how to use magic to cook, to clean, to Sew as well as enhance her beauty to attract a suitable husband. However Feyre was never intrested in these sort of lessons and often daydreamed about things she would much rather be doing, which only angered her mother. At the age of eight she somehow managed to convince her eldest brother to teach her how to sword fight. Lessons only occurred when father and mother were out so they wouldn't find out. Feyre became quite good, however when she was ten Feyre was too slow in blocking a move and her brother accidentally cut her forehead. The lessons stopped after that. Once she married Captain Lionel the lessons resumed and she became a great swordsman, even better than her husband.
While married to the Pirate King she also became a great sailer, and often used her knowledge in Astronomy to find her way. However she often has her Quarter Master, Dominic Archer, sail as she isn't nearly as good as he is. She is also fluent in Spanish and has taught those she trusts the most how to speak the language, her husband wasn't one of them.
MAGICAL SKILLS: Apart from the magical skills I mentioned above, Feyre is also really good at defensive magic. Much to her mothers horror, when Feyre was fourteen she proudly told anyone who would listen that she sent her fellow male classmate to the hospital wing. Her mother had to pull her aside several times and reprimand her, stating that it wasnt lady like nor attractive to a potential husband or his family to be skilled in such a manly class. "Well then I don't want to marry someone like him," was Feyre's response everytime.
Despite doing well in Defense Against the Dark Arts her best class by far was Astronomy. For Feyre loved to look at the stars and would often imagine a different world for herself, where she could be more than someone's wife.
WEAKNESSES: Feyre is often told that her pride is her biggest weakness, in fact it is her fatal flaw. When her husbands ship was over taken by the British Navy, Feyre fought until she was disarmed and even at sword point she refused to go on her knees in surrender. Instead she raised her head slightly and told them if, "If I am going to die tonight I will die with pride and honor. I will not die on me knees like a Beggar." Another supposed weakness of hers is her heart, dispite being a pirate she refuses to ship slaves and prostitutes to their owners, no matter the cost. When her husband blindsided her and agreed to do it she set them all free and gave them money for their troubles. As for her husband...well being berayed isn't something she takes lightly.
STRENGTHS:
QUIRKS & HABITS:
OVERALL PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION:
BIRTH PLACE:
PARENTS: Mortimer Hensley (41) and Adella Yaxley (41)
SIBLINGS: Landon Hensley (19)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Pirate King Lionel Ward (30) - Divorced and left him on an island
CHILDREN: Currently one Month Pregnant
OTHERS: Uncle Mahlon Hensley
CHARACTER HISTORY: Feyre Manon Blaire Hensley was born on the 6th of December, which was one of the coldest nights Scotland has seen in years. Her mothers room was as warm as it could be, the house elves working nonstop to keep the fire going so mother and daughter wouldn't freeze. When the clock struck midnight Feyre was born, and her mother smiled A child at last.
Growing up Feyre never understood why she was treated differently than her cousin Edward and younger brother Landon. Why Edward and Landon were taught to fight and speak their mind and she was taught how to sew and to bite her tongue. During lessons with her mother, Feyre often zoned out, not really caring about the pureblood families or the many spells she needed to learn to maintain her future household. Instead she would daydream about places she would rather be if she were not stuck where she was.
Then when she was eight years old she told her her Cousin Edward that if he didn't teach her how to sword fight she would tell his Mother about the Muggleborn he liked. Exasperated he told her he did not like a Muggleborn, to which Feyre simply shrugged, a devilish grin on her face as she said she knew, but that he knew as well as she that Aunt Theodora would freak out all the same. After a long drawn out starring contest he finally agreed to meet Feyre twice a week while her parents were out because he didn't want to get into trouble. So during his summer holiday's between his 5th and 7th year he taught her as much as he could and she quickly caught on. However during his seventh year when Feyre was 10, she was slow in blocking a move and he cut her forehead above her left brow. Angry that their daughter was hurt, Feyre's father spoke with Edward and his father in a separate room while her mother and Aunt fussed over her wound. Batting their hands away Feyre told her mother that she wanted Edward to teach her how to sword fight, and that he shouldn't get into trouble for something she asked for. Shocked her mother merley rubbed her lips together and finished the potion that would heal Feyre's wound. After that she had a talk with her parents and they told her that Edward wasn't in trouble, but because of what happened she wasn't allowed near a sword again. Angry, Feyre ran into the forest and sat on her thinking rock until she was finally ready to come back in. By then the sun had already set and the moon was high in the sky.
When Feyre turned eleven she, like many young witches her age, attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and once the hat was placed on her head she was immediately sorted into Slytherin. Her whole table cheered and she immediately became friends with Killian Parkinson and Jude Goyle. The three were thick as thieves and were never seen apart during the first four years at Hogwarts. However when the three entered their fourth year Feyre started to notice that Killian was acting a bit strange towards her. Whenever she would do something mildly dangerous he would grow concerned and instead of egging her on like he used to, he would tell her to stop, explaining that she could get hurt. Then while Feyre was in the Library with Landon, the two bickering about who would win the World Cup that year, he brought up Killian, and how much he fancied her. Scoffing Feyre shook her head claiming that he didn't know what he was talking about. But Landon merely looked at her, his eyes full of amusement as he told her that Killian asked his parents if he could court her. Feeling utterly embarrassed Feyre walked to her next class, which was defense against the dark arts, and listened to Professor Borgin who asked them to pair up and practice a spell they learned. Feyre immediately went to Jude, who was always a challenge for her, but was stopped by Killian who insisted she pair up with him instead. Annoyed Feyre argued with him but finally agreed and the two took a dueling stance and began to practice. After the fifth time Killian shot backwards Feyre accused him of going easy on her and demanded to know why. After a moment of silence Killian admited that he was in love with her. Cheeks burning with rage Feyre called him a liar and immediately cursed him, for if he truly loved her he wouldn't do that to her. Killians face began to swell from the spell she used and Professor Borgin told Jude to escort him to the Hospital. Feyre earned a months detention and her friends never spoke to her again after that.
A few months after Feyre graduated Hogwarts she was sat down by her both of her parents in her fathers office. They explained to her that since she had graduated Hogwarts she needed to start acting more like a lady so they could find her a suitable match. Meaning she couldn't walk around in pants or curse guys who started to take an intrest in her. Feyre argued with them saying she didn't need a man, that she could go work with Aunt Alexandria instead! But it was useless as an unmarried upperclass women never made it far without a husband.
Annoyed Landon and Feyre left the house to go to London. The whole time Feyre vented, only pausing for a moment to or two to breathe before she started up again, tossing bits of leaves into the River Thames. By the time they made it into town, Landon looked as though he might strangle his sister. However before he could make a snappy remark, the two stopped as a man approached them, looking like he hadn't showered in weeks. He started to ask them if they had any money on them, his eyes wild with greed as his hands twitched towards his sword. The siblings looked at one another, silently agreeing that this man wasn't to recieve anything as he seemed a bit off. When Landon told him as much the man furiously drew his sword and pointed it at Landon's neck, threatning to cut him into bits. Everyone on the Muggle street stopped and starred but no one rushed to her brothers aid.
Landon tried to talk the man down with calm words and reason, but it only made the Man angrier. Feyre's hand twitched towards her wand as the man walked closer. Feyre took a step back, her back hitting a table behind her. Looking behind her in shock Feyre paused noticing the swords and knives that occupied it. Knowing that using magic in front of Muggles was a crime Feyre
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