Ashelia B'Nargin Dalmasca

[Adachi]

♥IT'S MY LIFE♥

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"I am simply myself. No more and no less. And I want only to be free.”[/center]

♥It's Now Or Never♥

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Name: Ashelia “Ashe” B’Nargin Dalmasca
Age: 20
Canon or OC: Canon
Weapons/Abilities: Generally a sword of some sort. Varies.

♥I Ain't Gonna Live Forever♥

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Personality:

History:

Likes:

• Her country/home
  
• Rasler
  
• Her friends
  
• Alliances
  
• Trust
  
• Chocobos

Dislikes:

• War
  
• False Alliances
  
• Death
  
• Unfair rulings
  
• Deceit
  

♥This Ain't A Song For The Brokenhearted♥

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RP Sample:

Here are two of my past posts as Ashe. It’s colored because that was just something we did on that site. The pink is not mine, it’s something said in a previous post. Green was Ashe. I don’t always post like this, but I use it for clarity (the quoting, not the coloring). I can provide more samples upon request.

"Mighty fine bird she is... I suppose this one was rented from Dalmasca...You'd be surprised how many of these things come around in the wild on the Cerobi Steppe."

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"Well, thank you. But I was in a hurry when I left Dalmasca, so I didn't get a chance to go get my own Chocobo. But this one suited me just fine, it was very kind and gracious. Not to mention the moogle that lent me her was very kind about it." She stroked the neck of the Chocobo herself, and couldn't help but chuckle softly as it cooed at her. She could tell they were spoiled back with the moogle by the way they loved the attention.

"So I heard from Vaan that Lord Rasler had returned. And after he educated me about Dalmasca's history, I guess thats really good news for you, eh? Still...it must be hard, about your father...I'm sorry... If you put me in front of your person or your country, I will protect both with my life. Am I supposed to be using some fancy...royal tongue when i talk to a queen? I was never really...taught such manners...or do you mind?"[/color]

She couldn't help but smile up at Sasha. Granted, the thought of her lost father was still heavy upon her shoulders, she didn't have such a problem talking about it now. What was done was unchangable at this point. "Whether it'd be good for Dalmasca or not, I still found it great news to have Rasler back. It lifts some of the pressure off of my shoulders, now that I can have someone to help me out. And what's done is done with my father.... I do still miss him greatly, but if he had never died, I may never have met my friends or even be as different as I am now." She tilted the head to her side as she walked, calmly thinking things through without ignoring Sasha.

"And I thank you greatly for that pledge. And don't worry about you're speech, hun. I spent over a year with Vaan, no offense to him. But he doesn't have the kindest mouth himself. So, it's not a problem at all. And I would never demand you to speak any other way. We all have to be unique, right?"[/color] She laughed at Sasha, glad to just casually talk with the girl without having to really worry about what she was saying.

She gave the Chocobo's neck a small pat as she continued walking, nowhere in particular that she was headed. "Sasha, you've been to Rabanastre, correct? What do you think of it? I'd like to hear about anything you'd have to say on it. Especially while it's all in the process of late recovery. I still have a chance to change things with some of them."[/color] Ashe thought that getting blatent opinions could very well help Dalmasca in improving itself. She knew herself the place wasn't perfect when she wasn't watching. Of course, she could never tell herself because everything was always perfect when the eyes of the queen were watching...[/size] [/blockquote]

The young queen had just left the castle, out the back, and was slinking around, avoiding gaurd vision. She was supposed to be in her room, working on bunches of strategies and paperwork, but she had gotten so bored she needed to do something. She hadn't seen Rasler all afternoon, and found that just added to the boredom. So, slipping out into the stables and straight through without receiving a second glance, she had succeeded in getting out, without breaking a sweat.

For a few moments, she wandered the streets. She didn't know exactly where she'd wanted to go, or what she could possibly do, so she strolled around. It occured to her that she hadn't seen Vaan in awhile, and she had agreed to keep him updated with what was going on inside the castle. Figuring he'd be somewhere near one of the exits of Lowtown, or at least in the relative vicinity of them. She picked up her pace, weaving between commoners and dodging glances from her royal guard.

It's a wonder they even stay entertained out here. There is nothing going on....

[/color] Her mind floated from thought to thought, keeping her entertained mildly. Between one of her manuevers to dodge glances, she spotted Vaan's head, not that she could easily miss it. She broke into a slow jog and headed over, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw he was with somebody, whom he seemed to know. He looked oddly familiar to her, ever so faintly. "Rasler? It can't be. Why would he go and change his appearance so drastically? But, he does have the same build... Maybe... "[/color]

As she neared the two, her pace receeded to a walk. She stopped a short ways behind Vaan and just gazed at Reks, a questioning gaze to her eyes. She concluded it had to be, considering it only made sense. He had been gone all morning. "What are you doing out here, and with Vaan? And what've you done to your hair?! It was so cute the way it was!"[/color] She gave a playful frown as she glared at what he'd done to the appearance she so loved. "And how do you know Vaan? Have I really been out of touch with you both that long?! I feel bad for not being able to formally introduce you two...."[/color][/blockquote]
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