 Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 2:19 pm
"The name is Haine.
And I'm a treasure hunter." Always start with the B•A•S•I•C•S I go by: Rosaline Haine Korr
I have this many candles in my cake: Nineteen
Genetics gave me these parts: Female
This is where I live: Hysu'lae
This is who I am: Rogue
How far I've come: Starter Tier
What I do for a living: Most of her money she makes off of treasure hunting by venturing into native lands (usually with a hired/volunteered hand or two), but she also works as a errand runner for Isabelle herself. Of course, her errands usually consist of small, unimportant tasks such as finding misplaced objects or getting groceries.
My personal beliefs: ---And then move on to my L•O•O•K•S I'm vertically challenged: 5 foot 2 inches
My flowing locks are of this color: A rich brunette
Can you see into my eyes?: Dark brown
This is how I usually appear: Haine takes pride in her long, flowing locks of hair, but at the same time is constantly annoyed with the various strands that fall in her face. Thus, she more often than not wears her hair pulled back, usually in pigtails but sometimes in a ponytail. Because of her fair complexion, Haine burns easily, though she’s gotten used to the sun in Hysu’lae by now. Because of the nice breezy weather, the rogue is often found wearing a tank top with bright colors or designs, khaki shorts that are too short (but long enough to keep her butt out of sight), and boots usually meant more for hiking and adventuring than walking around the ports. She’s also more often than not found wearing a cream colored cloak, which she used to wear to keep herself from burning, but not mostly wears because she would feel naked without it. It’s also helpful when the weather gets a little cold.
And these are my partners in crime: Daggers, made with a smaller grip for her tiny hands.And only after that do you get to see inside my H•E•A•R•T He loves me, he loves me not: Single
Want to know what I'm like?: Charming. By charming, one is not to think of the seductiveness of a woman, the innocence of a child, or the smile of a true gentleman. What Haine possesses is the true charm of a con-artist. She has the warm smile that pulls a customer in, the sweet talk that captures them, and the face of a true listener as she steals the information she needs while acting cool and collected. Although she rarely uses this talent for anything other than possible hidden treasure locations, she is fully aware of her capabilities and how they could be used.
A liar. Haine lies through her teeth. Constantly. Sometimes she lies to gain information, sometimes because she doesn't trust the person she's talking to, and other times to simply make excuses for her mistakes. On the edge of becoming a compulsive liar, Haine has realized her problem and is now trying to make up for it. Though unfortunately, she doesn't spend too much time around anyone person to develop a deep sense of trust.
Outgoing. Part of being a con-artist is about having the guts to confront people in the first place. Although Haine isn't necessarily a con-artist, or at least hasn't acted as one recently, she still has the ability to confront strangers, make new temporary friends, or find someone for hire to drag along with her on one of her adventures outside of the city walls. Haine is also more than willing to lend a hand, sometimes almost gullibly.
Adventurous. Of course, a treasure hunter would have to be adventurous to be willing to look for the hidden goods. Haine loves exploring unknown territories, and has taken up the hobby of mapping out new places when she visits. Often, she'll visit a territory where rumors of buried treasure lead to, map out the area, then follow the rumors and maps to find the exact location. Along with her adventuring, the girl is also not above getting "down and dirty" and fighting with either other competing treasure hunters or natives protecting the area.
Honorable. How is it that a lowly rogue could come close to being considered honorable? Haine follows a personal code of honor (that she was taught by her father) which she follows to the syllable. The rogue never picks a fight, never attacks the helpless, and only steals from those who are rich and deserving to be robbed of. Although she's not one to necessarily keep her word, since she's usually lying, she'll keep her promises and oaths, sometimes to the extreme.
Easily flustered.Although her con-artist persona is always a calm-and-collected character, Haine in reality is easily flustered in social situations. She's constantly lying, trying to make up for it, and then confusing the person she's talking to when she gives too many versions of the same story. Haine can also be very forgetful, leaving behind necessities when she goes for a trip and freaking out afterwards. If writing is ever to be found on her hand (or arm, leg, stomach, or anywhere she could reach), it most likely is a reminder for the girl's poor memory.
My life story in a nutshell: Our story begins in a not so traditional setting located in Wistera. There lived a bachelor of a merchant. He was a tall man in his thirties and of a big build and a whiskered face, who probably could have been mistaken for a laborer. This man was falling on some hard times, with his wife having passed away not too long ago, and his business hitting some dead ends. His plan was to skip town once he got the money to do so, and possibly find work out on the open sea. It was one night while he was still forming his run-away plan that he came across a "companion home" which is often referred to as a whore house. Though the man missed his wife terribly and had considered staying away from women until he was able to rethink things, the man felt himself drawn in.
The woman he spent the night with was a small little thing, with long, blonde locks of hair framing her bosom and eyes as big and blue as the sea itself. It was his time with her that let him forget about life for just a night, yet changed his life forever. For you see, the woman, shortly after her time with the man, became ill. After visiting the doctor, it was found out she was experiencing morning sickness, which was brought on from pregnancy. After a few more tests, the newborn child was traced back to the middle-aged man.
Unfortunately, the whore house did not have the funds for an abortion, nor did the man. However, since his deceased wife had left behind no children, the man agreed to take the child in once he or she was old enough to live off of his or her mother's milk. The man and woman came across a mutual negotiation, and the female child was born nine months later.
After the child took the man's surname of Korr, the mother named her daughter Rosaline Haine. The man was only told the name a time or two, and could never remember whether the middle name was pronounced with a long or short 'a'. But one thing was for sure: for a daughter he was going to bring with him to sea one day, the name Rosaline was much too feminine. And so once the child reached one years old and began to live with her father, she went by the name of Haine (Hay-nn).
It was here that Haine spent the next ten years of her life. Though her father adored her dearly, he was quite ashamed of how she came about, and so never told her about her actual mother, but instead of his old wife. Luckily Haine had been given his eye and hair color, and so she never questioned him. The father and daughter worked the merchant's life together until they had saved up enough money to go traveling. It was during the traveling years that Haine has some of her best memories. She loved the time she spent with her father, learning about his code of honor, mapping out the lands of the different countries, and learning the ins and outs of both making a living as a true man and as a con-artist. It was also this time that Haine became a lover of treasure hunting, even starting some of her own expeditions with hired hands without her dad.
It was around the time Haine turned seventeen that the middle-aged man was finally able to live his dream of being out at sea. Haine's father was hired to replace seamen on Isabelle's ship who had 'misbehaved' as it was said. Although Haine wasn't allowed to be part of the offical crew, she was given the job of the cook's assistant, and found herself both loyal to her captain and enjoying the adventure of being part of a 'team'.
However, happiness was not to stay forever. When Isabelle decided to take over Hysu'lae, the beseeching was thought to have been quick and painless. However, among the very few causalities that came about was the death of Haine's father. Grief stricken, Haine decided to stay in Hysu'lae and serve her captain, who although she was completely loyal to, barely even knew her name.
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