❅ Ristadis

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Iceling
Female


Adventurous - Rista loves to see whats just beyond that bend, over that hill, the underside of that mountain, no one can guess what one can't see so she wants to see it all. Her parents kept her close to home when they were alive, it was the one thing she had always resented. So wherever she is be it a home, the orphanage or a whole meadow, Rista will find the most wonderful and interesting hiding places. She wants to see the other lands very badly indeed. Except the place over the sea called Belrea, she doesn't trust the flying ships she has heard about all that much.

Provokable - So you wanna go huh? Well bring it on! With nothing to loose she has become a bit of a brawler, if your a polite person you have nothing to worry about but if your a rude one well hope you like your hair pulled and your face rearranged. She also doesn't give warning when she will strike she just does it. Her temper is a hallmark she got from her Mother's family. Her Father had been very calm.

Ruthless - When it comes to mercy to others not in her circle of chosen people, Rista has none, the world never gave her any so she would give none to others in return, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger after all, and more cynical. It also means that in a battle she will never pull her punches.

Sneaky - Not all revenge has to come from the front and center, Rista is capable of subterfuge, spying and eavesdropping on her enemies. She could be listening to you right now with her penchant for good hiding places.

Loyal - To the very few who eventually earn her respect and yes love, she is a very loyal person and will dive to the pits of the world to rescue you from whichever mess you have gotten in. Usually though to earn this you have to save her life in a similar way; emotionally, spiritually or physically.

Haughty - Being high born has made its mark on her, and she is old enough to remember how she used to be adored. Her Father told her never to show her weakness to the world so instead she looks down her nose. It comes in handy for when she is spoiling for a fight.


Child History: Rista was the only child born to a noble family in Zena, they were high up on the totem pole as her Father had been the son of one of the elders on the council. A favored elder at that. As such she had been somewhat spoiled from the very beginning, but the love and guidance of her parents kept her grounded in a world just waiting to turn her into someone they would rather not be responsible for.

One of them was always around no matter what. Mother and Father doting on their daughter diligently; teaching her right from wrong, about the world around her and the tales of the gods. They taught her how to think for herself how to control and manipulate a situation she was in to her benefit or safety.

She was beginning to think she was invincible, everything was going perfectly in her life, she had friends, a good teacher and the most wonderful parents, until the fateful day that her parents went out into that blizzard and Zena took back what she had given to Rista. Everything she had given to Rista. Without her parents there was no one to save her from lonliness. Her grandfather was so grief stricken by the loss of his son that looking at Rista made him sick to his stomach. She was a stark reminder of the child he would never have again. He blames Rista for the loss of his son, by the virtue of if she didn't exist his son would still be alive, because he wouldn't have been out in the snow that day on a date with his life to try and rekindle the old romance. He loved his son dearly and the poison of his loss has turned his back on his own kin. He is the only surviving grandparent, and Rista was crushed by the abandonment by a blood relative. Her grandfather had few years left having had his son late in life. He had lost his wife, his son and everyone else and his granddaughter is a reminder of what he will never again have. He preferred boys and had Rista been a male it may well have been a different story.

Her maternal grandparents had perished after a particularly virile wave of flu had taken out those with less than perfect immune systems in a particularly damp spring in Zena. Their loss was part of the reason that her mother and father leaned on each other more and eventually fell in love. You lean hard on your friends in difficult times and they learned that they had the perfect gift right in front of them; each other.

It was one of the few days that her parents had left her to herself, it had been a date night she expected they wanted to work on their relationship with each other after the chaos of having a youngling, now that Rista was a little older they felt confident enough to take some time for themselves. Had they not been caught out in that storm, that freak storm which confused them, made them loose their way from the long walk they had gone on, they would have been fine and still with her.

Was it her fault they had never returned? If she had never have been would they have never gone on that walk? Why was fate so cruel to leave her alone? She had had everything; prestige, love, fans. Now she had nothing...an orphan abandoned by the last of her family to the ravages of public care. She resented the orphanage so very much, and that others the neighbors who had found her and took her in temporarily when her parents were found, had not been able to keep her because they had too many children to feed already. Not even that solace had been permanant, just a delay in absolute solitude.  

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A Piece of My Heart
Sisters
Rista Solo 1
Rista Solo 2
Rista Solo 3
Rista Solo 4  

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Isolder: Father
Ninaeleth: Sister

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Solo --1

It had happened she had finally been adopted. Her new father had told her that after a few days adjusting to her new family they would move back to Matori. She gripped the bedding of the Inn room. It was crisp and clean and of high quality. It also smelled of sweet herb. it was so unlike the work bedding of the orphanage that it stood out starkly to her. At once comforting and unsettling that the others still at the orphanage may never feel the higher qualities of life until they reached their adult life.

A rapacious Zenan wind dug airy fingers into the sill of the room at once demanding and longing. It seemed to regret her adoption. She looked outside with hard eyes, ti was not she who failed Zena but Zena who had failed her by taking her parents from her. She was commited to her path, it beat rotting in an orphanage. Rolling over she burried her head under her pillow and shut out the mournful sound. She sighed deeply. There was so much change in her life it was hard for a small girl to keep up.

She felt she was drifting through space with nothing to anchor her. A sudden noise at the door startled her and she hissed. Hse saw Kalith's blunt nose press forward, preceeding the rest of his long slinky body, she relaxed a bit. The creature had the run of their rooms. She was readonably sure that he was not there to eat her. Kalith settled on the floor with a sigh. At least now she wasn't alone. Animals tended to bring a special comfort. SHe shivered a little before crawling onto the floor. Leerily she crept over to the Zanteer. He opened one eye and closed it. Sh took that as permission to crawl into his incredibly dense fur. She hadn't been able to cuddle with anyone in so long. She felt a tenseness in her chest release.

She had longed for this, in a way she would never admit to anyone. She missed her parents so much it was like a chasm in her chest. Now there was hope that one day that chasm would be filled.

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Rista Solo 2

Rista had been in Matori for about a month. She was still adjusting to the climate and new ecosystem. It was just so hot here, the wind had a moist burnt smell to it like the sun had cooked the very air. She hadn't sweated so much ever. She had mad a few friends among the younglings nearby. There was however one leaf boy who was oddly mean to her. She couldn't understand what exactly his problem was. Her very presence seemed to annoy him.

She hadn't told her sister or her father about her issues. She had told Kalith who made a point of growling at the boy whenever they encountered him Rista was grateful for his support.

Life had taught her to deal with problems herself. If she could survive loosing her family she could handle one small boy. She would show him that members of her family were not to be toyed with.

After being sent out to play yet again, her Father and sister supervising from a distance, she decided to go on the hunt. She would not be tormented anymore. She heard the boys high voice from a distance and hid in a bush. She waited for him to come closer, yellow eyes watching her target avidly.

When the unknowing boy came within range she pounced and a savage scuffle ensued with much yelling and screeching coming from his end and a few begrudged grunts from her when the leafling Yledgr landed a solid hit.

In the end, exhausted, they separated, she spit out a chunk of fabric as he scrambled away calling her crazy.

Crazy she was not but she was no push over. She had had to defend herself to prove the hunter she was. Her father did not raise prey. Her sister in fact was out fishing the shallows for crabs and clams.

Well now that she had supposedly gotten rid of her boy troubles what else could she get up to?

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Rista Solo 3

Rista was wandering inland for once; she had followed her father while he trolled for work among the many caravans that flowed in and out of Matori. She kept him in her sight as he hdad requested while she played in the mud underneath the cart. She could see her Father's ankles from where she was. She kept glancing over to make sure he hadn't walked away.

She dug her fingers into the saturated clay and patted it onto the pile she was making, something about the texture pleased her. Something bumped into her back gently and she bit back a startled yip. Turning around she came face to face with a Janarim even smaller than her.

She wouldn't go so far as to say it was cute but it wasn't as intimidating as the adults she had seen. It must have escaped its pen at some point, if so it likely didn't have a home anymore. What was a responsible girl to do? She was sure no one would mind if she brought it home. She started hunting for some twine. Rista had to tug some twin off the tire of a cart then she tied it around the small Janarim who was busy pouncing her mud castle like that was what she had made it for.

“Hey!” The beast looked back at her innocently like “What do you mean that was bad? That was what was supposed to happen silly.” It cocked its head curiously. She gave the beast a flat look. “You knew what you were doing don't give me that!” She growled.

The janarim's eyes sparkled at her like it had just found its mistress. She wasn't quite sure she exactly qualified for this position. She was only small herself yet but well it was too late now as it had a collar. It was claimed. Now how was she going to get home with it. She couldn't exactly hide it. She would have to go home by herself. She slunk from beneath the carts, Her Father was going to be mad but if the situation were otherwise she wouldn't have done it this way. He would understand she hoped. After all he had adopted her. Why then could she not adopt someone else who didn't have a home?

She slithered out of range with her new pet, avoiding all prying eyes. In truth no one was looking out for her. The caravan who held the mother Janarim had left a day ago, none the worse for wear.

She reached home without any issues, did a quick scout for her sister who was also not at home. This was a big relief she didn't like getting in trouble but well she couldn't just leave the little creature. He needed her, she was convinced. He also smelled really bad. It was time for a bath. At least then he wouldn't be so repugnant to the rest of the family. She dreaded their homecoming but well, the worst her Father could say was that she couldn't keep him.

She dragged him to the beach and scrubbed him all over using sand. Then she scrubbed herself for good measure, now presentable she fed him and herself, He got some fish that was leftover from morning and she had fruit. Satisfied that she had done most of what she could for now she settled down, idly stroking the small janarim who whined if she got up on her bed without him.

She wondered what she would name him, he was now hers, pending her Father's decision. She wasn't one of those girls who would name such a creature Fluffy or anything superficial like that, he deserved a real name.

“Thrain.” She said decisively, it sounded like a strong intimidating name for what would be a strong and intimidating creature.

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Rista solo 4

Well all things considered her latest escapade had gone quite well, she was allowed to keep her Janarim on the conditions that she cared very well for it and didn't let Thrain and Kalith fight, ever. Now she could enjoy her new companion and she figured that she would not have to worry nearly as much about mean people with a growing janarim by her side. And grow he did, it did not take very long for him to become bigger than her.

He had a pounce fetish with her two she would be talking to someone and he would stalk up behind her and they would tumble head over tea kettle in the sand. She personally thought this was fun as long as neither got hurt and she did it back to him too. He was always careful no matter his size to not actually hurt her which let them continue the game even when he reached a disturbing size.

Soon he was big enough for her to sit on and she spent hours upon hours training him to be a mount. It was one of the most rewarding things she had ever done. She felt at peace when she was with him or Kalith, a kind of peace that she had never ever acheived with people before. Soon she was able to race up and down the beach at a speed she had never been able to achieve before on her own two legs, and though he ate an awful lot, she enjoyed providing for him. He was big enough after months of growing that he could help himself to the local beach fair, he would comb the shoreline with her looking for washed up food. She found many treasures to present to her sister this way too.

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Youngling Growth Form

Character Name:Ristadis
Current Location: Matori
Journal: Journal
RP Growth Point Links:
5A Piece of My Heart
5Sisters
1Rista Solo 1
1Rista Solo 2
2Rista Solo 3
1Rista Solo 4
Items: Comb, Styling Shears, Barette, Niribi root, Nail an body paint
Preferred Artists: Flan, Heras, Kana
WIPs:Open too this yes

Hair Reference Pics:
Beads and wraps for hair, not quite as much as this pic, would like to see the color of her hair still.
Black paint around her eyes like this
Niribi root to make her hair longer for the braids/dreadlocks (if i cant use dreadlocks please use lots of the small braids.
Would like 1/4 of her hair shaved off completely pls.