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| User: | easydosing (13731258) |
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| Name: | Rumnah | |||||||
| Birthdate: | 11-19 | |||||||
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| Bio: | Name: Rumnah Age 33 Birthplace: A large town in eastern Kalria, equidistant from her country’s capital and Reiarn, as the crow flies. Home: Her own cramped rooms a few streets away from her parent’s house in the same east Kalrian town. Script: Uneven and spidery, with unnecessary loops and flourishes, especially at the end of sentences when she can doodle long looping descenders. What did they lose? All the perfume, jewellery and silver she had stolen from the mistress of the house over the course of the last two months. History Rumnah comes from an ambitious lower middle class family of shopkeepers. As a child she was a common sight in the shop and she’d often charm the customers with her curtseys and polite how do you do’s. The last thing she was was troublesome. Always polite and always careful, she’d perch on stools to reach goods on high shelves and hand them to customers. With the proceeds from the business, her father paid for her to be taught to read and write. He hoped for her to be a wealthy merchant’s wife, helping her husband with her knowledge of maths and wanting for nothing. This never happened. As she grew into her teens and began growing into a woman her parents noticed that she wasn’t interested in courting in the same way the other girls were. She was happy enough around young men and would smile and laugh with them when they came into the shop (her parents thought she was spending too much time in there) but she never took much interest in the idea of marriage and whenever that kind of love was brought up she’d change the subject with a weary sigh. In a bid to change her attitude, her parents changed her surroundings. She was sent to work as a maid and occasional carer in the house of the wealthy Battell family. She missed the cosy rooms of the family’s shop and the customers that had seen her grow up but went anyway, thinking that she should try to make her parents happy. She found maid’s work long and tedious, but the richness of the rooms she cleaned and worked in made impressive backdrops with the fine details in the tapestries and the shine on the fancy glass lamps. Spending time gazing at her fine surroundings grew to touching, and then holding and then not letting go. The extra coin she made from selling the things she stole was handed back to her parents, saying nothing. No one ever noticed the small items that went missing and her parents didn’t notice that they were being given more money. Rumnah was gradually given more responsibilities within the house, including being the young and sickly Miss Battell’s primary carer. At 24, when most women were already wed, she took to courting a man. She never felt an overwhelming surge of love as she thought she should and to be truthful she wasn’t attached to anything specific to her paramour but either way a marriage would mean she would be safe and secure unless she was very unlucky and became a widow. Their marriage was arranged and following the wedding the couple would journey to Berein and start their new lives there. Alas, her suitor’s family found out some unsavoury detail (a minor misdemeanour earlier in her career, she hadn’t meant to give that much medicine) and withdrew from the arrangement. After her engagement was broken off, her former fiancé’s family soon to head northwest to the strait of tears, her and her fiancé had one last tumble. Two days later she brewed a herbal remedy to keep from conceiving any child – it was bitter and its pungent aroma clung to her. This annoyed mistress Battell, who was preparing for a dinner with friends and acquaintances and couldn’t afford to have smelly servants wafting about, dabbed Rumnah with a little of her perfume. Up until then Rumnah had only pinched the odd silver teaspoon or thimble, but a month after that incident she stole her first item of perfume and would go on to steal more expensive items, including jewellery. She came across the journal when young Miss Battell’s doctor left it by her bed, all wrapped in smooth paper and string. It was intended to be for Miss Battell to write or draw in, to make note of how she felt and for carers to do the same. Rumnah was the first to see the package, open it and write in it. She kept this book for herself – with the other people’s writing appearing it just wasn’t suitable for the young girl. Rumnah bought another book to replace the one she ‘keeps safe’. Personality: Rumnah is a polite, well-mannered woman who is careful of her etiquette and speech. It doesn’t come easily to her and is something she continually reminds herself of and she finds it tricky shifting registers according to what protocol or the situation demands. Despite her best efforts these quick-thinking pauses don’t go unnoticed and often people assume that she is dozy, daydreaming or just the slightest bit simple. She is a kind and caring person, but somewhere it all goes wrong. She might overflow with compassion but she doesn’t know how to put that yearning to use in a way that’d do any good. Her desire to help often can make her overbearing or smothering and attempt things that she doesn’t have the capacity for. When she dearly wants to help but has no knowledge she won’t take no for an answer, even though there are very legitimate reasons. She might not know much about administering medicine or human physiology, but she can still help, yes? In those instances her bleeding-heart compassion trumps anyone else’s years of schooling, experience and expertise in a subject and if she gets what she wants, the results can be dangerous. She fails to see the danger in situations like that and clings to the idea that she tried. Easily pleased, she’d describe her positive moods and feelings as contentment rather than any great happiness. She didn’t consider her feelings for her fiancé as strong as the ones in a typical marriage but was quite happy to go through with it. Although unmarried and considered a spinster, this doesn’t trouble her. She doesn’t really feel large peaks and troughs in her moods and mostly they wobble along in a pleasant, happy-enough medium. Time was her employers were unnerved by her near-constant mild smile, but they got used to it, even though they still warn her against daydreaming. Rumnah is impatient. She once tried to learn an instrument, that being a fitting accomplishment for a lady, but she didn’t have the patience for it so the lessons were stopped before she broke the flute in a temper – and she would’ve, she would’ve practiced and practiced until she got it exactly right. Back when her parents still hoped to marry her off they’d attempt to coach her so that she might play up her good qualities and then hide or put her bad qualities to work. In moments of clarity this works and her determination and perfectionism can result in a good bit of work, at other times her impatience can combine with these and make her brittle and nervy. For all that she looks like a delicate daydreaming flower she is determined and can muster up strength when called upon. She winces at the idea of manually popping someone’s arm back into the socket but if the person was distraught and her caring nature showed itself she would be rolling up her sleeves in a second and needing someone to hold back her medical inexperience before she made things worse. Her justifications for her actions leave something to be desired, as though she can’t quite or just plain won’t make the link between her actions and the consequences. She is proud of her country and dislikes foreigners because she’s heard exactly what those people are like from local xenophobia. The fact that she has some distant Jiranzian relations nestling in her family tree is something she isn’t happy about and would never mention. Rumnah speaks Common and Kalrian, which is a source of pride to her. Appearance: Rumnah has dark curls of hair that she scrapes back off her face and pins back with simple wooden combs. She wears typical maid’s garb – modest outfits with long sleeves, neat collars and long skirts in fading whites and dull, muted colours. She also wears a white headdress. For most of her life she has only tolerated a minimum of grooming – she only cares to expend enough effort that she looks clean and neat. During her teenage years she was embarrassed by the growth of her body and would try to downplay it with modest clothes that were so lacking in ornament that they verged on austere. With her advancing years her figure filled out, and now she could be described as plump. Because of this she feels more comfortable and at ease with herself, her taste in clothes unchanging. She has a heart-shaped face and plain, unremarkable features which her laughter and smiles bring life to, but only outside the Battell house or when she’s not running errands for the household. Her skin is only lightly tanned and her eyes are a dull olive green colour. She has a light gait which makes the mistress Battell describe her as wafting or drifting about, rather than walking. Her movements are sometimes hesitant or uncertain as she thinks quickly about what gesture or phrase would be most appropriate. It’s common for her to move her hands for one gesture and stop halfway before pulling them back in again. These pauses make it into her speech too, which typically uses qualifiers and adjectives like pretty, nice and pleasant. Although she makes a capable maid (save for the thieving, but no one’s noticed that) she can tire quickly after short bursts of exertion and needs to pause to get her breath back after running up the stairs. PB: Nameless maid from Demon Diary, which is illustrated by Kara. This is a roleplaying journal for ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} lunamemoria and very fictional. | |||||||
| Interests: | 14: chatting, cosmetics, crafts, doctors, friendliness, healing, jewellery, learning, manners, medicine, perfume, saving, sewing, silver | |||||||
| Schools: | None listed | |||||||
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| Friend of: | 1: easydosing | |||||||
| Member of: | 2: luna_ooc, lunamemoria | |||||||
| Account type: | Basic Account | |||||||
