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Character Info

Name: Nora Olive Clayton

Age: 17

Gender: female

Position/Occupation: farmer/barmaid

Marital Status: Single, but her parents are looking for someone who'd like to marry her.

Physical Description: Nora has an oval-shaped face with a pointy chin. She has a smooth forehead and long, full eyelashes that frame wide, round eyes. Her full, plump lips hide a huge, white smile underneath her button nose. Her cheekbones are high and have a certain fullness about them. She is also lucky enough to have dimples. Her light blonde hair falls in curly tendrils past her shoulders.

Nora’s shoulders are wide and square; her arms are long and strong; her legs are longer and stronger. She has good-sized breasts (about a 34B in today’s standards) and a flat stomach. Nora has wide hips, making her hourglass figure stand out all the more. Her feet are small and dainty.

>>Eye color: blue-green
>>Hair color: blonde
>>Height: five foot six inches

Personality: Nora, when in company, is quiet—seen but not heard. But when she is with her family, she is loud and almost always speaks her mind. And she’s been…reprimanded about that quite a lot. Nora always sings out if she thinks something’s wrong, with a person or a person’s behavior. She is easily bored with “proper” things, like finding a husband and household shores.

Nora is a dreamer, and can be easily caught off in her own world. She is very friendly and a good listener, and she can keep a secret better than the pope. Nora is humble, and hates being complemented. She blushes easily, and never forgets a person. Nora hates feeling bad and generally tries to please everyone. Except her parents.

History: Nora was brought into this world in Sweetwater. She grew up here, and she has loved this town intensely. She’s never been to school, as proper ladies know how to stitch, not write. So Nora threw herself into that, and now makes and repairs all the family’s clothes. She has even taken in some of the other citizen’s mending jobs.

When she was seven, her little brother Daniel was born. And with him came the subtle abuse. Her father and mother loved him more, and he grew up to that. However, their mother works as a midwife and herbalist in town, and their father works the one-acre farm. Since her parents are always out and about, Nora has taken care of Daniel since he was four years old. She’s raised him properly, taught him farming, and sent him to school. Although she’d never admit it, Nora constantly wants to ask Dan to teach her how to write, but she’s afraid he’ll laugh at her or refuse.

And then when Nora was 11, Mary was introduced to the family. When Mary was born, Clara (Nora’s mother) was told she was a girl. Clara actually cried. Nora, upset by her mother’s obvious preferences towards boys, has valued Mary the exact same as Daniel from the day that Mary entered her care.

Nora does some farming, though their father really does most of it. Their mother has a small garden full of vegetables, and they have peach trees on their property. Nora does most of the cooking, though at night she goes into town to work at the bar.

>>Known Relatives: her mother and father, Michel and Clara, along with her little brother, Daniel (10), and her little sister Mary (6)

Any weapons we should know about?: No, it's not suitable for a proper lady to bear arms.

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Sample RP Post: Nora stopped pulling weeds for a second and laid back amongst the carrots and tomatoes. It was nearing noon, and the day was hot and sticky. Past the height of summer, but not yet fall, the days were hardly bearable. But her mother had sent her out here this morning and expected it done before dinner.

Nora pulled of her new straw hat. She had bought it last week with her spare money from mending. It had a wide brim and protected her from the sun. Nora had added a deep blue ribbon that looked black around the hat to make it special. Her blonde bun had been hidden in the hat all morning, and it felt good to get a moment’s rest. Nora had knotted up her skirt and petticoats at her hip, so that her pantalets were indecently exposed. But nevertheless, she dug her bare feet into the soft, warm earth and sighed contentedly. After that, well, her eyes just begged to close. Nora allowed them to as she slid her hands behind her head. With earth as my pillow, And sun as my cover, What more do I need? With a smile on my gentle face, And life longing to be discovered, What more do I need? Nora asked herself as she slipped softly into dreams.

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