Name: Vivian Regina Warrick
Mixed Blood, Human and Biqaj
Date of Birth:
Vhalar 27, 696
Fluent Common, Basic Rakahi
- 60 for two Elemental Illusions - 240
- 30 for Chalice of Fortune = 210
Vivian has dark curly hair that falls to her shoulders, a pale complexion, and icy blue eyes. Standing 5'10", Vivian is tall for a woman and carries herself with a confidence that speaks of her sense of superiority. In addition, her long practice with fencing and horseback riding has given her movements a natural grace akin to that of a dancer but more aggressive, as if one were watching a hunting wolf. Typically seen in a white shirt with tight fitting trousers and boots, so as not to interfere with her movement, along with her favorite red jacket.
Upon first meeting Vivian, one might easily dismiss her as just another arrogant noble, with good reason. Proud, vain, and somewhat haughty, Vivian treats those she considers beneath her with cold arrogance and disdain. Even her equals and superiors are frequently met with a cold attitude that, while respectful, gives no hint that there is any warmth to this child of the esteemed Warrick family. Underneath her wintery exterior there is warmth to be found, but it takes time and patience to for Vivian to open up enough for anyone to find it. Those that make it that far will find that Vivian, while still proud and vain, harbors some very deep seated insecurities about living up to the legacy of her ancestors and worries about whether or not she's as skilled as she hopes. In addition, those that crack through her cold exterior will find that she possesses a loyalty to her friends that is virtually unbreakable. The only time her cold exterior cracks in public is when she's confronted with the notion of having to be submerged for any length of time, as Vivian suffers from intense aquaphobia due to a childhood accident that sends her into panic attacks if someone tries to make her swim.
Born to Wren and Garret Warrick, Vivian was raised on the tales of her forefathers heroism and daring. To say this had an impact on her youth would be an understatement, as most of Vivian's childhood was spent on mock adventures and fighting imaginary monsters in her room, usually to the distress of the cleaning staff after they were expected to make up her bedding for the third time in a single day. However, this is not to say her childhood was all sunshine and imaginary monster battles. As the daughter of the noble Warrick Family, she was expected to learn the manners and stylings of the Rynmere court and had to attend many private lessons courtesy of her domineering mother.
Though if Wren Warrick was controlling it could perhaps be forgiven as Garret Warrick had only the loosest concept of control. He encouraged Vivian's childhood adventures and even helped her escape several of her more boring classes. However, that came to an end during her seventh year. Garret, a sailor as many Biqaj were, took his daughter on a short fishing cruise, hoping that it might awaken in her the same love of the sea he himself felt. However, when Garret was distracted by unexpected damage to his ship, Vivian fell over the side of the ship. Unable to swim, she would have drowned had Garret not realized what had happened and gone into the water to save his daughter. As it was, she was ill for several weeks and though she survived, the incident left her with a crippling phobia of water and nearly silenced her desire for adventure. For his part, Garret encouraged Vivian to be astute in her studies, feeling that it her near miss had been partly his fault.
For a time, Vivian was determined to live the quiet, safe life of a noble families daughter. This manifested in an interest in horses and animals that led her mother to believe her daughter might make a fine rancher as she grew. However, in Vivian's thirteenth year, her love of adventure was reawakened, this time by a demonstration the Xiur Skyriders had given in Andaris for a parade. Vivian's family had been attending and the sight of the Skyriders soaring the skies on their winged mounts set Vivian on the path she walks to this day. After returning home, Vivian began to express an interest in weapons work took to reading the legends and tales that had grown around the Skyriders, her passion to become only growing stronger and stronger.
While Garret supported Vivian's desire, Wren was alarmed and kept trying to talk Vivian back onto the path of a rancher or other safe occupation. While this was an understandable feeling, as she had nearly lost Vivian once already, Wren could not change her daughters mind and she grudgingly added rapier lessons to her daughters curriculum. As Vivian studied, practiced and grew older, Wren began to accept that her daughter would not settle for a safe life. That being said, when Vivian announced in her early twentieth year that she planned to move out and prove that she could survive on her own, Wren made one last attempt at setting on a safe path and gave her a home near her cousins Lazuli and Lei'lira that came with some animals and prime ranch land, along with a ring that had been in the family for quite some time.
Not dissuaded by this, Vivian took the ring, her weapons and her loyal pet dog, Pakse, and moved into the small home. Though she had to figure out what to do with the animals, she still plans to join the Skyriders and trains for the day she'll be skilled enough to be accepted into their ranks.
Despite being a member of a noble house, Vivian's house is deceptively modest, with hardwood floors and basic stone walls. This is largely due to her viewing her current home as a waystation more than a permanent place of dwelling, so she hasn't bothered to decorate it. As such, her furniture is similarly simple.