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Name: Shakune Cole
Age: 27
Race: Human
Date of Birth: 13th of Zi'da, Arc 695
Languages Common (Fluent)
Occupation: Legal Assistant
Face Claim: Valeriya
Age: 27
Race: Human
Date of Birth: 13th of Zi'da, Arc 695
Languages Common (Fluent)
Occupation: Legal Assistant
Face Claim: Valeriya
'Who? Oh... her. Didn't even realise she was there, to be honest. She seems... Quiet, I guess?'
Such would be a typical description given to Shakune by those who first come into her company. This statement is not entirely inaccurate; she is quiet, almost hauntingly so. As a young girl, her presence was even less noticeable on account of her slight build, and it would not be uncommon for others to be shocked by her (seemingly) sudden appearance in the corner of the room.
Shakune's quietness is not rooted in shyness or lack of confidence, however, though this is what most would assume. Even from a very young age, Shakune was most interested in observing the world around her, rather than engaging directly with it. Even when in conversation, Shakune is often the more reserved party, contributing to the discussion only when she feels her point is necessary. Becasue of this, it is not uncommon for acquiantances to perceive Shakune as rude, perhaps even arrogant. In truth, she is thoughtful and conscientiousness to a fault, constantly considering the possible truths in whatever story or tale is unravelling before her.
When Shakune does speak, her words are pointed and carefully planned. It is through dialogue that those initial acquantainces begin to perceive her as more than just 'quiet' or 'rude. They begin to bare witness to the workings of her mind, her cognition. Those familiar with Shakune almost always know exactly where they stand with her owing her to honesty and transparency. She is not a woman to shy away from expressing her thoughts -- when she has finally decided what her thoughts exactly are.
She is highly focussed; the minutest of details capture her dedication in an almost compulsive manner. To observe Shakune write a letter, plan a meeing or make a decision could be described as tortuously slow, bordering on physically painful for both Shakune and observer. For this reason, Shakune is a creature of habit; she is far from a risk taker and favours a familiar, well-trodden path to an unknown route. For this reason, some might consider Shakune boring or dull. However to her, maintaining certain repetitive habits on a daily basis - who has time to consider what to have for breakfast? - means that her resources are better spent elsewhere.
Such would be a typical description given to Shakune by those who first come into her company. This statement is not entirely inaccurate; she is quiet, almost hauntingly so. As a young girl, her presence was even less noticeable on account of her slight build, and it would not be uncommon for others to be shocked by her (seemingly) sudden appearance in the corner of the room.
Shakune's quietness is not rooted in shyness or lack of confidence, however, though this is what most would assume. Even from a very young age, Shakune was most interested in observing the world around her, rather than engaging directly with it. Even when in conversation, Shakune is often the more reserved party, contributing to the discussion only when she feels her point is necessary. Becasue of this, it is not uncommon for acquiantances to perceive Shakune as rude, perhaps even arrogant. In truth, she is thoughtful and conscientiousness to a fault, constantly considering the possible truths in whatever story or tale is unravelling before her.
When Shakune does speak, her words are pointed and carefully planned. It is through dialogue that those initial acquantainces begin to perceive her as more than just 'quiet' or 'rude. They begin to bare witness to the workings of her mind, her cognition. Those familiar with Shakune almost always know exactly where they stand with her owing her to honesty and transparency. She is not a woman to shy away from expressing her thoughts -- when she has finally decided what her thoughts exactly are.
She is highly focussed; the minutest of details capture her dedication in an almost compulsive manner. To observe Shakune write a letter, plan a meeing or make a decision could be described as tortuously slow, bordering on physically painful for both Shakune and observer. For this reason, Shakune is a creature of habit; she is far from a risk taker and favours a familiar, well-trodden path to an unknown route. For this reason, some might consider Shakune boring or dull. However to her, maintaining certain repetitive habits on a daily basis - who has time to consider what to have for breakfast? - means that her resources are better spent elsewhere.
Fastidious | Aloof | Conscientious | Reserved
Shakune's appearance is only slightly more interesting that the initial impression she gives; her hair is dark brown, and straight. Her eyes are also dark brown, and often narrowed in thought or concentration. Her height and weight are also delightfully average, practically run-of-the-mill. Her jawline is sharp and her lips full; these features would possibly make another woman striking or beautiful, but worn on Shakune's often pensive expression, these features merely add to her reserved, hard edged appearance.
She dresses cleanly and sharply, often donning a crisp shirt and dark britches. Her hair is usually worn in simple fashion, either hanging free or tied away from her face. She very rarely wears jewellery, disliking the clinking of bracelets or the impracticality of wearing many rings.
She dresses cleanly and sharply, often donning a crisp shirt and dark britches. Her hair is usually worn in simple fashion, either hanging free or tied away from her face. She very rarely wears jewellery, disliking the clinking of bracelets or the impracticality of wearing many rings.
Plain | Pensive | Simplistic | Neat
Octavia Cole was a woman of profound charm and personality. Her wit was sharp, her laugh warm and her companionship easy. Being the firstborn to a couple of innkeepers left Octavia with little choice in the matter; her home by it's very nature was loud, raucous and wine-stained. It was expected that Octavia would pursue a similar profession to her parents, as the lifestyle suited her well and vice versa. Her younger brother, Royston, was quite the opposite. He was withdrawn, easily overwhelmed (and mocked) and far more comfortable in the company of academic texts than loud drunks.
When Octavia died shortly after giving birth to her daughter - the child's father having scarpered some time ago - her parents did what they could for the infant. However, they were aging themselves and ultimately decided that it would be better for them all - all - if the child was removed from their care and placed in an orphanage. Royston Cole, at this time having almost severed all links to his parents and their debauched lifestyle (as he perceived it), re-entered his family home for the final time to collect his niece. His mother and father were shocked; their son had shown such little interest in human connection with those of his own age, let alone with a squalling infant. But Royston was, above all, dedicated and loyal to his beloved sister, of whom he held the fondest of memories. For her daughter, he was willing to sacrifice his blossoming legal career - a bargain that Royston was not shy in reminding Shakune of.
Those first few years of Shakune's existence were painful for both, and Royston teetered on the edge of giving the child away several times, but he eventually accepted her permanence in his life, albeit somewhat begrudgingly. Shakune's childhood was one swamped with words like duty and pursuit. She grew up knowing that the bliss of her childhood would be short-lived, and indeed it seemed hardly any time had passed at all before her uncle deemed her literate enough to begin taking notes and reading for him. She hardly understood the words, and though he at times grew impatient with her mispronunciations, the girl came to relish the precious time spent with her uncle. Soon enough, their reading and writing sessions gave way to lively debates, and Shakune came to realise that, similar to farmers raising a lamb for slaughter, Royston had raised her to challenge and investigate, and to continue his own work and intellectual lineage.
When Octavia died shortly after giving birth to her daughter - the child's father having scarpered some time ago - her parents did what they could for the infant. However, they were aging themselves and ultimately decided that it would be better for them all - all - if the child was removed from their care and placed in an orphanage. Royston Cole, at this time having almost severed all links to his parents and their debauched lifestyle (as he perceived it), re-entered his family home for the final time to collect his niece. His mother and father were shocked; their son had shown such little interest in human connection with those of his own age, let alone with a squalling infant. But Royston was, above all, dedicated and loyal to his beloved sister, of whom he held the fondest of memories. For her daughter, he was willing to sacrifice his blossoming legal career - a bargain that Royston was not shy in reminding Shakune of.
Those first few years of Shakune's existence were painful for both, and Royston teetered on the edge of giving the child away several times, but he eventually accepted her permanence in his life, albeit somewhat begrudgingly. Shakune's childhood was one swamped with words like duty and pursuit. She grew up knowing that the bliss of her childhood would be short-lived, and indeed it seemed hardly any time had passed at all before her uncle deemed her literate enough to begin taking notes and reading for him. She hardly understood the words, and though he at times grew impatient with her mispronunciations, the girl came to relish the precious time spent with her uncle. Soon enough, their reading and writing sessions gave way to lively debates, and Shakune came to realise that, similar to farmers raising a lamb for slaughter, Royston had raised her to challenge and investigate, and to continue his own work and intellectual lineage.
Orphaned | Uncle | Lonely | Academic
