BYWATER, Esmerie

[Esmerie Bywater]

ESMERIE GESINE BYWATER

Name: Esmerie Bywater
Alias: Esme, Emmy
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Race Hobbit
Birthplace: Bywater, West Farthing (The Shire)

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Overall Appearance:

Esmerie can be described as fairly attractive. She has dark brown hair that waves slightly, and reaches down to her shoulders. Her face is thin and her skin is fair. She has hazel, almond-shaped eyes that rest just below her slim eyebrows. Her nose is straight with a slight curve, and her lips are naturally frowning. She has round shoulders, complimenting her petite figure. Since Esmerie is a Hobbit, she has abnormally large a hairy feet, and is only 3 feet tall.

Clothing Style:

Esmerie dresses simple, yet still clean and somewhat nice. She usually can be found wearing a colorful skirt and blouse. Though, ocasionally, she'll wear her blue dress, along with a lace apron. Since she is a Hobbit, shoes don't really come into the picture.

Weapon(s):

Esme usually carries around a small dagger. It has a leather hilt, and an emerald on the handle tip. Since Esmerie isn't very skilled with blades, she usually just uses the knife for cooking purposes. However, she is quite good at archery, despite the fact she doesn't much chance to practice.

Face Claim: Claire Foy

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Overall Personality:

Esmerie is a gentle, peaceful girl. She loves to help others and do what she can to make everyone smile. She is very mellow, and enjoys quiet, calm places. Reading and writing are her favorite activities, for they require imagination and silence, that in which are her two most favorite things. However, Emmy can be quite shy. She doesn't talk much, though when she does, her voice is usually soft and very quiet. To add to this, Esme has a tendency to be a bit moody. She could be totally content one minute, then extremely upset the next. All she has to do is is think of one somewhat depressing thought.

History:

Esmerie was born to Gwendolyn and Henry Bywater. She was the oldest of her two twin sisters, Suliana and Tandea. She was never very fond of them, for they seemed to always get what they wanted just by crying over it. So, Esmerie decided to teach her sisters a lesson or two. She did this by doing many cruel things to them, like dumping cold water on them when they were sleeping, or putting worms in their food. Esmerie's parents became quite fed up with this, and eventually had to dish out very severe punishments. Still, she didn't cease her tormenting.

When Esmerie turned 8, everything changed. Henry, her father, and both her sistes caught a sickness that no one was sure how to cure. It wasn't contagious, and it didn't spread to anyone else. Eventually, Esme's father and sisters died. Her mother, Gwendolyn, became extremely depressed, drinking away her sorrows in the ale houses. 10 years after the death of her sisters and father, Gwendolyn died from over-drinking. Esmerie was now alone. Although, since she was already 18, she was able to inherit the family hobbit hole.

Roleplay Sample: This is a roleplay sample I use on another site, just to let everyone know.

Something about all this didn't seem right. Moving to a new city, in a new state, it was all so sudden. Life seemed to wipe right by, and now, River was living in her own apartment, alone. The very thought of not being with her family made her heart ache, though she knew that if she was going to be taken seriously, she would need to be responsible for herself. And that required living away from family, and surviving on your own.

Laying on her new leather sofa, River stared at the ceiling, eying the intricate patterns of the white paint above her. A Fushigi ball lay on her stomach, glistening in the sunlight. River wasn't so sure how to use this magic ball, so she just rubbed her fingers on the smooth, silver surface. Her whole life, had seemed to flash before her, but now that she was on her own, time stood still. It seemed as if she had no purpose in life, nothing to kill the aching time ahead of her. Grabbing the ball, River sat up. She slipped off the black couch and headed slowly to her bedroom.

Flicking on the light switch, River sighed. She didn't know what to do with herself. Nothing sounded fun, and she didn't know anyone that she could hang out with. She was isolated, high on the top of one of the most expensive apartment building in Jump City. Flopping on the bed, River sank into the covers, still holding on to her Fushigi ball. She closed her eyes, and slowly, ever to slowly, drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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