Post by pidge02 on Mar 2, 2013 16:08:45 GMT -6
hadia rifaat
thirty · female · archaeologist · townspeople
personality
positive
negative
- confident
- passionate
- protective
- convicted
- meticulous
negative
- domineering
- overbearing
- possessive
- untruthful
- pedantic
history
born in a town far, far from the sepalum peninsula hadia's childhood she would think as meagre up to a certain point. often, she spent it alone. a little ostracised by the other kids in town. she definitely wouldn't have thought of herself as socially awkward back then. no, exactly the opposite; hadia would have thought herself as smooth. commanding. but those other kids would have called her bossy, spoilt and incredibly bad-tempered. not exactly the best of company she often found herself friendless.
additionally, both her parents spent long periods of time away, travelling into the city day by day for work. as she grew up with a refusal to change her attitude she begged them to move there altogether. the city would be far, far more convenient and hadia felt she'd fit in far, far more there. to her, the city was all about being dominant, about being fast-paced! it was made for her.
time and time again hadia's want was brushed off. while her parents didn't want her to change her attitude at all they felt like they couldn't leave the town. they told her they had history here and enough evidence to show it. her father's family had lived in that house for centuries, they swore. furthermore they had heirlooms to prove it. artefacts that went way back in their family, stored in a spare room of the house that while they barely gave a second glance to (much to hadia's frustration and she pointed out) they treasured and could never think of giving up either the house or the treasure.
hadia didn't give up until she got to her teens, though. she'd tried other methods than convincing too including following, enacting a mass move into the city herself and, at her very worse, attempting to run away. her parents finally becoming exasperated with her tried to find something to get her occupied with. there wasn't much around the town to throw her into. one lady who worked in the library took pity on the family and their shit-starting daughter and tried to get hadia involved in the work there. it was barely a way to keep her contained but a way enough that she'd be busy during the day. busy before she rebelled again, anyway.
yet before that there was one visitor to the library that changed her outlook. a travelling witch stopped by, asking if the town had any books on old settlements in the area. hadia helped half-heartedly but soon she found herself really engaged with the woman who just wanted that book. sure, they managed to got exactly what the witch was looking but that didn't stop her coming by the next day with a request for another book.
from there on, hadia started growing immense admiration for the witch who would stop by the library. eliza was there on a dig, she phrased it. she was looking for some objects in particular and she had been all the years she was alive. despite being almost ageless she said she was forever interested with the time gone by in the years before her, titling herself as an archaeologist. and as eliza stopped visiting by the library soon enough stop hadia working in the library and instead started reading anything to get any semblance of what archaeology was about.
the days that went by she spent visiting the dig site turned into months. hadia ended up with total admiration for eliza alongside a blossoming interest in archaeology and just reading. frankly, she'd never quite seen a reason for books until she realised they had so much in them. admittedly, her wide breadth of reading was half an attempt to impress eliza but the other half was honest-to-the-harvest-goddess intellectual curiosity.
over the years as hadia had become well-read she certainly didn't change her approach to things. she was still as domineering as she was younger. far fewer escape attempts to the city but more overdue book fees. in fact, her want to the city wasn't just some desperate want to have people to fit in with. she wanted a more formal education, a want to learn just as eliza had. especially as the witch's dig was coming to an end - “digs can go on for much longer, but i think i found what i came for, you know,” eliza had confided with her one late night, “i'm just sad i had to leave this town so soon” - hadia had even taken to introducing the other about truths of her family history and the heirlooms up in that spare room of her house her parents were too attached to to leave.
then several months later, when eliza left she took the rifaat's heirlooms with her. to this day hadia knows little of how eliza was able to do it let alone why.
yet at thirty she's not only still interested in archaeology, she's immersed herself in it. having just left a previous dig site and travelled to the sepilum peninsula she describes her stay here as just “research” now. it's not secret she's very keen to expose what history is around the islands!
additionally, both her parents spent long periods of time away, travelling into the city day by day for work. as she grew up with a refusal to change her attitude she begged them to move there altogether. the city would be far, far more convenient and hadia felt she'd fit in far, far more there. to her, the city was all about being dominant, about being fast-paced! it was made for her.
time and time again hadia's want was brushed off. while her parents didn't want her to change her attitude at all they felt like they couldn't leave the town. they told her they had history here and enough evidence to show it. her father's family had lived in that house for centuries, they swore. furthermore they had heirlooms to prove it. artefacts that went way back in their family, stored in a spare room of the house that while they barely gave a second glance to (much to hadia's frustration and she pointed out) they treasured and could never think of giving up either the house or the treasure.
hadia didn't give up until she got to her teens, though. she'd tried other methods than convincing too including following, enacting a mass move into the city herself and, at her very worse, attempting to run away. her parents finally becoming exasperated with her tried to find something to get her occupied with. there wasn't much around the town to throw her into. one lady who worked in the library took pity on the family and their shit-starting daughter and tried to get hadia involved in the work there. it was barely a way to keep her contained but a way enough that she'd be busy during the day. busy before she rebelled again, anyway.
yet before that there was one visitor to the library that changed her outlook. a travelling witch stopped by, asking if the town had any books on old settlements in the area. hadia helped half-heartedly but soon she found herself really engaged with the woman who just wanted that book. sure, they managed to got exactly what the witch was looking but that didn't stop her coming by the next day with a request for another book.
from there on, hadia started growing immense admiration for the witch who would stop by the library. eliza was there on a dig, she phrased it. she was looking for some objects in particular and she had been all the years she was alive. despite being almost ageless she said she was forever interested with the time gone by in the years before her, titling herself as an archaeologist. and as eliza stopped visiting by the library soon enough stop hadia working in the library and instead started reading anything to get any semblance of what archaeology was about.
the days that went by she spent visiting the dig site turned into months. hadia ended up with total admiration for eliza alongside a blossoming interest in archaeology and just reading. frankly, she'd never quite seen a reason for books until she realised they had so much in them. admittedly, her wide breadth of reading was half an attempt to impress eliza but the other half was honest-to-the-harvest-goddess intellectual curiosity.
over the years as hadia had become well-read she certainly didn't change her approach to things. she was still as domineering as she was younger. far fewer escape attempts to the city but more overdue book fees. in fact, her want to the city wasn't just some desperate want to have people to fit in with. she wanted a more formal education, a want to learn just as eliza had. especially as the witch's dig was coming to an end - “digs can go on for much longer, but i think i found what i came for, you know,” eliza had confided with her one late night, “i'm just sad i had to leave this town so soon” - hadia had even taken to introducing the other about truths of her family history and the heirlooms up in that spare room of her house her parents were too attached to to leave.
then several months later, when eliza left she took the rifaat's heirlooms with her. to this day hadia knows little of how eliza was able to do it let alone why.
yet at thirty she's not only still interested in archaeology, she's immersed herself in it. having just left a previous dig site and travelled to the sepilum peninsula she describes her stay here as just “research” now. it's not secret she's very keen to expose what history is around the islands!
skills
- mining: LEVEL ONE
- fishing: LEVEL ONE
etc.
- to anyone on the sepilum peninsula hadia's a witch since, when she gets the natural chance, she'll call herself one. i mean, can anyone prove otherwise?
- currently, hadia stays at the baccar inn.
ooc
name: pidge
other characters: jimmy dunn watt!
face claim: VIRTUE'S LAST REWARD, alice - hadia rifaat
other characters: jimmy dunn watt!
face claim: VIRTUE'S LAST REWARD, alice - hadia rifaat
[b]VIRTUE'S LAST REWARD[/b], alice - [i]hadia rifaat[/i]coded by habbue for this is home
