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Ellen "Ellie" Leone
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Name: Ellen “Ellie” Leone
Age: 25
Race: Anaxi Galdor
Gender: Female
Place of Origin: Bodecca neighborhood of Brunnhold, Anaxas
Occupation: Coffee shop barista
Bio: Ellen “Ellie” Shavonne Leone was born in Brunnhold to Professor John Leone and his wife Shavonne Leone. John taught ecology while Shavonne was a career botanist, and her (rather) older sister Joleen lived with them. Ellie grew up a very traditional Brunnhold life. She had a handful of good, close friends, and a myriad of acquaintances, leading to a fulfilling social life. She completed her studies on time, with her scores average for the daughter of a professor. She grew up steeped in flora, and, like her parents, pursued a career in botany and scholarship. She was only two years from completing her higher learning degree to become a professor of botany when the riots began.
Her parents, being both reasonably wealthy and more than a little skittish, read the writing on the wall and got out of Anaxas fairly early. Naturally, with all that was going on and trusting her parents judgment, Ellie went with them. Their household packed up and fled, only to be met with their own troubles.
Overnight, it seemed, prices tripled, quadrupled for passage to Mugroba. Housing in Thul Ka’s Little Anaxas was hard to find and steeply priced for what it was, but cheaper than other areas of town without moving to The Gripe or Carptown, and had the benefit of familiarity. It didn’t look like Brunnhold (or much else in Anaxas), but it was closer to it than the rest of Thul Ka, and they were more closely surrounded by their familiar, pale-skinned kin.
Although Ellie was not subjected to any great tragedy along the way (she had heard tales of bandits posing as help for those in exodus, galdori being sold into slavery, and far, far worse), her worldview was shattered in a few short weeks of travel. She had seen galdori, the most noble of races according to everything she understood, lie and cheat while wicks and humans provided food to those without coin, showed kindness to those who were different, and even to those who mistreated them in the first place. Seeing the wicks firsthand, acting as families and friends and not as merchants and entertainers, almost baffled her. Walking alongside humans and finding herself looking up to them (in a metaphorical sense as well as literal) threw her old perspective out the window.
Even so, nearly two months after moving to their new home, they entered their flat from a grocery run and job hunt (for even as early as they reached Thul Ka, there were scores more Anaxi coming to the city needing work just as badly) to find that they had been robbed, Ellie’s elderly Aunt Joleen a little battered and badly shaken. She refused to speak of what had happened, and Ellie worried from her mutterings that their very neighbors, fellow Anaxi galdori, had done the deed. Her mother retreated into the home to care for her sister and to get away from the world outside.
Now, with the savings they had been living off gone, her father swallowed his pride and took work mopping floors and bussing tables in a restaurant. Ellie, being young and without experience, had to search further for work. She expanded her search and went to somewhat familiar grounds: Deja Point. She sought solace in the familiarity of academia, and found work in a coffee shop. It wasn’t botany, it wasn’t education, but it was work in a world that felt like home. Hearing students’ and teachers’ conversations as they floated through the shop helped her feel more at home than even the faces and family in Little Anaxas.
Personality: Ellie has a hard time not looking down her nose at the humans, wicks, and Imbali that make up the majority of Thul Ka, despite her experiences during her family’s escape from Brunnhold: it’s hard to shake a quarter-century of ingrained experience. Despite this, she makes the effort to be more understanding (or at least not to let her old prejudices show) in order not to attract the wrong attention. She’s wise to her change in status.
Even so, some part of her doesn’t understand how the city has been able to function like it has, without galdori control over all facets of government and administration, but part of her is fascinated that it has.
The rigors of academia have rendered Ellie into a dedicated, hard worker whose biggest issue on the job is daydreaming or getting lost in thought. Because of her background in botany, Ellie learned and can now tell you everything about the coffee she serves: where it came from, how it grew, how last season’s climate will affect this batch of beans’ flavor, etc.
Though she never touched the stuff before her flight from Anaxas, she now wonders how she ever got by without it, and considers it as important as her very lifeblood.
Goals: Ellie longs for the day she can complete her higher degree and re-enter academia as an esteemed professor. She misses the feeling of stature she had in Brunnhold as much as anything else. She also longs for a meal that doesn’t burn her mouth with spice. Her meager earnings go into the family pot, but she hopes she (and they) can come to afford for her to be independent and move out someday. To know for sure who robbed them and give herself (and her family) some peace of mind. She wants to make a friend or two in this new place.
Physical: Ellie is a shortie, even by galdori standards. Standing a mere 4’11” (though she’ll claim 5’ even), Ellie “looks up” to most of the world. She is trim and pale, with black hair and grey eyes. Her face is angular, even sharp, and her hairline comes down in a widow’s peak; her mouth is small and pouty, giving her an unfortunate “bitchy resting face.” Ellie hasn’t been able to give up all her modest sensibilities to the Mugrobi heat, and often pairs a thin shirt under her Mugrobi dresses in order to keep her arms covered, but has otherwise embraced the fabrics and fashions of Thul Ka-- insofar as her family’s purse can afford it.
Name: Ellen “Ellie” Leone
Age: 25
Race: Anaxi Galdor
Gender: Female
Place of Origin: Bodecca neighborhood of Brunnhold, Anaxas
Occupation: Coffee shop barista
Bio: Ellen “Ellie” Shavonne Leone was born in Brunnhold to Professor John Leone and his wife Shavonne Leone. John taught ecology while Shavonne was a career botanist, and her (rather) older sister Joleen lived with them. Ellie grew up a very traditional Brunnhold life. She had a handful of good, close friends, and a myriad of acquaintances, leading to a fulfilling social life. She completed her studies on time, with her scores average for the daughter of a professor. She grew up steeped in flora, and, like her parents, pursued a career in botany and scholarship. She was only two years from completing her higher learning degree to become a professor of botany when the riots began.
Her parents, being both reasonably wealthy and more than a little skittish, read the writing on the wall and got out of Anaxas fairly early. Naturally, with all that was going on and trusting her parents judgment, Ellie went with them. Their household packed up and fled, only to be met with their own troubles.
Overnight, it seemed, prices tripled, quadrupled for passage to Mugroba. Housing in Thul Ka’s Little Anaxas was hard to find and steeply priced for what it was, but cheaper than other areas of town without moving to The Gripe or Carptown, and had the benefit of familiarity. It didn’t look like Brunnhold (or much else in Anaxas), but it was closer to it than the rest of Thul Ka, and they were more closely surrounded by their familiar, pale-skinned kin.
Although Ellie was not subjected to any great tragedy along the way (she had heard tales of bandits posing as help for those in exodus, galdori being sold into slavery, and far, far worse), her worldview was shattered in a few short weeks of travel. She had seen galdori, the most noble of races according to everything she understood, lie and cheat while wicks and humans provided food to those without coin, showed kindness to those who were different, and even to those who mistreated them in the first place. Seeing the wicks firsthand, acting as families and friends and not as merchants and entertainers, almost baffled her. Walking alongside humans and finding herself looking up to them (in a metaphorical sense as well as literal) threw her old perspective out the window.
Even so, nearly two months after moving to their new home, they entered their flat from a grocery run and job hunt (for even as early as they reached Thul Ka, there were scores more Anaxi coming to the city needing work just as badly) to find that they had been robbed, Ellie’s elderly Aunt Joleen a little battered and badly shaken. She refused to speak of what had happened, and Ellie worried from her mutterings that their very neighbors, fellow Anaxi galdori, had done the deed. Her mother retreated into the home to care for her sister and to get away from the world outside.
Now, with the savings they had been living off gone, her father swallowed his pride and took work mopping floors and bussing tables in a restaurant. Ellie, being young and without experience, had to search further for work. She expanded her search and went to somewhat familiar grounds: Deja Point. She sought solace in the familiarity of academia, and found work in a coffee shop. It wasn’t botany, it wasn’t education, but it was work in a world that felt like home. Hearing students’ and teachers’ conversations as they floated through the shop helped her feel more at home than even the faces and family in Little Anaxas.
Personality: Ellie has a hard time not looking down her nose at the humans, wicks, and Imbali that make up the majority of Thul Ka, despite her experiences during her family’s escape from Brunnhold: it’s hard to shake a quarter-century of ingrained experience. Despite this, she makes the effort to be more understanding (or at least not to let her old prejudices show) in order not to attract the wrong attention. She’s wise to her change in status.
Even so, some part of her doesn’t understand how the city has been able to function like it has, without galdori control over all facets of government and administration, but part of her is fascinated that it has.
The rigors of academia have rendered Ellie into a dedicated, hard worker whose biggest issue on the job is daydreaming or getting lost in thought. Because of her background in botany, Ellie learned and can now tell you everything about the coffee she serves: where it came from, how it grew, how last season’s climate will affect this batch of beans’ flavor, etc.
Though she never touched the stuff before her flight from Anaxas, she now wonders how she ever got by without it, and considers it as important as her very lifeblood.
Goals: Ellie longs for the day she can complete her higher degree and re-enter academia as an esteemed professor. She misses the feeling of stature she had in Brunnhold as much as anything else. She also longs for a meal that doesn’t burn her mouth with spice. Her meager earnings go into the family pot, but she hopes she (and they) can come to afford for her to be independent and move out someday. To know for sure who robbed them and give herself (and her family) some peace of mind. She wants to make a friend or two in this new place.
Physical: Ellie is a shortie, even by galdori standards. Standing a mere 4’11” (though she’ll claim 5’ even), Ellie “looks up” to most of the world. She is trim and pale, with black hair and grey eyes. Her face is angular, even sharp, and her hairline comes down in a widow’s peak; her mouth is small and pouty, giving her an unfortunate “bitchy resting face.” Ellie hasn’t been able to give up all her modest sensibilities to the Mugrobi heat, and often pairs a thin shirt under her Mugrobi dresses in order to keep her arms covered, but has otherwise embraced the fabrics and fashions of Thul Ka-- insofar as her family’s purse can afford it.
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