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Physical Description:

She has agile, slender fingers, perfect for her craft. On the small of her back are a few faint scars coming from a 'lesson' she was taught by her father after breaking one of the delicately crafted vases in their home.

She prefers to keep covered up under clothes, being drilled from an early age that proper women didn't show more skin then absolutely necessary. Her clothes are very unlike what she creates in her craft: plain, no fancy embroidery and nothing else to draw attention to her.

 

Personality:

Akemy is used to sticking to the background and hates being placed in the middle of other people disliking their attention.

The young woman has a distinct fear of failure, whether in personal, professional or romantic life. This has prompted her to stick to what she knows, accept the fact that her parents had sought her a husband and be a good girl.

This changed when she met a girl her own age, who told her that she shouldn't settle for what her parents wanted, told her stories of freedom, of the protection a Weyr would grant her. Akemy became enchanted with the thought, and decided, on the spur of the moment to take off, leave for places unknown at the age of 16.

Breaking free from her father's strict hold on her life brought forth a great change. She learned a craft, which she quickly progressed in, thanks to her eye for details, learned to love, lost and faced hardships. Even though she's still shy and believes herself a failure, a strong woman lies underneath, waiting for someone to help her break out of her cocoon.

An accident, killing her husband and her unborn child when she was 20, during a horrid storm, left her with a deep phobia of storms, especially lightning.

 

History:

Scared as she was to displease her father even more, she tried to stay out of sight, growing into a shy, young girl with nearly no confidence. It was only pure luck she befriended a new girl at the Cothold, who told her of her adventures and ultimately helped her escape with a trader Caravan when Akemy was 16.

There, she met a man who was quite insistent that she was not worthless, and began teaching her his Craft, he was a Weaver. The man, going by the name Dastin, after two Turns, began to realise he was falling for the young woman, and eventually confessed his feelings, shocking Akemy, but ultimately resulting in a happy handfasting when Akmey was 19. About half a Turn later, they found out that she was pregnant.

Unfortunately, the couple didn't remain happy for very long. Akemy was about three months along when they were travelling to another Hold, when a storm hit them. The runners bucked, going wild with the lightning, the path was slippery and an accident unavoidable. That night, Dastin died, their cart flipping over, the man broke his neck and died instantly, Akemy herself survived, but their unborn child did not, and in the deep storm, she suffered a miscarriage, once again affirming how worthless she was: she couldn't even protect her child when it was still in the womb.

Deeply shocked by the events, Akemy retreated back into herself, undoing all the changes Dastin's love invoked, once again turning into the shy, fearful, low on confidence girl. She tried to keep up with the Caravan's way of life, but it was proven that she could not, and after discussing it with the friends she still had, it was decided best if she went to Brondir, and be under its protection.
 

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