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Tall and slender in form with traces of elegance in her movements, Aniur displays some of the finer features common among the people of Bith. High cheek bones and a slender nose grace her heart shaped face. Straight, blond hair that hangs down to about the middle of her back tends to be wound tight into bun fixed with a thin blue ribbon, while bangs frame her delicate face. Her skin is white, almost a cream colored. During the spring and summer months it is lightly tanned due to long days of outdoor training.

From a distance she looks rather unassuming. In fact its rather easy to lose her in a crowd if one does not pay attention. Upon closer examination though, deep blue eyes penetrate and pick apart at every detail of her surroundings. This tends to be intrusive to some, a curious manner to others or to the male who doesn't expect such brashness from a female, threatening even. It is all done out of a necessity for a strict awareness of her environment as required by her position.

Her clothing is simple, but varies depending on her situation. While traveling, when there is risk of being attacked by any number of things, she wears several different layers. The first is a plain white dress made of heavy cotton with a plain eyelet lace that runs along the hem. Next is a thicker dress made of a strong blue muslin. It ties at the torso allowing the white dress to peak through the opening down the front center. Armor covers her torso, hands and appears as a scale half skirt across the back and sides of her dress. She carries with her no shield, but instead something akin to a broad sword. The hilt marked with the crest of her family. When in a non combat area where she can relax, Aniur tends to shed the heavy armor and muslin in favor of a light blue sun dress and white satin slippers. This is only on special occasions though. Great care is taken to see that the dress and slippers survive for a long time. They mean much to her, give they are her only reminder of home as she travels.

-A child of Bith-

Bith is a mid sized island located far north of the mainland continents. Generally it is considered an easy island to leave from, but less so to arrive at. This is due to the cool marine climate causing thick fog that envelops the small parcel of land daily. Jagged rocks also surround Bith creating its fair share of wrecks and lost crews. Only the most adept of sailors, mostly island born, can navigate the treacherous waters encompassing the northern isle. For this reason, many people leave Bith to either start new lives in other lands or to experience the outside world, but there is little external influences upon the people or land besides those that are brought back with native born.

Approximately three hundred forty-five in length by sixty three miles wide, the island consists of a highlands in the upper right hand corner of the isle. This is the location of the main city Baile-Mòr, the main nexus of commerce and socialization in Bith. Lowlands buffer the highlands to the right and flank a substantial mountain range to the left that runs the width of the island. Across the mountains lies a valley. The Glion Valley is home to all farms and the town of Balley Margee, the market town. This is due to the very fertile land. Oddly, strawberries don't seem to grow well and are instead grown in small crops on one of the smaller islands.

The land is ruled over by ten gods and goddess of the chaos and lawful families. From the highlands to the valley, these deities rule in a variety of fashions, depending on their own personal likes and dislikes. Aniur comes from a long line of paladins in service to Rem and Ceras, the twin goddess of neutrality. Like her father before her, she does her best in order to maintain the balance, whether it be by halting someone who is harassing those weaker than them or by stopping corrupt individuals who hide behind the law to do their work. She working towards a rank high enough to take part in her Goddess' mission. Lawfulness and chaos not either evil nor good by definition sometimes require a helping hand for their cause. The Goddess' servants are this hand.

As a young child, she watched her father fight for their faith in the name of the Goddesses to restore balance to the land. Her favorite childhood moments centered around the return of her father from weeks on patrol. He would take the children aside and regale them with stories of the road. Through those stories she gained a sense of pride and knew then she would grow up to follow in his footsteps. Her older brother had already started by that time, taking up sword fighting lessons. The younger siblings, a sister and two other brothers ended up looking towards other things. In general, her childhood was to be considered a happy one. Her family lived near the cliffs to the south of the highlands, so her days were filled with fields of sweet grass and sea breezes. After she reached the age of 14, she left her home to a dorm in Baile-Mòr, where the isle's swordsmen school was located. While she wasn't at the top of her class, she ranked within the top ten percent. Now as an adult she carried those cherished memories with her, thinking of them every time she was apart from her family. She did not know if she would ever have her own family like that, but the possibility crossed her mind from time to time.

This leads us to present time. Currently she is a paladin in training, not quite up to the standards of her charges. As soon as she reaches this goal though, she will be blessed with the gift of healing others as well as herself. Her social life is minimal at most times due to the time she spends on training. While she makes friends where ever she goes, these relationships are usually strained in some way or another. If only due to the fact she is her father's daughter. Her sense of self and who others are is black and white and this is very plain to see.