Mevo Valarney
A handful of coins today, a mountain of them tomorrow.
Social Rank: 8
Concept: Ambitious Apothecary
Fealty:
Grayson
Family:
Valarney
Gender: female
Marital Status: married
Age: 26
Birthday: 5/23
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Apothecary
Height: average height
Hair Color: chestnut
Eye Color: pale blue
Skintone: light
Description: The woman is on the short side, standing just above five feet tall. Her dark brown hair is tied in a low bun, and her bangs kept away from her eyes. Her blue eyes are of a light shade, and directly below them are a bridge of light freckles, that travel across her nose bridge to both cheeks. Her hands are often times dusted in some powder, and she commonly smells of an array of herbs.
Personality: The woman seems to have a odd mixture of awkwardness, eagerness, and professionalism. While on one hand she seemingly has difficulty with most personal interactions, and on the other she is able to quickly rattle off details about an array of herbs and products with enthusiasm that suggests she believes they're worth their weight in gold, and then some.
Background: Mevo was raised as the younger sister to her brother Gil, who were both raised by parents whose tended the lands of a lord. Due to their situation, the family found themselves sustained on a lifestyle of tattered clothing and meager food. Her brother aided their father quite often, while Mevo kept to their small hut and helped her mother. As well, because of their lack of real income, Mevo found herself both without any real education or social understanding. For quite some time, her life was uneventful save for the occasional well-off traveler passing by, who by simply being there would cause the siblings to wish for the same level of grandeur compared to themselves. Around the age of nineteen though, the household was noticed by a man of advanced years who seemed to take a keen interest in Mevo. While initial worries were raised, the man had assured the household that he was a former merchant, specially of potions and other similar bottled items. The man had taken an interest in numerous students throughout the years and wished to take Mevo along with him. When questioned on why simply Mevo and not Gil, the reason was simply that Gil was too old to learn what needed to be taught, and be able to apply them to the degree the older man wished. Upon the acceptance that things would be easier for the family (if only slightly) with one less mouth to feed, the old man's offer was accepted. The family was able to lavish Mevo in their luxuries, such as a bath and a better meal as a parting farewell, and soon watched as Mevo was taken off by the merchant. Mevo soon learned that she would not be learning directly from the merchant, but instead a student of his who recently was released under his direct guidance, but still remained with his more senior students. Over the years, Mevo found herself forced to adapt to not only a strange environment, but a whole new lifestyle while at the same time having to undertake the challenge of becoming educated. At the same time though, she found herself closer to the degree of grandeur that she and her brother once dreamed of, due to constantly seeing the old man passing the students in a show of wealth. Mevo was constantly reminded by fellow students though, that this wealth had taken the man many years to achieve and (according to them) a unobtainable goal for someone who got in the practice as late as she did. The words of discouragement seemingly discourage Mevo who simply was engrossed by the possibility of a dream. Of course, this life didn't come free and Mevo was instructed in numerous methods of creating the "perfect" perfume or similar item. She was drilled on ways to interact with customers, and the general populace of the city as well. By the age of twenty-five, Mevo considered herself to be capable as an apothecary, a belief which was also held by her mentor. Mevo was considered to have graduated from the teaching of her mentor, and was given a small kit of items that both her mentor and the old man assured her would be more than enough to start her own practice. In good graces, Mevo left their company and found herself traveling city to city, acting most times as a last ditch result for those who weren't able to find an apothecary who resided in their city. Even though this lifestyle was better than her childhood, it still wasn't getting her the wealth she desired. Realizing that her best chance was Arx, she decided to head to the capital city to try and showcase her skills there.
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