Name: Baby
Nicknames/Alias: Babe, Brat, Shorty
Age: 15 years old
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Date/Place of Birth: Born March 30th
Childhood/Family Life: Baby’s family followed the usual tradition of Honeybee people, believing greatly in family. Her house was packed with distant relatives or even just family-friends. The occupiers grew to such an extent that extensions on the house were required, making a large run-down farm into a sort of patchwork of different huts.
Most of her relatives are on the less fortunate side, dealing with severe physical mutations or partake in less civilized behavior. Their family members who are not rejects of the archipelago live with her more well-off uncle, the chief of the village, and his family on the other side of the island.
Baby didn’t grow up around the most positive of society, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t grow up in a loving family. Everyone looks past their differences and enjoys each others company. Still, living in a community of degenerates does come with some negatives in the forms of mental and physical scars.
Personality
Positives/Virtues/Skills:
Open-Minded - Although she acts snotty and will stick her nose up as a defense mechanism, Baby is actually really accepting of different kinds of people from all paths, and is completely willing to try new things.
Altruism - Will care for anything, be they animals or people. If someone is in need, whether they are sick or need help to arrange their furniture, Baby will be there at the crack of dawn.
Cleanliness - She strives for it. Staying clean, keeping clean, no matter what it is - she’ll go through hell and back to keep herself neat and presentable.
Determined - When Baby wants to do something, there’s almost nothing capable of stopping her - except maybe herself.
Loving -If Baby loves someone, and they asked her to move the mountains, she’d do it in a heartbeat. Everything she can to please them, whether their expectations dirt-low or high above the clouds, Baby will try with all her might to get it done. She is also very much loves giving and receiving whatever kind of physical affection is offered.
Flaws/Weaknesses:
Addictive - Baby is very easily addictive of things, especially alcohol and other substances. She picks up these habits when she’s in need of a crutch due to times being tough, but when things eventually settle Baby will still be clinging to the bottle.
Anger - Prone to fits of rage. Baby being small means she isn’t much of a threat, however, she still can break things, scream, and throw a mean tantrum.
Envy - Baby wants the best of the best, and when she sees something that she wants but cannot have, it irks her greatly.
Incompetence - Besides being a seamstress, cooking well, and other general house care-taking, Baby really isn’t that good at anything else. Following directions with something she has no experience with will not end well. She cannot even read or write, besides others attempts to teach her.
Description
Build:
Baby is a little person. At 4"5, she can easily be mistaken for a child. She weighs 100 pounds exactly, on-par with children of her height. Her daily tasks are often impeded since everything is designed for regular vikings of average height - them being at least three heads taller than her.
Hair: Dark brown with slight curls, hair length reaches to the back of her knees.
Eye Colour: Dark blue.
Relationships
Parents:
Mern - Baby’s mother. A down to earth but headstrong woman who sticks to her island’s and family traditions, no matter how gross or perverted they’re seen others. Her spunky spirit caught Rocked Tree’s eye the moment he met her.
Rocked Tree - Baby’s father. A very friendly man and large man who loves to make new friends, often impeded by his love of napping. His adoration of his children is easily apparent, but sometimes his efforts to display said love tends to make things go array. Rocked Tree gave up his right to be the chief of Honeybee in order to marry Mern.
Siblings: Nose, Teeth, Foot, Toenail, Armpit, Moose, and Yak
Nose & Armpit - Mern’s eldest sons. Mainly take a back seat to the world around them, sleeping and drinking at the island’s tavern. Fishes for work.
Foot - The quieter son of Mern’s children, preferring to keep to himself. Likes helping around the farm with his father, mostly doing construction work. Born with severe birthmarks on his face.
Teeth - Born intersex, Teeth is more towards the male spectrum, Teeth has a penis and breasts. To a stranger, they can easily mistake him for a girl because of his long black hair and feminine body and face. Teeth will often lash out at people who mistake him for a chick. He has become more defensive over the years, and his only friend who can put up with his misery is his older brother, Toenail. The two brothers are inseparable.
Toenail - Arms like tree trunks, Toenail is built as physically fierce as a warrior could be. Except, he isn’t a warrior, he’s a kind-hearted man who does everything he can to make someone happy, and constantly tries to stay out of the use of violence. Of course, sometimes violence in the Viking world is necessary, and when it is, you better run. As the third oldest, you could often find him taking care of her younger siblings while his parents are busy. Due to his caring of them, he is rather close to Baby, Yak, Moose, and especially Teeth. It is extremely uncommon to find Teeth without Toenail by his side.
Yak & Moose - Twins, conjoined at the back. Both are smart but extremely lazy, cynical, and crass to people. Both have a massive desire to get with and marry a woman, something that is extremely difficult to achieve thanks to their physical predicament. Easiest way to tell whose who is Moose’s consistent blue eyes while Yak has a brown and blue one.
[Name] Tick & Drool
[Class] Stoker Class & Mystery Class
[Species] Terrible Terror & Flightmare
[Temperment]
Tick is temperamental and 100% loyal to Baby. He's often known to get into trouble too big for his britches just to protect his friend.
Drool is fairly passive, often retreating to the island's swamps until called for by Baby. He does try to keep Tick in line, making sure the Terror doesn't get himself killed.
[Backstory]
Tick flew in through Baby's window during the night, hurting his wing, rendering him unable to fly. With the help of Baby and her mother, his wing managed to heal.
Drool was resting in the swamp by Baby's house for a few days. Baby found the dragon to be beautiful, and kept throwing treats into the pond for him. Drool decided to stick around.