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Boregol

Boregol (Beau)

Name Boregol
Status
Active
Occupation
Beggar and "Artist"
Age
11 or 12
Race
Man
Residence
The Beggar's Alley although sometimes she'll stay at a friend's house
Kinship
Outward Appearance

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Beau, despite the wide grin perpetually on her face, is a poor sight to see.  The little girl who stands no taller than 4'5" due to her stunted growth from malnutrition seems to have a permanent coating of mud and grime on what would otherwise be pale skin.  Upon touching her skin, one would find the texture isn't soft but instead very rough with little cuts from sleeping on the cobblestone in Beggar's Alley her entire life.  This all makes her look a lot tanner than she really is. Her cheeks that would normally be puffy for her age look almost gaunt with little freckles sticking through the mud coating. Often times she likes to either suck her cheeks in or puff them out to hide the fact her face is unnaturally narrow.  However, despite the mud and grime coating her cheeks, there still seems to be a faint hue of pink. If she was to be bathed she'd probably would have roses colored cheeks.  Her eyes would circle down her cheeks as they seem abnormally large for her little face and her rounded nose is often scrunched up with her smile.

Her frame is abnormally tiny even with her stunted height. If she lifted her shirt, one would be able to clearly make out the shapes of her ribs. Hugging this girl isn't always the most comfortable due to her lack of muscle and fat.  Most of the attire that class her figure would be much to large for her. Her once lavender colored skirt and shirt are now a muddy brown and only held into place by an old rope used on a horse farm that Beau's mom gave her. Her hair on her head would be cut short due to her mom refusing to let Beau grow her hair out. Often times she has an old farmer's hat that is falling apart currently sat to hide the scruffy, matted locks on top of her head. The only nice article of clothes she owns are a newer pair of boots that seem to fit her almost perfectly. Although inside these boots is always some coin or crumbs of food or little whatevers Beau decides she likes.  

 

Background

Beau ducked her head under her hands as she heard shouting outside her tent.  Her mothers voice came out more like a teary shriek and her father's a deep rumble.  This was a commonality in her life, and Beau knew to hide her head when it happened.  Her mother always told her to cover her ears because she was too young to understand they were fighting about.  However, despite her hands over her ears, she could still hear the loud slapping noise and the thud of her mom falling to the ground.  Her father ran and her mom crawled into their tent with her hand over her cheek.  That was the last time Beau's father had ever come back to Bree.  

(​Beau's drawing of her parents and her home in the tent)

Beau was eight when her father and mother separated.  Before then her mother was overprotective of Beau and spent all the time she could with Beau.  But when Beau's father left, it was as if her mother left as well.  Beau did not understand fully what her mother did for a job,  but she knew her mother always seemed to have one man or another on her arm. For two years her mother would drag Beau from one house to another every other week.  At first Beau thought it was fun, but that changed after she lived in a specific house.

This house was dirty.  Everything was dirty from the walls to the furniture to the man who her mother was bedding.  Beau sat on the floor because the hard wood was easier to wipe the dirt off while the bed was harder.  That was what Beau was doing actually.  She used the edge of the her short skirt to scrub the dirty wooden floor as she cleared a clean circle around her.  She sat down in the middle of the clean circle with  her legs crossed when the door swung open.  Her mother stumbled in with the dirty man, both laughing and drunk.  Beau perked up as she saw her mom, remembering her mom promised to take Beau to the woods and visit her father.  But instead Beau's mother and the man ignored Beau as they fell on the old dirty bed.  She watched them as they began to undress, but before they continued on any further, Beau stumbled to her feet and ran out the door.  

 

(Beau's drawing of a flower)

After that time, Beau decided she didn't want to leave the alley again to live in another house with her mother.  So instead Beau stayed in their old tent and waited for her mother to come by and check on her.  Nights came and chilled Beau to the bones as hunger set in her stomach.  When she asked her father for help because her mother stopped bringing Beau food, he responded with:

"Beau, ya gotta stay here 'n Bree an' be a big girl.  I ain't gonna be around to help ya, so ya got to look after yerself.  It's time ya learn how ta feed yerself and survive.  Just don' let yer mother die, alright?"

(Beau's drawing of the night sky)

Beau just nodded.  She knew her mother was broken and that is when Beau decided not to let herself be broken too.  She decided she wanted to grow up and be strong so that her mother could rely on her and she wouldn't have to rely on her.  But at the age of twelve, Beau found doing that was very difficult.  And then one day she met a man in the Pony.  He didn't talk ever, but he wasn't rude to Beau.  Upon initial meeting, he seemed to want her to go away as she tried to show off her drawings to him and get him to buy a few.  But as time passed this man, Mr. Lu ([Lucifen]) as she calls him, got to know her and began to care for the little girl.  In absence of Beau's mom, Mr. Lu took Beau in and let her live in his house.

 

Friends
Tannur, Dani (Aldiann), Mr. Lu (Lucifen)
Relatives
Mila (Mom), Beau (Dad), and her uncle she doesn't know
Rivals/Enemies
She doesn't have any specific enemy, although Maudey is often times a sort of rival to her. Especially when it comes to art.
Loves
Smelling flowers, pretty hats, running around, and being treated like an adult
Hates
Mean kids, messy and tangled hair, running into things, and tripping and falling on the ground
Motivation
Her main motivation is survival, but she also wants to be strong so that she can help her mom
Quotes
"Beau, ya gotta stay here 'n Bree an' be a big girl. I ain't gonna be around to help ya, so ya got to look after yerself. It's time ya learn how ta feed yerself and survive. Just don' let yer mother die, alright?" -Beau's father

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