Miriel
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A meticulous, methodical Shepherd with high standards.
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Gender: Female Birthday: February 12 Nationality: Ylissean Starting Class: Mage
Appearance: Miriel has red short hair, and red eyes, and commonly wears black glasses and a black wizard hat. She frequently wears a white business shirt with dark gray sleeves, and silver wrist guards underneath a black and dark lilac short sleeved wizard robe, camouflage green pants, and brown laceless leather boots, and the sleeves clashing with yellow at the ends.
Personality: Miriel is a perfectionist who cannot stand having even a single book out of place. She is especially harsh when berating anyone who behaves thoughtlessly. An embodiment of efficiency, Miriel keeps track of everything in the army, making sure everything is up to code. In fact, she is efficient enough to keep her own possessions in order, even though she has the most possessions out of everyone in the army. More so, Miriel is an intellectual with a vast, eloquent vocabulary which leaves most of the Shepherds, more often than not, confused or even annoyed. Her pursuit of knowledge causes her to throw herself deep into research and observation until she has completely understood whatever it is she is trying to learn. Though most of her partners cannot comprehend her vocabulary at times, Miriel provides astute observations and mechanical guile when instructing her allies on how to improve themselves. For all her intellect, Miriel seems to be lacking when it comes to common sense or any social skills. She will also do outlandish, if not dangerous, things in her pursuit of knowledge.
Extra: If she were to be married, Miriel would admit her affections in a scientific and clinical manner, usually saying that she had "developed feelings" for them at best. Still Miriel becomes a loving wife and fully supports her husband. This would also apply to love confessions.
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Miriel was huddled up in her tent, jotting down notes about the new scientific find she recently discovered. She was way too obsessed into her research; it took someone nudging her shoulder to bring her back to reality.
"Oh. Pardon me. Was I getting too focused into my research?"
She straightens her shirt's collar, before picking up her feather pen and red journal, exiting her tent.
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