Phoenix Rising
Like the phoenix rising from the ashes.
- Joined
- Sep 25, 2012
- Location
- Ohio/USA
Rebecca Carver had been a black smith's daughter she knew how to fight, could fend for herself. But when both her parents died she was forced to grow up, take care of her father's business. The young blacksmith dreamed of being a pirate she read about them in books, wanted to live on the open seas. Rebecca stood at about 5'6'' 5'7'', weighed around 120-134 she was petite for her age. She didn't dress like most girls her age she preferred to wear pants instead of dresses, she'd never worn a corset in her life. Her hair wasn't a very attractive color it was kind of a dish water blond, she always wore it up in a bun.
Her black pants were tucked into her boots, her shirt was tucked into her pants except it was a very flattering blouse. She was working on a sword for a pirate, hoped he would be by to pick it up soon because she was almost finished with her work. As time went by she started to sweat but she continued to work on the sword because she wanted it to be perfect, she was hoping that she would be able to leave the barn in order to pursue her dream as a pirate.
Her black pants were tucked into her boots, her shirt was tucked into her pants except it was a very flattering blouse. She was working on a sword for a pirate, hoped he would be by to pick it up soon because she was almost finished with her work. As time went by she started to sweat but she continued to work on the sword because she wanted it to be perfect, she was hoping that she would be able to leave the barn in order to pursue her dream as a pirate.