Full Name: Zaila
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Element: Earth
Birthplace: Ba Sing Se
Position: Urchin
Training: Earthbending (
Beginner), Seismic Sense (
Beginner)
Personality: (70)
Zaila is considered to be an easy-going, fun-loving individual. During his time on the streets, he found that fun and humour were the perfect tools to get him through the grime and dirt of the day, and he has employed them ever since. He can be stubborn at times, but is usually pliable and gives in fairly easily to anybody who may have a greater authority than himself (read: everybody).
Abilities: (94)
The urchin first discovered his Earthbending when he was a young boy. A house collapsed upon the child in the lower ring, and only his Earthbending saved him from being crushed beneath the rock walls that fell upon him. Nonetheless, he was trapped underneath the wreckage for days in the dark, and it was there that he first discovered that he could sense people through the earth. In the years since his experience, he has received no training or experience, having barely even used his bending abilities for fear of punishment from the law.
Appearance:
Height: 5’11”
Weight: 65Kg
Eyes: Grey
Hair: Brown
Skin: Pale
(113)
Zaila usually wears a pale green tunic that he was given for a day’s work in the lower ring, as well as an old pair of leather boots that he found on the street. Underneath his tunic we wears a black sleeveless shirt and a pair of black fingerless gloves.
His body is muscled, but thin – years of manual labour coupled with a lack of food have resulted in his body condition. His hair is short and messy, since he usually cuts it himself when it gets in his way, having never been able to afford a proper haircut. His cold steel eyes are foreboding, but warm quickly when he tells a joke.
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History: (246)
Zaila’s birth is a mystery to everybody, including himself. His first memories are of being on the streets, with no parents of guardians in sight. He roamed the streets and scavenged for food and clothing, being kicked from door to door without any kind of comfort or compassion. One day, when he was nine years old, he was scavenging near to a demolition site, having found a particularly full-looking pile of rubbish. While he was looking, however, the demolition crew destroyed the house and it collapsed on top of him.
The orphan only had times to raise his hands, but apparently it was enough – it created a dome of earth around the boy, preventing him from being crushed but trapping him within his own prison. For hours he yelled, but nobody came – and then, he discovered that he could feel people walking by, could sense what they were doing, and sometimes even what they looked like. When the wreckage was finally cleared, Zaila leapt from his own trap and ran, never looking back at who had saved him.
From that day on, Zaila never wanted to use his bending powers – they reminded him too much of when he was trapped, a memory he never wanted to relive again. He took on various menial labour jobs, earning just enough to keep himself from dying, although he was never well-fed. He went to bed hungry every night, and woke up hungry every morning just in time to work.
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