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− | A heavily scarred mul'neissa woman that works the Alexandrian docks, who tends to speak more with her fists than any words she could write down. She arrived to Alexandria to escape the clutches of Charn, yet keeps finding such atrocities creeping back up on her. Thrust into the adventuring life, she tends to see most with open suspicion lest they are vetted by those she's come to trust. She's busted a slave trade going on and helped return the captured folk back to Alexandria from Charn with her friends. |
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+ | | class="left" | '''Race:''' |
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+ | | Mul'neissa |
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+ | | class="left" | '''Homeland:''' |
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+ | | Charn |
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+ | | class="left" | '''Age:''' |
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+ | | 110 |
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+ | | class="left" | '''Occupation:''' |
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+ | | Seamstress and Sailor |
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+ | | class="left" | '''Class:''' |
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+ | | Monk |
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+ | | class="left" | '''Faith:''' |
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+ | | None. |
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+ | This mul is built lithe yet muscular, body honed to be its own weapon even though she barely comes up to the shoulder on most. |
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+ | Heavy scarring lines every inch of exposed dark colored flesh, that almost a dim grey. Her face shows youth, yet her milky, glowing eyes betray a hard life were herself not evidence enough. Moon colored hair put up in a pony tail makes it easy to see a jagged, gnarly scar that crosses the front of her throat. |
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+ | She normally sports a verdant colored buckle jacket, black pants, and dark blue boots along with a set of wide, silver framed shades. |
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− | As of late, her recent dealings are that of trying to come to terms with her past, understanding the growing strength within her, as well as building relationships that she's lacked for decades. |
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* Dock hand - Aryia tends to work the ships that come to and fro from the ports, having been a sailor after her escape for some time. |
* Dock hand - Aryia tends to work the ships that come to and fro from the ports, having been a sailor after her escape for some time. |
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* Uneducated - Due to a strange upbringing, Aryia does not know most common knowledge of the world, and has a 'try-everything-once' attitude to most things. |
* Uneducated - Due to a strange upbringing, Aryia does not know most common knowledge of the world, and has a 'try-everything-once' attitude to most things. |
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* Runaway - Fleeing from the underbelly of Charn has its own problems that constantly arise. |
* Runaway - Fleeing from the underbelly of Charn has its own problems that constantly arise. |
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* Pugilist - Aryia talks with her fists often, her training consisting of an unorthodox mishmash of various mentors, desperation, and grit. Not quite a proper monk, but close enough to get the gist of it. |
* Pugilist - Aryia talks with her fists often, her training consisting of an unorthodox mishmash of various mentors, desperation, and grit. Not quite a proper monk, but close enough to get the gist of it. |
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+ | * '''Docck Hand:''' Aryia tends to work the ships that come to and fro from the ports, having been a sailor after her escape for some time. |
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+ | * '''Runaway:''' Fleeing from the underbelly of Charn has its own problems that constantly arise. |
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+ | * '''Pugilist:''' Aryia talks with her fists often, her training consisting of an unorthodox mishmash of various mentors, desperation, and grit. Not quite a proper monk, but close enough to get the gist of it. |
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+ | * '''Seamstress:''' From jackets to cloaks, to wedding dresses and suits, if one needs clothes, she can make it, and make it well. Just... don't get her for a last minute formal wear. |
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+ | ''"Faith? I don't need it. I can, and will, punch my way through a f***ing mountain if I have to on my own."'' |
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Revision as of 04:23, 5 March 2023
Aryia
Physical Description
Character image goes here if you have one. Leave blank if you don't. | ||
Race: | Mul'neissa | |
Homeland: | Charn | |
Age: | 110 | |
Occupation: | Seamstress and Sailor | |
Class: | Monk | |
Faith: | None. |
This mul is built lithe yet muscular, body honed to be its own weapon even though she barely comes up to the shoulder on most.
Heavy scarring lines every inch of exposed dark colored flesh, that almost a dim grey. Her face shows youth, yet her milky, glowing eyes betray a hard life were herself not evidence enough. Moon colored hair put up in a pony tail makes it easy to see a jagged, gnarly scar that crosses the front of her throat.
She normally sports a verdant colored buckle jacket, black pants, and dark blue boots along with a set of wide, silver framed shades.
Roleplay Hooks
- Dock hand - Aryia tends to work the ships that come to and fro from the ports, having been a sailor after her escape for some time.
- Uneducated - Due to a strange upbringing, Aryia does not know most common knowledge of the world, and has a 'try-everything-once' attitude to most things.
- Runaway - Fleeing from the underbelly of Charn has its own problems that constantly arise.
- Pugilist - Aryia talks with her fists often, her training consisting of an unorthodox mishmash of various mentors, desperation, and grit. Not quite a proper monk, but close enough to get the gist of it.
- Docck Hand: Aryia tends to work the ships that come to and fro from the ports, having been a sailor after her escape for some time.
- Runaway: Fleeing from the underbelly of Charn has its own problems that constantly arise.
- Pugilist: Aryia talks with her fists often, her training consisting of an unorthodox mishmash of various mentors, desperation, and grit. Not quite a proper monk, but close enough to get the gist of it.
- Seamstress: From jackets to cloaks, to wedding dresses and suits, if one needs clothes, she can make it, and make it well. Just... don't get her for a last minute formal wear.
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"Faith? I don't need it. I can, and will, punch my way through a f***ing mountain if I have to on my own."