Post by llama on Jan 28, 2017 18:29:34 GMT -4
Name: Avery Jones (Nickname can be Ava)
Age: 31
Appearance: Avery is a female who stands at 5'1 and weighs 170 pounds. She is pretty skinny and pale due to not going outside too much. Has light teal hair that goes down to her lower back and grey colored eyes. She never wears any shoes, and is usually seen in a purple robe with a hood on it. (http://puu.sh/tByUe/99ef4fed1a.jpg)
Skills (magic, swordplay, intelligent, etc.): Specializes mainly in Tenvitae magic, dabbles in illusion magic if necessary.
Weaknesses (two will do): Combat wise, she cannot wield any weapons. She cannot defend herself if she needed to, because again she is not fit to fight. She will however try her hardest to use her magic to her advantage.
Bio (can be short): Ava is a witch that has studied dark arts ever since her teenage years. Her parents, while loving and caring, never approved of the things she studied and did. Ava then decided to simply move away from her home and pursue her career in the dark arts. She found a mentor that was willing to train her, and she has now become a sly and cunning witch. She has a small shack in the outskirts of Nillan in which people may come with their deepest desires, and she can grant them for a “small price”. She tries not to go out too often, and she has an assistant named Lola that will do most of the chores and duties around or outside the shack. While she may be a little tricky or sneaky, she can be nice when she wants to be.
Religious affiliation: Absolutely despises Yulesia. She does believe in Axyagi, God of Lies and Evil Intentions.
Preferred starting nation (can go as far to include region/city if you'd like): Nillan
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Name: Lola Hart
Age: 14
Appearance: Lola is a small child that stands at 4’11 and weighs 97 pounds. She has brown hair that goes down to her shoulders, and has sky blue eyes. She usually wears a purple robe that was hand knitted by her mentor Ava. She cherishes it and refuses to change out of it unless necessary.
Skills (magic, swordplay, intelligent, etc.): Can use basic water magic, going to school to study it.
Weaknesses (two will do): Unlike Ava, Lola can use her magic to defend herself. However, she has never been in a situation in where she needs to use it for defense, so she is not prepared to fight. She is also obviously, a child.
Bio (can be short): Lola loves to use magic! When her mother was alive, she would do all kinds of things with her water magic to make her happy and hopefully make her feel better. After her mother died of sickness, she was left alone with her father, both of them being completely depressed. She then heard of a witch that could grant her deepest desires in the outskirts of Nillan. Once she visited, the witch looked shocked to see a child requesting her help.
Ava, taking pity on the little girl, used her illusion magic to create an illusion of her mother to say goodbye to her daughter one last time. In exchange for doing this, Ava requested that the little girl would work under her wing as her assistant until the day she dies, and Lola gladly accepted the offer. Ever since then, Ava has been like a second mother to Lola. Of course her father doesn’t know that she’s working for a witch, but she’s planning on telling him when he’s ready. Lola still attends school to perfect her water magic, and will afterschool go to Ava to assist her.
Religious affiliation: Believes in Yulesia.
Preferred starting nation (can go as far to include region/city if you'd like): Nillan
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Here's to the year 1575, one ripe with profit from the unfortunate. You have been able to profit quite well so far, taking on a series of minor clients who ask you for rather mundane tasks in exchange for some coin and, if need be, a favor. A boy that wanted to become more alluring for an apprenticeship at an air tower, a merchant who wanted to be able to pick up on social ques easier, and a tavern owner who wanted his wife to fall ill so he could 'cure' it in the form of you gradually relieving the sickness. All of them expect you to eventually call back upon them, and all of them dread that day.
You are set up in a somewhat swampy area a few miles south of Nillan, at the end of a dirt road that branches off of the primary merchant's road. Here is where you have set up; you occasionally fondly refer to it as 'the Hub', a place where you can use your magic without the gawking of city goers or the judgement of the city's nobles. Speaking of nobles, you don't have any that you have done favors for.. not yet.
In front of you is the minor noble Gretle Vicara, an obese orc with fancy clothing and more chins than you can count. On his lap is a box, a sealed one, that utters the odor of death. He had sent a messenger that Lola had intercepted and reported to you which resulted in a meeting being schedule. That meeting is now.
Gretle, with his beady black eyes and buttoned vest that seems ready to burst open with fat, looks to you with a quivering lip. Fear seems to leak off of him. Good.
"M-miss.." He begins, "I heard that you are someone who can help with...." a gulp, "nontraditional requests."
Age: 31
Appearance: Avery is a female who stands at 5'1 and weighs 170 pounds. She is pretty skinny and pale due to not going outside too much. Has light teal hair that goes down to her lower back and grey colored eyes. She never wears any shoes, and is usually seen in a purple robe with a hood on it. (http://puu.sh/tByUe/99ef4fed1a.jpg)
Skills (magic, swordplay, intelligent, etc.): Specializes mainly in Tenvitae magic, dabbles in illusion magic if necessary.
Weaknesses (two will do): Combat wise, she cannot wield any weapons. She cannot defend herself if she needed to, because again she is not fit to fight. She will however try her hardest to use her magic to her advantage.
Bio (can be short): Ava is a witch that has studied dark arts ever since her teenage years. Her parents, while loving and caring, never approved of the things she studied and did. Ava then decided to simply move away from her home and pursue her career in the dark arts. She found a mentor that was willing to train her, and she has now become a sly and cunning witch. She has a small shack in the outskirts of Nillan in which people may come with their deepest desires, and she can grant them for a “small price”. She tries not to go out too often, and she has an assistant named Lola that will do most of the chores and duties around or outside the shack. While she may be a little tricky or sneaky, she can be nice when she wants to be.
Religious affiliation: Absolutely despises Yulesia. She does believe in Axyagi, God of Lies and Evil Intentions.
Preferred starting nation (can go as far to include region/city if you'd like): Nillan
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Name: Lola Hart
Age: 14
Appearance: Lola is a small child that stands at 4’11 and weighs 97 pounds. She has brown hair that goes down to her shoulders, and has sky blue eyes. She usually wears a purple robe that was hand knitted by her mentor Ava. She cherishes it and refuses to change out of it unless necessary.
Skills (magic, swordplay, intelligent, etc.): Can use basic water magic, going to school to study it.
Weaknesses (two will do): Unlike Ava, Lola can use her magic to defend herself. However, she has never been in a situation in where she needs to use it for defense, so she is not prepared to fight. She is also obviously, a child.
Bio (can be short): Lola loves to use magic! When her mother was alive, she would do all kinds of things with her water magic to make her happy and hopefully make her feel better. After her mother died of sickness, she was left alone with her father, both of them being completely depressed. She then heard of a witch that could grant her deepest desires in the outskirts of Nillan. Once she visited, the witch looked shocked to see a child requesting her help.
Ava, taking pity on the little girl, used her illusion magic to create an illusion of her mother to say goodbye to her daughter one last time. In exchange for doing this, Ava requested that the little girl would work under her wing as her assistant until the day she dies, and Lola gladly accepted the offer. Ever since then, Ava has been like a second mother to Lola. Of course her father doesn’t know that she’s working for a witch, but she’s planning on telling him when he’s ready. Lola still attends school to perfect her water magic, and will afterschool go to Ava to assist her.
Religious affiliation: Believes in Yulesia.
Preferred starting nation (can go as far to include region/city if you'd like): Nillan
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Here's to the year 1575, one ripe with profit from the unfortunate. You have been able to profit quite well so far, taking on a series of minor clients who ask you for rather mundane tasks in exchange for some coin and, if need be, a favor. A boy that wanted to become more alluring for an apprenticeship at an air tower, a merchant who wanted to be able to pick up on social ques easier, and a tavern owner who wanted his wife to fall ill so he could 'cure' it in the form of you gradually relieving the sickness. All of them expect you to eventually call back upon them, and all of them dread that day.
You are set up in a somewhat swampy area a few miles south of Nillan, at the end of a dirt road that branches off of the primary merchant's road. Here is where you have set up; you occasionally fondly refer to it as 'the Hub', a place where you can use your magic without the gawking of city goers or the judgement of the city's nobles. Speaking of nobles, you don't have any that you have done favors for.. not yet.
In front of you is the minor noble Gretle Vicara, an obese orc with fancy clothing and more chins than you can count. On his lap is a box, a sealed one, that utters the odor of death. He had sent a messenger that Lola had intercepted and reported to you which resulted in a meeting being schedule. That meeting is now.
Gretle, with his beady black eyes and buttoned vest that seems ready to burst open with fat, looks to you with a quivering lip. Fear seems to leak off of him. Good.
"M-miss.." He begins, "I heard that you are someone who can help with...." a gulp, "nontraditional requests."
