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Ara
When life gives you sentient viscera; make paper weights.
- Ara
I'll Make a Man out of You
Full Name: Ara Luvfist
Birthdate: Unknown
Birthplace: Presumed to be Ostenam
Birthsign: The Fool
Appearance
Age: 20’sHeight: 7’
Weight: 237lbs
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: Dark Brown/Black
Skin: Fair
Handedness: Ambidextrous
Posture: Straight
Hygiene: Varies
Scent: See Above
Physical Description:
Ara stands around 7' tall with tangled, messy, brownish hair and calloused hands. She looks to be in her early twenties, with angular features. Her muscles would easily convince one she was a man if not for her other more obvious features. The first word that seems to come to most is a Wall. Upon her neck is a leather thong bearing fangs and claws of various types. One look and you can guess how she got them, she has many scars most notably three on her left cheek just under her eye. Her eyes are dark brown in color.
Personality: Kind but sometimes overbearing
General Health: Excellent
Profession: Doctor, Skinner, Chef
Faction Affiliation: de Ravin Parish
Languages: Yultish, good grasp of Common
Accent: You decide
Hobbies: Drinking, fighting, administering medical attention to injured, cooking, gambling
Habits: Bag full of booze
Personality Description:
Ara struggles to balance between her training as a soldier and her new life as something more. As such she is kind to those she considers family and finds it difficult to abide standing still during group outings involving combat. She prefers Orders to Options.
History:
After being found by a rivers edge unconscious with no memory of family or heritage she was taken in by the folk residing at the Tills, close to where she was found. They accurately presumed she was a native of the area who'd likely fallen into the river and hit her head trying to swim to shore. She seemed to have retained her skills in tracking and hunting. And thus was further trained in the ways of such. Once she'd matured she was given an opportunity. would she remain to aid in the training of others. Or if she'd rather, seek greater challenges in an area being reclaimed. This was the nice way of telling her she was being sent away. The reality was that she'd become too much to handle after an event that left 3 men dead and 4 injured with multiple broken bones. At some point she had left on what should have been a routine exercise to hunt and scout the area and returned with a wolf in tow. Fearing the wolf was stalking her, the archers of the tills loosed arrows. The wolf was in actuality Ara's pet whom she had been using the outings to raise and hunt with. When the gates opened and the soldiers came rushing out to check on Ara she flew into a rage resulting in the incident.
Strengths: Caring, Dedicated, Intelligent, Strong, Bold
Weaknesses: Fear of rejection, Wary of betrayal, Tends to run into danger
Governing Virtue: Sacrifice
Governing Throne: Wrath