Name: Fawn Ondo Age: 1029 Hair: Silver grey, just under shoulder length Eyes: Dark gray Skin Tone: Stone Grey Race: Kriatoma /Grayling\ General Description: Slight figured, standing at five foot three height, very dark blue cloak with a deep hood, black scarf to cover her lower face, black gloves, dark blue tunic that is knee length and split to the belt in the front, dark brown loosely fitted pants, knee length brown leather boots, black and silver locket on silver chain covered in runes that matches dagger Skills/Class: Rouge/Herbalist has quite the green thumb, deals with plants easily, because she is so quite and knows how to make herself seem small she is easily overlooked making it easy for her to sneak around, the herby-plantish smell can give her away though, more likely to be a thief than an assassin Items: long thin dagger (black and silver with runes) that she keeps concealed, various pouches containing dried herbs and plants, messenger bag containing her bedroll (money, ect), two lion cubs (a brother and sister, Zion and Zelda) kept back at her shack in the mercenary village, her father's compass, and her mother's locket Backstory: Her father's name is, Gon Ondo, and her mother's is, Duin Ondo. She left home right after the awakening one year ago and she bought the lion cubs from a travelling caravan 7 months prior to this game. She conceals herself and tries to stay off the radar. She is fearful, mistrusting, and flighty, but she is also caring, kind, and somewhat naive. Fawn wanders around getting work where she can, drifting. Every few weeks she goes back to check on her cubs and shack.
(Okay, there they are. Let me know if I need to change anything or whatever. )
*editing*
*lets hope this is really really the last edit...*
*Un-slings backpack* These should cover it. Send the food out with one who can tell me of the latest news from here and abroad. Oh, and one other thing, you shan't need to bother with attending my room. In fact don't go in my room at any time during my stay. *Leaves counter and takes seat at the only empty table*
The innkeeper takes the money. "You'll git yer food." He heads back to the kitchen.
Gartt's lip curls into a snarl, but he manages to rise from the table. He bit out a half civilized remark about "great service" at the inn keepers retreating back, and stomped into the kitchen after him. After rustling up a meal Gartt stalked back out to his table. Gartt sat down and began eating.
The innkeeper takes the money. "You'll git yer food." He heads back to the kitchen.
Gartt's lip curls into a snarl, but he manages to rise from the table. He bit out a half civilized remark about "great service" at the inn keepers retreating back, and stomped into the kitchen after him. After rustling up a meal Gartt stalked back out to his table. Gartt sat down and began eating.
OOC: I was going to have food be brought to him in a little bit, but this works too.
IC: The men at the joined table shout for Gartt to join them. The man sitting alone looks up at Gartt when he hears this, as if noticing the half-elf for the first time, then quickly looks back down at his table.
Gartt's lip curls into a snarl, but he manages to rise from the table. He bit out a half civilized remark about "great service" at the inn keepers retreating back, and stomped into the kitchen after him. After rustling up a meal Gartt stalked back out to his table. Gartt sat down and began eating.
OOC: I was going to have food be brought to him in a little bit, but this works too.
IC: The men at the joined table shout for Gartt to join them. The man sitting alone looks up at Gartt when he hears this, as if noticing the half-elf for the first time, then quickly looks back down at his table.
OOC: Sorry mistook "You will get your food" for "You will get your own food"
IC: Gartt chooses to partially ignore the men in favor of focusing on his first meal in almost 60 hours. He notices the movement from the lone man, and hopes it didn't signify a flicker recognition. "I thought I had been careful and covered my tracks." Gartt pulled his hood and cloak closer about him*
OOC: I see that, I'm glad. : D I guess I'll just start in this chain.
IC: *Tathar enters the dimly lit inn and shakes her wet, muddy cloak off* Innkeeper?
After a few minutes, the innkeeper stomps out of the back, grumbling something about "'Nuth'r 'n." He stops in front of her. "Wha' d' ya want?"
"Good evening to you to sir. I seek a place to stay and I heard this place had…..palatable prices. May I rent a room for two nights? And I would also pay for a dinner in the common room of course."
Appearance: Rugged loner with grey hair and eyes with pale skin.
Clothing: Light leather hood, belted leather trench coat over quality cotton shirt and pants with leather gloves and boots that come up to the knee, along with a fine woollen cloak stowed for cooler weather.
Armour: Tough leather upper torso armour with shoulder pauldrons and vambraces, now plated with fine steel in some areas.
Weapons: Short sword along with twin daggers and a shortbow with a small quiver of arrows.
*Sees everyone's wonderfully detailed bios* I feel like I should add a backstory or something...
OOC: I was going to have food be brought to him in a little bit, but this works too.
IC: The men at the joined table shout for Gartt to join them. The man sitting alone looks up at Gartt when he hears this, as if noticing the half-elf for the first time, then quickly looks back down at his table.
OOC: Sorry mistook "You will get your food" for "You will get your own food"
IC: Gartt chooses to partially ignore the men in favor of focusing on his first meal in almost 60 hours. He notices the movement from the lone man, and hopes it didn't signify a flicker recognition. "I thought I had been careful and covered my tracks." Gartt pulled his hood and cloak closer about him*
OOC: No worries.
IC: As he eats, a young woman enters the inn and begins talking to the innkeeper.
After a few minutes, the innkeeper stomps out of the back, grumbling something about "'Nuth'r 'n." He stops in front of her. "Wha' d' ya want?"
"Good evening to you to sir. I seek a place to stay and I heard this place had…..palatable prices. May I rent a room for two nights? And I would also pay for a dinner in the common room of course."
The innkeeper grunts and tells her the price. "Pay now."
Appearance: Rugged loner with grey hair and eyes with pale skin.
Clothing: Light leather hood, belted leather trench coat over quality cotton shirt and pants with leather gloves and boots that come up to the knee, along with a fine woollen cloak stowed for cooler weather.
Armour: Tough leather upper torso armour with shoulder pauldrons and vambraces, now plated with fine steel in some areas.
Weapons: Short sword along with twin daggers and a shortbow with a small quiver of arrows.
*Sees everyone's wonderfully detailed bios* I feel like I should add a backstory or something...
OOC: It's up to you. I'm really enjoying the detail I'm seeing from the new people.
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