Raena Fletcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 152 
Age: 26
Physical Description: Standing at a height of six feet one inch, Raena Fletcher is a tall, very well-built young woman. Her skin is fairly pale, yet has a slight lively glow, and she has pale blue eyes that speak of a world weariness far beyond her age. Her snow white hair is always cut at about shoulder-length, silky and flowing and always well-kept despite her otherwise Spartan nature. She has full, though never painted lips, hardly ever seeming to turn up in a smile anymore. She has a long, deep scar running up from the bottom of her left jawline to the middle of her left cheek, marring her otherwise unblemished skin. Beneath her right eye, a tattoo in the shape of a fleur de lis has been inked. It looks almost ritual in nature, but its origins are as yet unknown.
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Clothes and Equipment: Over her travels, Raena has collected many pieces of heavy armour from her fallen foes and allies alike, melting it down and reforging it into a suit of plate maille unique to her and incredibly sturdy and heavy. The suit is stained forest green with bronze trim, a design embezzled in bronze on both pauldrons, one of a fleur de lis and the other a diving raven. Her bronze gorget has been shaped into the shape of a skull. In addition, a tattered orange-brown cloak wraps around her figure, obscuring her form in battle as well as adding an element of humility to her otherwise splendid armour. She does not tend to wear a helmet into battle, preferring the widest field of view as she can get.
As for armament, she tends to use a heavy enchanted two-handed flamberge sheathed upon her back as her primary weapon, with a short gladius and buckler as a backup. Finally, she carries a set of throwing knives within her cloak, and she's fairly proficient at aiming with them.
Outside of battle, she tends to wear simple linen clothing, preferring function and comfort over form. She hardly ever wears shoes outside her armour, either, having developed well-callused and strong feet to match her hands as a result.
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 16:22:46 GMT -8
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Post by Raena Fletcher on Sept 8, 2015 19:37:29 GMT -8
Raena has to make an effort to resist the overwhelming urge to flinch away from any physical contact with another person, and it shows on her face. "Yes, cousin. Things have changed. I am sorry for worrying you, but I could not stay," says Raena, her voice softening, but only slightly. "Since we last saw one another, I've become a sellsword and hunter of bounties with the 'Order of the Hammer' mercenary company," she continues, looking back toward her cousin, "and a very good one, if I do say so myself. And yourself?"
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Sept 8, 2015 19:47:52 GMT -8
"Oh, what a coincidence. I'm a bounty hunter too, a freelancer. Although I just got back from leading a military campaign...but I'm back to hunting now. Do you have a contract? I just got one, the slimy son of a bitch is hiding in the sewers...what a pain."
Roxanne is usually not this talkative, but she can't restrain herself. Just seeing Raena is such a shock that it overloads her usually cool personality.
"But what's wrong, Raena? You seem so...quiet. You were never the quiet one. What happened?"
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Raena Fletcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 152
Age: 26
Physical Description: Standing at a height of six feet one inch, Raena Fletcher is a tall, very well-built young woman. Her skin is fairly pale, yet has a slight lively glow, and she has pale blue eyes that speak of a world weariness far beyond her age. Her snow white hair is always cut at about shoulder-length, silky and flowing and always well-kept despite her otherwise Spartan nature. She has full, though never painted lips, hardly ever seeming to turn up in a smile anymore. She has a long, deep scar running up from the bottom of her left jawline to the middle of her left cheek, marring her otherwise unblemished skin. Beneath her right eye, a tattoo in the shape of a fleur de lis has been inked. It looks almost ritual in nature, but its origins are as yet unknown.
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Clothes and Equipment: Over her travels, Raena has collected many pieces of heavy armour from her fallen foes and allies alike, melting it down and reforging it into a suit of plate maille unique to her and incredibly sturdy and heavy. The suit is stained forest green with bronze trim, a design embezzled in bronze on both pauldrons, one of a fleur de lis and the other a diving raven. Her bronze gorget has been shaped into the shape of a skull. In addition, a tattered orange-brown cloak wraps around her figure, obscuring her form in battle as well as adding an element of humility to her otherwise splendid armour. She does not tend to wear a helmet into battle, preferring the widest field of view as she can get.
As for armament, she tends to use a heavy enchanted two-handed flamberge sheathed upon her back as her primary weapon, with a short gladius and buckler as a backup. Finally, she carries a set of throwing knives within her cloak, and she's fairly proficient at aiming with them.
Outside of battle, she tends to wear simple linen clothing, preferring function and comfort over form. She hardly ever wears shoes outside her armour, either, having developed well-callused and strong feet to match her hands as a result.
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 16:22:46 GMT -8
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Post by Raena Fletcher on Sept 8, 2015 19:55:43 GMT -8
"As I said, many things have changed, cousin," answers Raena, cryptically, before changing the subject.
"I just got off a contract," she says, patting her now fat coin purse, which jingles satisfyingly with the bounty of a job well done. "I was enlisted to kill a young drake that was terrorising a small village. It was decent pay, but the drake's scales and bones sold for a much larger bounty than the beast's head did." She falls silent for a moment as her drink arrives and she takes a long swig, using that as an excuse to roll this situation around in her head. It was all so...unexpected.
Finally, she stops drinking, having downed half of her tankard in a few seconds. "Do you require help with your mark?" she asks, suddenly. "It would be wonderful to go on an adventure with you. It has been a very long time," she continues, wistfully.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Sept 8, 2015 20:02:57 GMT -8
"Oh yeah, I'd love to have you with me. Just for old time's sake. What say we split the bounty 60-40, my bonus for a finder's fee?"
She smiles and sips her drink.
"I haven't had a bounty in a while, so I'm itching to get hunting again. I'm not looking forward to the sewer, though...but have you just been adventuring this whole time? Royal bet that you'd gotten married...Richard thought you were in Katashima. Where have you been?"
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Raena Fletcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 152
Age: 26
Physical Description: Standing at a height of six feet one inch, Raena Fletcher is a tall, very well-built young woman. Her skin is fairly pale, yet has a slight lively glow, and she has pale blue eyes that speak of a world weariness far beyond her age. Her snow white hair is always cut at about shoulder-length, silky and flowing and always well-kept despite her otherwise Spartan nature. She has full, though never painted lips, hardly ever seeming to turn up in a smile anymore. She has a long, deep scar running up from the bottom of her left jawline to the middle of her left cheek, marring her otherwise unblemished skin. Beneath her right eye, a tattoo in the shape of a fleur de lis has been inked. It looks almost ritual in nature, but its origins are as yet unknown.
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Clothes and Equipment: Over her travels, Raena has collected many pieces of heavy armour from her fallen foes and allies alike, melting it down and reforging it into a suit of plate maille unique to her and incredibly sturdy and heavy. The suit is stained forest green with bronze trim, a design embezzled in bronze on both pauldrons, one of a fleur de lis and the other a diving raven. Her bronze gorget has been shaped into the shape of a skull. In addition, a tattered orange-brown cloak wraps around her figure, obscuring her form in battle as well as adding an element of humility to her otherwise splendid armour. She does not tend to wear a helmet into battle, preferring the widest field of view as she can get.
As for armament, she tends to use a heavy enchanted two-handed flamberge sheathed upon her back as her primary weapon, with a short gladius and buckler as a backup. Finally, she carries a set of throwing knives within her cloak, and she's fairly proficient at aiming with them.
Outside of battle, she tends to wear simple linen clothing, preferring function and comfort over form. She hardly ever wears shoes outside her armour, either, having developed well-callused and strong feet to match her hands as a result.
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 16:22:46 GMT -8
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Post by Raena Fletcher on Sept 8, 2015 20:17:25 GMT -8
"I am not wanting for money, cousin," admits Raena, "for I have accumulated a small fortune. I keep it with the Order of the Hammer's bankers. As I said, I am a very good sellsword. You can keep all of this bounty for yourself. Simply consider me an...unpaid assistant." Raena cracks a small smile, but then turns away to drink down the rest of her bitters in one gulp.
When she faces Roxanne again, she finally decides to recount her story. "Well, Royal and Richard were both, obviously, wrong. I have indeed been adventuring this entire time. The Order of the Hammer gets its main form of income from skirmishes between kingdoms, so my battle group tends to travel quite a bit. Currently, I've split from the group to pursue individual contracts, however, and so I will be staying in this area for a while before rendezvousing with the rest. The Order is well-known, and so it hasn't been hard to find work. But enough about that. Tell me about this mark."
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Sept 8, 2015 20:23:38 GMT -8
"I actually don't know too much. Some guy murdered someone, and hid in the sewers. Shouldn't be a big issue. I'll ask the barkeep in the morning, but I don't think he has any powers or anything. Should be an easy contract. Quick money. Just a high bill because nobody wants to go to the sewers. I'll check up in the morning, but that's what it sounds like. I'm not worried, and I need the money."
Roxanne finishes her drink, then picks up her next and finishes that as well.
"Keep them coming, barkeep."
She turns back to her cousin.
"But you said you had something to celebrate? What's that?"
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Raena Fletcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 152
Age: 26
Physical Description: Standing at a height of six feet one inch, Raena Fletcher is a tall, very well-built young woman. Her skin is fairly pale, yet has a slight lively glow, and she has pale blue eyes that speak of a world weariness far beyond her age. Her snow white hair is always cut at about shoulder-length, silky and flowing and always well-kept despite her otherwise Spartan nature. She has full, though never painted lips, hardly ever seeming to turn up in a smile anymore. She has a long, deep scar running up from the bottom of her left jawline to the middle of her left cheek, marring her otherwise unblemished skin. Beneath her right eye, a tattoo in the shape of a fleur de lis has been inked. It looks almost ritual in nature, but its origins are as yet unknown.
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Clothes and Equipment: Over her travels, Raena has collected many pieces of heavy armour from her fallen foes and allies alike, melting it down and reforging it into a suit of plate maille unique to her and incredibly sturdy and heavy. The suit is stained forest green with bronze trim, a design embezzled in bronze on both pauldrons, one of a fleur de lis and the other a diving raven. Her bronze gorget has been shaped into the shape of a skull. In addition, a tattered orange-brown cloak wraps around her figure, obscuring her form in battle as well as adding an element of humility to her otherwise splendid armour. She does not tend to wear a helmet into battle, preferring the widest field of view as she can get.
As for armament, she tends to use a heavy enchanted two-handed flamberge sheathed upon her back as her primary weapon, with a short gladius and buckler as a backup. Finally, she carries a set of throwing knives within her cloak, and she's fairly proficient at aiming with them.
Outside of battle, she tends to wear simple linen clothing, preferring function and comfort over form. She hardly ever wears shoes outside her armour, either, having developed well-callused and strong feet to match her hands as a result.
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 16:22:46 GMT -8
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Post by Raena Fletcher on Sept 9, 2015 7:55:57 GMT -8
"Oh, nothing in particular, just my slaying the drake and making a near fortune off it," responds Raena, holding up a hand when the bartender begins to make her a drink in a gesture of refusal.
"Roxanne, let me give you some advice," says Raena slowly, running her fingertips over the long scar on her cheek. "Never underestimate a target. Particularly when the bounty is so high. The barkeep may be /telling/ you that the only reason behind the elevated bounty is because of the trek through the sewers, but that could be a way to trick you into undertaking a mission you might otherwise refuse, were you to know the full details. We must ask these questions and gauge his responses when we check the details in the morning."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2015 18:17:06 GMT -8
The bartender set a drink down infront of Raena, the same swill that Roxy first drank upon her arrival, "On the house, your cousin helped me earn a fine coin." He turned his back to them a barmaid speaking to him. He turns around onemore. "A room has been preped for you. Bath is hot. 3rd floor, second door on your right." He turned his back to them once more, giving them and spoke one more time, "The details are sparse. The reason the bounty is high, the one murdered was a Takans. One of the Royal Houses of Aaedan."
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Sept 9, 2015 19:52:49 GMT -8
"Thank you. I'll head up now. Raena, do you want to meet back down here in the morning?"
Roxanne grabs a fresh drink and heads upstairs, where she finds her room and goes in. Dropping her armor and undressing, she slides luxuriously into the bath with her drink.
"Ahh...it's been too long."
If nothing disturbs her, she sits in the bath until it gets cold, then goes to bed and goes down in the morning.
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Raena Fletcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 152
Age: 26
Physical Description: Standing at a height of six feet one inch, Raena Fletcher is a tall, very well-built young woman. Her skin is fairly pale, yet has a slight lively glow, and she has pale blue eyes that speak of a world weariness far beyond her age. Her snow white hair is always cut at about shoulder-length, silky and flowing and always well-kept despite her otherwise Spartan nature. She has full, though never painted lips, hardly ever seeming to turn up in a smile anymore. She has a long, deep scar running up from the bottom of her left jawline to the middle of her left cheek, marring her otherwise unblemished skin. Beneath her right eye, a tattoo in the shape of a fleur de lis has been inked. It looks almost ritual in nature, but its origins are as yet unknown.
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Clothes and Equipment: Over her travels, Raena has collected many pieces of heavy armour from her fallen foes and allies alike, melting it down and reforging it into a suit of plate maille unique to her and incredibly sturdy and heavy. The suit is stained forest green with bronze trim, a design embezzled in bronze on both pauldrons, one of a fleur de lis and the other a diving raven. Her bronze gorget has been shaped into the shape of a skull. In addition, a tattered orange-brown cloak wraps around her figure, obscuring her form in battle as well as adding an element of humility to her otherwise splendid armour. She does not tend to wear a helmet into battle, preferring the widest field of view as she can get.
As for armament, she tends to use a heavy enchanted two-handed flamberge sheathed upon her back as her primary weapon, with a short gladius and buckler as a backup. Finally, she carries a set of throwing knives within her cloak, and she's fairly proficient at aiming with them.
Outside of battle, she tends to wear simple linen clothing, preferring function and comfort over form. She hardly ever wears shoes outside her armour, either, having developed well-callused and strong feet to match her hands as a result.
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 16:22:46 GMT -8
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Post by Raena Fletcher on Sept 9, 2015 20:03:43 GMT -8
"It sounds like a plan, cousin," says Raena, her lips turned up into a half smile. When Roxanne retreats to her room, Raena turns back to the barkeep and states, "Please, give me your smallest room. Basic accommodations. I only require a bed and a locked trunk. And, please, take the payment for the drink. I insist."
The pouch of gold she had laid on the bar before stays there until /someone/ takes it, whether it be the barkeep or someone else who thinks they need it. She obligingly sets to drinking the second tankard of alcohol, though, taking it slower now that she doesn't have to deal with emotional stress the likes of which she's never felt before. She falls silent now that her cousin's not there to speak with, as well, simply absorbed in her own thoughts.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2015 20:26:15 GMT -8
She wouldn't be absorbed for long. As she began to relax and pray nothing would ruin her peace, a young woman with black skin and white hair burst through the tavern doors with what appears to be a large hand made of water holding onto the doorframe.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, SOME ONE HELP ME!" She screamed into the tavern. From outside guards could be heard running towards the bar. She dashed inside, grabbing chairs and tables and attempting to bar the door, carrying all of it with two massive arms made of water branching from her body.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2015 20:30:10 GMT -8
The barkeeper took the gold.
When the strange one barged in and caused the rukus Gabriel walked up behind her silently and bopped her on the top of the head. "What the hell do you think your doing in my tavern?" The man was annoyed but not angry.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2015 20:31:25 GMT -8
"Tell them to stop chasing me! They think I stole something, but I didn't! I just got into town!" The woman screamed as she continued to stuff more objects into the pile in front of the door. At this point she was grabbing pieces of food and ramming them into any hole in the pile she could find.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2015 20:33:10 GMT -8
"Stop! The wine cellar, go." He pointed to a door behind the bar.
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Raena Fletcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 152
Age: 26
Physical Description: Standing at a height of six feet one inch, Raena Fletcher is a tall, very well-built young woman. Her skin is fairly pale, yet has a slight lively glow, and she has pale blue eyes that speak of a world weariness far beyond her age. Her snow white hair is always cut at about shoulder-length, silky and flowing and always well-kept despite her otherwise Spartan nature. She has full, though never painted lips, hardly ever seeming to turn up in a smile anymore. She has a long, deep scar running up from the bottom of her left jawline to the middle of her left cheek, marring her otherwise unblemished skin. Beneath her right eye, a tattoo in the shape of a fleur de lis has been inked. It looks almost ritual in nature, but its origins are as yet unknown.
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Clothes and Equipment: Over her travels, Raena has collected many pieces of heavy armour from her fallen foes and allies alike, melting it down and reforging it into a suit of plate maille unique to her and incredibly sturdy and heavy. The suit is stained forest green with bronze trim, a design embezzled in bronze on both pauldrons, one of a fleur de lis and the other a diving raven. Her bronze gorget has been shaped into the shape of a skull. In addition, a tattered orange-brown cloak wraps around her figure, obscuring her form in battle as well as adding an element of humility to her otherwise splendid armour. She does not tend to wear a helmet into battle, preferring the widest field of view as she can get.
As for armament, she tends to use a heavy enchanted two-handed flamberge sheathed upon her back as her primary weapon, with a short gladius and buckler as a backup. Finally, she carries a set of throwing knives within her cloak, and she's fairly proficient at aiming with them.
Outside of battle, she tends to wear simple linen clothing, preferring function and comfort over form. She hardly ever wears shoes outside her armour, either, having developed well-callused and strong feet to match her hands as a result.
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 16:22:46 GMT -8
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Post by Raena Fletcher on Sept 9, 2015 20:34:40 GMT -8
Raena nearabout jumps out of her chair as her thoughts are disturbed. She pushes the drink away so as not to spill it, and then draws her long, wavy flamberge from the massive sheathe upon her back, the two-handed blade vibrating with an unnatural ringing sound emanating throughout the bar. She holds it before her in a defensive stance as the apparently mad hydrokineticist bursts through the door. "What is wrong with you?" she asks, her voice that much more grim due to her interrupted drink.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Sept 9, 2015 20:35:24 GMT -8
Roxanne hears the screaming, but doesn't care.
"No. I'm relaxed. I'm not going down there if sewer-man himself was down there."
She sips her drink.
"Mmm...alcohol."
She ignores the screaming, humming to herself.
"She's not gonna come up here..."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2015 20:35:43 GMT -8
"THANKYOUSORRYABOUTTHEMESSILLPAAAAAYYYYYYyyyyyy....." She screamed as she ran past Raena and upstairs to the third floor. She dashed passed various doors before finding one and violently shaking the handle in the hopes of opening it. Panicking, she punched it with her water fists, knocking it off its hinges and hurling it to the other side of the room. It turned out to be the room Roxanne was taking a bath in.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2015 20:44:15 GMT -8
"I wouldn't know." He said grinning to the Archidon. "She came, the rough up my bar and then leapted through a window. I don't know where she is but I expect you to bring her to me if you catch her. She owed me for all this destruction!" Gabriel was acting pissed off, but he commanded a suprising amount of respect from the Archidons and they would comply with his request if they caught the paniced magician.
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Raena Fletcher
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 152
Age: 26
Physical Description: Standing at a height of six feet one inch, Raena Fletcher is a tall, very well-built young woman. Her skin is fairly pale, yet has a slight lively glow, and she has pale blue eyes that speak of a world weariness far beyond her age. Her snow white hair is always cut at about shoulder-length, silky and flowing and always well-kept despite her otherwise Spartan nature. She has full, though never painted lips, hardly ever seeming to turn up in a smile anymore. She has a long, deep scar running up from the bottom of her left jawline to the middle of her left cheek, marring her otherwise unblemished skin. Beneath her right eye, a tattoo in the shape of a fleur de lis has been inked. It looks almost ritual in nature, but its origins are as yet unknown.
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Clothes and Equipment: Over her travels, Raena has collected many pieces of heavy armour from her fallen foes and allies alike, melting it down and reforging it into a suit of plate maille unique to her and incredibly sturdy and heavy. The suit is stained forest green with bronze trim, a design embezzled in bronze on both pauldrons, one of a fleur de lis and the other a diving raven. Her bronze gorget has been shaped into the shape of a skull. In addition, a tattered orange-brown cloak wraps around her figure, obscuring her form in battle as well as adding an element of humility to her otherwise splendid armour. She does not tend to wear a helmet into battle, preferring the widest field of view as she can get.
As for armament, she tends to use a heavy enchanted two-handed flamberge sheathed upon her back as her primary weapon, with a short gladius and buckler as a backup. Finally, she carries a set of throwing knives within her cloak, and she's fairly proficient at aiming with them.
Outside of battle, she tends to wear simple linen clothing, preferring function and comfort over form. She hardly ever wears shoes outside her armour, either, having developed well-callused and strong feet to match her hands as a result.
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 16:22:46 GMT -8
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Post by Raena Fletcher on Sept 9, 2015 20:46:21 GMT -8
Raena quickly sheathes her blade and shrugs as she sits back down at the bar, pulling her tankard close again and taking a long swig. She doesn't particularly care whether the Archidons find the drow, but she figures it'll be less trouble for her if she stays out of the fray for now. She has no idea what the conflict is about, anyway, and so she has no idea which side is more profitable.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2015 20:50:22 GMT -8
The Archidons instantly eyeballed the cellar and marched to it. "Come on out!" They knocked on the cellar door.
Little did they know another staircase was in the cellar leading to the second floor. For the rarely used room service.
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