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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 12/16/2017 8:42:54 AM
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Name: Fenley Vermillia Alias: Fen Age: 23 Gender: Female Appearance: [spoiler]Fen is a smaller being, standing at 5'4". She is built moderately, with a fair complexion. Her ears are long and pointed, and her back is always covered by a single large "feather" that looks like a cape. She wears leather and cloth clothing, usually with a hood, vest, skirt, and spiral leggings. Her eyes are a bright yellow and her hair is a darker red.[/spoiler] Gear: [spoiler]Fen isn't really a fighter, but she can use her feathers as sharpened blades. They harden like daggers at her will and can even burst, leaving smoke or shrapnel. She's also got a few alchemical supplies, that are probably volatile. Her large feather protrusion also acts as a shield, coated in a natural oil to resist extreme heat or cold. Can block a few hits too. If it is severed it will eventually grow back, albeit slowly and painfully.[/spoiler] Personality: [spoiler]Fen is a mixed bag. She can do her job, and do it well. She's courteous, kind, and friendly... But she dislikes people. She'll get business done but she doesn't want to make friends. She's bubbly underneath her generally moody and uncaring center.[/spoiler] Backstory: [spoiler]Fen was once a normal high blood, born to the castes of elves and dryads that worshipped the old gods. However, Fen never believed in these gods. Her lack of faith eventually brought punishment upon her, and her clan exiled her. In anger she consulted to Raven god, who offered her absolute vengeance. Except, the curse didn't help at all. Instead she grew a large single feather, and feathery ears, and her only new gift was meaningless. So, she made a living as a merchant, selling foods, spices, exotic cloths and linens, dresses. The like. There's more, but it's probably best if it remains untold for now.[/spoiler]

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