Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2016 4:22:40 GMT -5
Basic Information
Name: Syl Rei [sill-ray]
Race: Human
-Ethnicity: Selbrian
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 135 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Class/Occupation: Rogue
Nobility: None
Starting Morality: Neutral
Faction: Neutral (used to be Selbrian Traders)
Languages: Cruic
Appearance:
Brown, thievish eyes of stolen attention-- like the money from one's pocket.
Eyes framed by long, tattered and untamed hair.
Rugged skin, except for her glowing face.
Personality: Syl is outspoken, almost always speaking what is on her mind; she possesses no filter from her misdirected and outlandish thoughts. Her devious ways are unintentionally masked by her klutzy, playful, and overly optimistic side. However, her attention to detail and precision in craft attenuate her klutziness when she is focused. Syl is stubborn and rarely admits being wrong, even when disproved. She has deep respect, comfort, and love with the woods. Being around nature brings out her gentle and benevolent side. Alone for too long and she becomes vulnerable, falling into her swinging moods of silence and outburst.
Syl becomes irritable around quiet souls.
History: Syl was raised in a lower class family- barely affording food and finding trade. As Syl got older into her teens, she became a member of the Selbrian Trader's Faction. She was diligent when working with them, but became offended by the Selbrian notion of having to keep to herself and never venture into the foreign or unknown lands of other cultures.
Syl discovered her interest in thievish ways when she found entertainment with the idea of stealing furs from the Faction and starting her own trade with outsiders. Syl turned her rugged idea into sport. Her fraudulent ways were soon discovered. She barely escaped the penalty of branding, or worse, when she followed her outlandish gut to flee. She had nothing to leave behind and everything to gain-or will her travels reveal new perspectives on what she had all along.
Inventory:
Armor
-Head:
-Armor: Selbrian Fur Doublet
Dr: 15
Cold resist: 5
*Chest, abdomen, sides, back. Light, fur.*
-Feet:
-Gloves:
-Belt:
-Ring 1:
-Ring 2:
-Amulet:
Armaments
-Primary Weapon:
-Secondary Weapon:
-Back:
-Right Arm:
-Left Arm:
-Right Thigh: Hunter Dagger: Dmg=10
-Left Thigh: Hunter Dagger: Dmg=10
Free Space: 0/6
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-
-
-
-
-
Stats Original
Str: 10
Vit: 10
Agi: 10
Ch: 10
ST: 10
T: 10
D: 10
EN: 10
P: 10
K: 10
HP: 200/200
SM: 20/20
MP: 110/110
Fight Record:
Wins: 0
Draws: 0
Losses: 0
Knowledge Possessed:
Hiding I
Daggers I
Dodging I
Climbing I
Lying I
Trapping I
Pickpocket I
Sneaking I
Smuggling I
Disguises I
Name: Syl Rei [sill-ray]
Race: Human
-Ethnicity: Selbrian
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 135 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Class/Occupation: Rogue
Nobility: None
Starting Morality: Neutral
Faction: Neutral (used to be Selbrian Traders)
Languages: Cruic
Appearance:
Brown, thievish eyes of stolen attention-- like the money from one's pocket.
Eyes framed by long, tattered and untamed hair.
Rugged skin, except for her glowing face.
Personality: Syl is outspoken, almost always speaking what is on her mind; she possesses no filter from her misdirected and outlandish thoughts. Her devious ways are unintentionally masked by her klutzy, playful, and overly optimistic side. However, her attention to detail and precision in craft attenuate her klutziness when she is focused. Syl is stubborn and rarely admits being wrong, even when disproved. She has deep respect, comfort, and love with the woods. Being around nature brings out her gentle and benevolent side. Alone for too long and she becomes vulnerable, falling into her swinging moods of silence and outburst.
Syl becomes irritable around quiet souls.
History: Syl was raised in a lower class family- barely affording food and finding trade. As Syl got older into her teens, she became a member of the Selbrian Trader's Faction. She was diligent when working with them, but became offended by the Selbrian notion of having to keep to herself and never venture into the foreign or unknown lands of other cultures.
Syl discovered her interest in thievish ways when she found entertainment with the idea of stealing furs from the Faction and starting her own trade with outsiders. Syl turned her rugged idea into sport. Her fraudulent ways were soon discovered. She barely escaped the penalty of branding, or worse, when she followed her outlandish gut to flee. She had nothing to leave behind and everything to gain-or will her travels reveal new perspectives on what she had all along.
Inventory:
Armor
-Head:
-Armor: Selbrian Fur Doublet
Dr: 15
Cold resist: 5
*Chest, abdomen, sides, back. Light, fur.*
-Feet:
-Gloves:
-Belt:
-Ring 1:
-Ring 2:
-Amulet:
Armaments
-Primary Weapon:
-Secondary Weapon:
-Back:
-Right Arm:
-Left Arm:
-Right Thigh: Hunter Dagger: Dmg=10
-Left Thigh: Hunter Dagger: Dmg=10
Free Space: 0/6
-
-
-
-
-
-
Stats Original
Str: 10
Vit: 10
Agi: 10
Ch: 10
ST: 10
T: 10
D: 10
EN: 10
P: 10
K: 10
HP: 200/200
SM: 20/20
MP: 110/110
Fight Record:
Wins: 0
Draws: 0
Losses: 0
Knowledge Possessed:
Hiding I
Daggers I
Dodging I
Climbing I
Lying I
Trapping I
Pickpocket I
Sneaking I
Smuggling I
Disguises I
