[@Blizz] hellooo. I went back to work the day after I last posted, and it’s been hectic. I don’t know for sure how much time I’ll have to RP going forward, but I finished my CS so I’d like to try if that’s alright!


[hider=this elf called me a bitch and stole my $5]Name : Jiranty Gennelis

Class : Ranger/thief

Age : 23

Race : Wood Elf

Appearance : Jiranty is very short, about 5’ tall and boyishly slender with graceless bony limbs, skinny shoulders, and small hands. Her skin is a deep olive tone with light freckles across her face, limbs and shoulders. Her hair is a rich blackened brown in a long braid that reaches her lower back. She has an androgynous face with thin angular features, high cheekbones, a small but defined chin, and a thin straight nose. Across her neck, chest and arms are dark bluish purple lightning-like scars that seem to begin darkest at the hands and spread and lighten toward the chest. Jiranty wears simple dark leather armor over a simple linen tunic and trousers. She has an archer’s bracer on each arm and boots made of the same deep reddish leather, laced tightly to prevent slipping from a vantage point while trying to shoot distant enemies from the treetops.

Personality : For an elf, Jiranty is tactless and scrappy. She smokes too much, swears like a soldier, gets too drunk and starts bar fights she can’t win much more often than she should. She puts on a very loud and aggressive act, as if wholly and boastfully self-assured, but flounders and flees quickly when challenged. She’s a very skilled marksman but a very bad brawler, so to protect herself from her own argumentative personality she now carries a small crossbow if close-range encounters happen to escalate. Given half a chance, Jiranty can be very kind and almost clingy, defending her party members with reckless zeal. She does well on her own but acts as if she doesn’t want to, and being prone to lonely ennui she’s eager to join any adventurer parties that she encounters. She’s at once a bitter old hunter and a sweet wide-eyed brat, always completely impulsive, and quick to lend a helping hand or loose a few arrows.

Motives : Jiranty grew up in a distant land, raised by her grandfather, one of the most powerful and ancient druids of all time. She and her older brother Temuja were raised in strict druidic tradition. Her brother was gifted with natural magic, while Jiranty never had any talent even with simple spells, as if she was void of any magic essence at all. As they grew their grandfather was increasingly cruel training them, especially punishing Jiranty’s lack of progress; Temuja lashed out and attacked him, hurting Jiranty in the process, and barely escaping with his life. In the ten years since that fight, Jiranty has traveled the world over looking for her brother, and has reason to believe he’s hiding somewhere in the forest.

Gear : A compact crossbow, a takedown bow with arrows in the quiver on her shoulder, a versatile hunting dagger, a smoking pipe and a sachet of tansy bitters, a hearty supply of vegetarian rations, and a makeshift lock-picking kit.

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