Still working on the bio, but wanted to put first draft down! :)

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[b][color=a0eaf3]ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖:[/color][/b] Rasari Blackdust
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔸𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕤:[/color][/b] Rasa
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔸𝕘𝕖:[/color][/b] 23
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕖𝕤:[/color][/b] Half-orc
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣:[/color][/b] Female
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝕆𝕔𝕔𝕦𝕡𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟/ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕜:[/color][/b] Inventor
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔸𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥:[/color][/b] Chaotic good

[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=a0eaf3][center]𝔸𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=a0eaf3]ℍ𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥:[/color][/b]148cm
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔹𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕:[/color][/b] Very lean, with minor muscle and visible definition, but still quite slender.
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔼𝕪𝕖𝕤:[/color][/b] Navy blue
[b][color=a0eaf3]ℍ𝕒𝕚𝕣:[/color][/b] Black
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕠𝕟𝕖:[/color][/b] Light green
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝕋𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕤/𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕤/ℙ𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤:[/color][/b] Minor burn marks are scattered across her arms, neck, decolletage, and stomach.
[b][color=a0eaf3]ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕪𝕝𝕖:[/color][/b] Rasari is married to the sleeveless life, usually locked into her workshop clad in classic, striped pants, a skirt-like leather apron wrapped around her hips with various pockets and zippers, and whatever top of acceptable smell she can scrape, be it a simple brassiere, or a wrapped up rag. As long as it doesn't inhibit her arm's motion or hangs onto her workspace, it's hers. Rasari is never seen without a pair of uneven, cobbled-together protective goggles dangling from her neck or pushed atop her head.

[hr][center][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=a0eaf3][center]ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪:[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[i][color=a0eaf3][center]Eccentric * Optimistic * Resentful * Self-sufficient * Loyal * Curious[/center][/color][/i]

[b][color=a0eaf3]ℝ𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕤:[/color][/b] Single
[b][color=a0eaf3]ℚ𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕖:[/color][/b]

[b][color=a0eaf3]What first impression do you make?[/color][/b]
"Most people look confused as to why a half-orc is so small, like it's my fault my dad's a tiny little thing! I guess they usually stay away so their eyebrows don't catch fire? What, you think I'll stop working 'cause some looney wants a chat? Oh, and I ocassionally get mistaken for one of those streetwalker gals... I guess it's the "Will work for gold" signs I keep in the window at times. I... Visionary advancement isn't free! Just so we're clear, it's a purely platonic offer!"

[b][color=a0eaf3]What are you like in a high stress situation?[/color][/b]
"I wing it. Although, now that I think about it, I guess that's also my approach in middle-stress situations. Or, like, anything really. Plans are so lame! They either work and it's boring or you have to improvise anyways, you know? Why not just... go with that from the get-go?"

[b][color=a0eaf3]What are your best and worst qualities?[/color][/b]
"Hm, I suppose my best quality would be that I never stop trying? If something breaks, you just do it again until it holds up, 's my motto. My worst quality, uh... Weeeelllll, if you insist, I suppose I can lose track of my surroundings at times. I... may have set fire to a few shops without realizing before. Oh, oh, oh, I'm also kind of a mean drunk if I go overboard, or, uh, so I've been told."

[b][color=a0eaf3]What is something about yourself that you would never admit to anyone?[/color][/b]
"It would've been nice to have a mom in my life, and sometimes I project my neediness for a maternal figure onto others."

[b][color=a0eaf3]What are your dreams?[/color][/b]
"A mountain of gold to drizzle across the globe in search of the finest materials, and go down in history as the greatest inventor of all time!"

[b][color=a0eaf3]How do you want to be seen by others?[/color][/b]
"I don't really care too much, really. I am what I am. I do get irked by the men who dismiss my ideas just 'cause they came from the mouth of a small orc gal, however, so I suppose I want to be seen as appropriately competent and capable." 

[b][color=a0eaf3]How do you see [i]yourself?[/i][/color][/b]
"Just another restless soul trying her best to make her dreams come true. I don't think anyone's special, what seperates us is how much we try, and how much we achieve. So I see myself as never good enough - Don't worry, I've got no complex or insecurity issues, I just don't want to grow complacent!"

[b][color=a0eaf3]Do you tend to make snap judgements, or stop and think about things?[/color][/b]
"Stopping to think about things is time you could've spent trying out two solutions already."

[b][color=a0eaf3]What haunts you?[/color][/b]
"... I am responsible for the death of my father."

[b][color=a0eaf3]What is your philosophy on life?[/color][/b]
"Never stop, never back down, never stop believing."

[b][color=a0eaf3]ℍ𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕤:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Asking too many questions
[*] Nibbling food nonstop, particularly sweets
[*] Combing tangles out of her hair
[/list]
[b][color=a0eaf3]ℍ𝕠𝕓𝕓𝕚𝕖𝕤:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Dissassembly, reassembly, building, making, firing, melting, electrifying... things.
[*] Watching animals
[*] Reading
[/list]
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔽𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Explosions
[*] Strange orcs[/list]
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Sweets
[*] Alcohol
[*] Animals
[*] Machines
[*] Compliments
[*] People that take interest in her inventions
[*] Having her hair played with[/list]
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Being interrupted
[*] Overly formal behavior/etiquette
[*] Judgemental people[/list]
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[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤:[/color][/b]
[list]
[*] Machinery maintainence
[*] Resource management
[*] Knowledge of physics and chemistry
[*] Singing
[*] Dancing
[/list]
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝕄𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝/𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕪 𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤:[/color][/b]
[list]
[*] Machinery development
[*] One heck of a brawler
[/list]
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝕀𝕟𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪:[/color][/b]
[list]
[*] Blacksmithing hammer
[*] Wrench
[*] Goggles
[*] A few pairs of clothes
[*] A small, portable barrel
[*] Some elemental stones for infusions
[*] One pouch filled with emergency cash
[/list]

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[b][color=a0eaf3]𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪:[/color][/b] Rasari was born to an Orc-mother and a human father. Belonging to a warrior tribe, her mother took a liking to the dwarven engineer from Dholgrin, who was captured by his future partner's allies. Though their affair lasted for a while, Rasari's father had to return to home eventually, causing a deep rift between her parents. When Rasari was born, out of wedlock and only a mere two months before her father's imminent departure from the tribe, Rasari's mother rejected him and her newborn, forcing the two to leave early to avoid the wrath of the rest of the tribe.

Rasari proved to be a difficult child to raise in her father's home nation, eyed with cautious curiosity. The city folk had few encounters with orcs, and fewer positive ones at that. For Rasari, who was always an outgoing child, the apprehensive tolerance of the people around her proved to be a great source of sadness, only eased by the endless wonders her father concocted. Much to his delight, Rasari took a liking to her father's work, awestruck at the wondrous machines and tools he had collected from various expeditions, though she particularly liked the plethora of his own invention. 

When Rasari was on the cusp of adulthood, she had her path set to follow in her father's footsteps, assisting him with great skill. Many of her inventions had found his approval, and fetched high prices from some of his contacts. Her newest invention, a size-shifting portable cannon, would prove a failure, however, and one that'd change the small family's lives forever. If it hadn't been for an errand run her father had sent her on, she'd have died within the flames alongside him, and for many years after, she would wish she had, wrestling with the guilt. The witnesses were convinced of her guilt, only strengthening the flight instinct Rasari felt upon seeing the wreckage, causing her to flee the country.

For years, Rasari drifted. Lonely and unresting, she kept to herself, working where work was needed. Now, a new job called.
[hr][center][img][/img][/center][hr][h3][b][i][color=a0eaf3][center]𝔼𝕩𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕤[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=a0eaf3]ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣 ℚ𝕦𝕠𝕥𝕖:[/color][/b] "The only thing that never stops is curiosity!"
[b][color=a0eaf3]𝔸𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔼𝕝𝕤𝕖:[/color][/b]
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