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"I only work for money. If you want loyalty, hire a mabari."
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Venatra the Huntress
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Female she/her.
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Qunari.
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Tal Vashoth.
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Qunlat.
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Warden Recruit/Conscript
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DarkMagenta
Venatra the Huntress
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Female she/her.
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Qunari.
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Tal Vashoth.
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Qunlat.
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Warden Recruit/Conscript
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DarkMagenta
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The Qunari stands at 5โ9 and is lean, yet muscular
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Sporting traditional grey-blue skin, Venatra is soft to touch, with her complexion being smooth and blemish free. Her eyes are a mesmerising sunrise orange while her hair is pearl white.
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The Huntress was born with a single set of horns. Following her hair, they curve back behind her head- with several sets of gold rings binding the lowest part- subtly flicking up at the end, a few inches behind her skull. Rose-colored Vitaar patterns her face and hair, serving as the only remnant of her distant peopleโs culture. Her hair is worn partly in a bun with the rest flowing down past chest level
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Leather wraps most of Venatra. Winding its way from her feet up to her thighs, the thick hide is a dark, almost black, brown. Broad strips criss-cross over each other, weaving their way down her shoulders to her palms. A large solid piece hugs her lower back tight as it leads up, crossing over each other to cover her breasts, meeting at her neck. A final section is bound around her waist with two large thick lappets that fall down between her thighs. Merlot red, a cloth skirt covers the rest of her lower half, slit up her left leg to allow for freedom of movement. Her stomach, completely exposed, is completely covered in Vitaar. Whereas the other parts of her skin, from arms to legs, is patterned with the paint. Begrudgingly, the Wardens crest is worn on her left shoulder. Pic
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Thereโs several sides to a Qunari like Venatra. If you catch her in a casual setting, one thatโs familiar to her, sheโll carve her way through a crowd; loud, boisterous and clamoring for its attention. She wants to be entertained, impressed by the people around her. Something to liven up this dreary show we call life. The woman is open and honest but harshly so, unafraid to tell people how it is or admit to her constant misdeeds. If she catches a whiff of coin, then sheโll make a beeline towards opportunity; charming, lying or taking it by force.
From uneasy environments, to hunts, to battle, Venatra will stand at the ready. Her feet will be squared, shoulder length apart, while her body is side on, poised for action. Her trademark sarcasm and dry humour will fall to the wayside as she eyes her prey. Striking like a viper.
The Qunari stands at 5โ9 and is lean, yet muscular
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Sporting traditional grey-blue skin, Venatra is soft to touch, with her complexion being smooth and blemish free. Her eyes are a mesmerising sunrise orange while her hair is pearl white.
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The Huntress was born with a single set of horns. Following her hair, they curve back behind her head- with several sets of gold rings binding the lowest part- subtly flicking up at the end, a few inches behind her skull. Rose-colored Vitaar patterns her face and hair, serving as the only remnant of her distant peopleโs culture. Her hair is worn partly in a bun with the rest flowing down past chest level
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Leather wraps most of Venatra. Winding its way from her feet up to her thighs, the thick hide is a dark, almost black, brown. Broad strips criss-cross over each other, weaving their way down her shoulders to her palms. A large solid piece hugs her lower back tight as it leads up, crossing over each other to cover her breasts, meeting at her neck. A final section is bound around her waist with two large thick lappets that fall down between her thighs. Merlot red, a cloth skirt covers the rest of her lower half, slit up her left leg to allow for freedom of movement. Her stomach, completely exposed, is completely covered in Vitaar. Whereas the other parts of her skin, from arms to legs, is patterned with the paint. Begrudgingly, the Wardens crest is worn on her left shoulder. Pic
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Thereโs several sides to a Qunari like Venatra. If you catch her in a casual setting, one thatโs familiar to her, sheโll carve her way through a crowd; loud, boisterous and clamoring for its attention. She wants to be entertained, impressed by the people around her. Something to liven up this dreary show we call life. The woman is open and honest but harshly so, unafraid to tell people how it is or admit to her constant misdeeds. If she catches a whiff of coin, then sheโll make a beeline towards opportunity; charming, lying or taking it by force.
From uneasy environments, to hunts, to battle, Venatra will stand at the ready. Her feet will be squared, shoulder length apart, while her body is side on, poised for action. Her trademark sarcasm and dry humour will fall to the wayside as she eyes her prey. Striking like a viper.
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Venatra is driven by her desires. She wants the most out of life and money is the key to getting that. She had been doing very well for herself until recently, flying a little too close to the sun and getting burned. Conscripted into the Wardens, she originally sought a quick exit. A dramatic escape that would see her name return to the tip of people's tongues. But now, seeing that the Wardens have sway among the common folk, she seeks an opportunity to abuse the power given to her for her own gain. The peopleโs respect for the Order is a weakness that can be exploited, she just needs to figure out how.
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Fun. The world is full of men looking to die for one stupid cause or another. Ugh. So boring. Why do that when you can make money? Then you can do whatever it is you desire! Isnโt that truely what life is about?
Venatra is driven by her desires. She wants the most out of life and money is the key to getting that. She had been doing very well for herself until recently, flying a little too close to the sun and getting burned. Conscripted into the Wardens, she originally sought a quick exit. A dramatic escape that would see her name return to the tip of people's tongues. But now, seeing that the Wardens have sway among the common folk, she seeks an opportunity to abuse the power given to her for her own gain. The peopleโs respect for the Order is a weakness that can be exploited, she just needs to figure out how.
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- Formidable: Venatra is a warrior through and through. She is unyielding in her ferocity and has the strength and stamina to overcome almost any enemy.
- Charming: Akin to a venus flytrap, the Huntress is known for swaying others with her honeyed words. Helpful, if youโre on the right side of it.
- Confident: Venatra walks into any situation with her head held high, incredibly comfortable in her own skin. Hardly anything can diminish this trait.
- Selfish: Venatra isnโt dying for anyone or anything, especially for some ridiculous foreign cause.
- Greedy: Money makes the world go round and is about the only thing that makes this girl smile.
- Apathetic: The lives of those around her are of little concern to Venatra, she couldnโt care less about the pointless goings on of commoners. She'd be a lot happier selling them off to the Imperium if the opportunity presented itself.
- Coin: You got it, she wants it. Why? She doesnโt know, nor care, just tell her what youโre after and sheโll provide.
- Wine: Got to do something with all this change. Might as well be something fun.
Fun. The world is full of men looking to die for one stupid cause or another. Ugh. So boring. Why do that when you can make money? Then you can do whatever it is you desire! Isnโt that truely what life is about?
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โโ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ | +2
Persuasion, Deception
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Stamina, Drinking
โโ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐ | 0
Navigation
โโ ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ | 0
Light Blades
โโ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ | -2
N/A
โโ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ | +3
Tracking, Seeing
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Spears
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N/A
Persuasion, Deception
โโ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ | 0
Stamina, Drinking
โโ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐ | 0
Navigation
โโ ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ | 0
Light Blades
โโ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ | -2
N/A
โโ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ | +3
Tracking, Seeing
โโ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ | +2
Spears
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N/A
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Reaver
A natural talent of all Qunari, Venatra uses her Reaver abilities with glee. Able to twist the minds of her prey, she can alter her own appearance in the eyes of her foe, filling them with dread and fear. Or, alternatively, she is able to flood their spirit with waves of psychic pain, crippling her unlucky opposite. On the battlefield, the Huntress is driven by her own physical pain and suffering, using it as fuel to strike harder and faster. Then, vampirically, she feeds off the essence of those who have been slain. Drawing life from their flickering embers.
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Shield Training
Novice
ObservationYou can wield shields of Small and Medium Size
Novice
IntrigueYou notice things others do not.
Novice
Armour TrainingYou know how to play the Game.
Novice
You can wear leather and mail armor without suffering a penalty.
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- Small, gold painted, Hoplon Shield
- Leather Armour as described above
- Throwing Spear
- Shortsword
- Dagger
- Health Potions
- A Full Sack of Coin
- Several bits of Assorted Jewellery
- 2 Cans of Vitaar
- Bladder of Wine
- Hair Brush
- Some Casual Clothes, Including a Dress
- Rations/Waterskin/Bedroll
- Perfume
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