Name:Yuella Whitewing
Alias(es):Goes by Yuel, very few people know her full name.
Sometimes called Meatshield by other members of the guild.
Gender:Female
Race:Half-Elf
Age:24
Rank:C
Personality:Yuel is bold and more than a little on the loud side. Her bravery and courage are known by many, mostly as foolishness. She's bluntly honest and couldn't lie her way out of a wet paper bag. She couldn't talk her way out of a wet paper bag in general. The finer arts such as charisma and cunning and beyond her. She's stubborn to a fault, most often than not refusing to see her own limits and pushing herself far beyond them. She isn't the smartest person around, but she is genuine and even if her methods aren't the best, she always means well. She gets restless and impatient sitting around for long periods of time, as she's more of a woman of action than anything.
History:Yuel is the youngest of five, four girls and the oldest a boy. Born to Silas and Aryn Whitewing, a family of nobles. Among the blondes and light browns of the rest of her family, her crimson locks made her stand out. Though physically gifted, she quickly fell behind in her studies, even if she did try her best. She could never pick up the ways of bullshitting, so after several embarrassing moments at social events, they started leaving her at home.
Yuel knew she wasn't cut out to be a noble, she also knew that her family didn't like her because she was different. So at the age of twelve, she ran away from home. Slipping out in the middle of the night with a few supplies. She did well at first, making through the first week without any issues. But as her food ran out, she realized she had no idea what she was doing. Thankfully, a travelling merchant picked her up before she starved to death and brought her to the nearest city.
The merchant left her with the city guard, who were known for taking in orphans, runaways, and general misfits and turning them into fine warriors. Yuel was a quick study, skilled in the art of the blade and always eager to learn more. She soon become the strongest of the group, completely oblivious to the jealousy of the other children.
Four years later and a now sixteen year old Yuel had completed her training and was ready to join the city guard. But she had no patience for patrolling the city walls, and those that trained her knew that. Instead, they pointed her in the direction of the local Adventurer's Guild, a place known as Iron Rose, knowing that she was better off somewhere that she could hone her skills further and still be able to do some good. She's been there ever since, having finally found a place that suits a person like herself.
Skills:Yuel is physically strong, stronger than most women and many men. What she may lack in other areas is made up with the fact that being hit by her is like being trampled by a herd of horses. Her sword strikes so powerful that they've been known to tear through metal armor at times. She's skilled in the art of two handed swords, and using them as either one or two handed weapons. She's skilled in the art of survival, able to live off the land with ease, even with only the most meager of supplies at her disposal. Growing up among nobles allows her to spot bullshit from a mile away. Despite her distinct lack of armor, her defense is excellent and she can take a lot of hits before going down.
Equipment:Yuel's main weapon is a greatsword that she has named Fluffy. There's nothing special about Fluffy aside from the name, it is well made, but still common grade. Her only armor is a set of steel pauldrons and bracers, both of which are also of common grade. She also has with her a hunting knife, which she uses for, well, hunting, rather than for combat. It is also of common grade.
Anything Else:Yuel tends to growl at people when first meeting them, or if she doesn't like them.
Member
teenangstlife,
Obscene Symphony,
Inertia,
Supermaxx,
Lyla,
Lugubrious,
mickilennial,
Bartimaeus,
Vec,
Lemons