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Name: Eloise
Age: 20 (Spring 19)
Gender: Female
Race: Witch
Job/Occupation: Apothecary Owner

Personality (Pros and Cons): Eloise is chipper and a bit mischievous, and always willing to help a friend out… though, she's usually the source of their problems in the first place. She never means any harm, but her penchant for trouble can sometimes rub others the wrong way. She has a bit of a sadistic streak, in that she enjoys watching people squirm, and doesn't always know her limits. Nonetheless, she is always upbeat and if she happens to be in a bad mood, you won't know it.

Back Story/ Other Info: Eloise is one of the newer members of town, having blown in one day a couple months ago and setting up shop. She never talks about her past (or really… anything to do with her personal life) but has enjoyed her life in the new town thus far. She sells all sorts of remedies and potions in her shop, from medicines to relaxants to just about anything you can think of to put in a bottle and sell for a price.

Though her specialty is medicinal magic, she also has a hidden talent for destructive magic – wind and ice tend to be her favorite, though she won't shy away from fire. She tries to avoid the wilderness outside of the town as monsters seem to hate her… no matter what she does, they'll growl and glare at her, if not outright attack her. Because of this she tries to stay away from farms as well.
Ok, well if this is still happening, I'm interested. I'll keep an eye on the thread to see if it gets life again, as this RP seems pretty interesting.
Kat doesn't have the patience for this bullshit XD
Well well, the beggar had a vocabulary. Acutely aware of the growing tension in the room, Kat kept her face calm and raised an eyebrow at Ernst.

"It won't be the only threat you have to worry about if you don't shut up and sit down." Her voice was emotionless and smooth, never betraying her nerves. "Whatever it is, it's here for a job just like the rest of us." Kat glanced back over to the dog… warrior… thing. She thanked the gods for Hel if only because his company had desensitized her to razor-fangs and abnormal beasts. "Welcome to our merry band," she deadpanned, eyes catching the cloaked newcomer who had snuck into their ranks.
Let no one say that Kat hadn't mastered her poker face. She certainly had a need for it when a talking dog and a goblin, of all things walked into the tavern. Kat was beginning to rethink her decision of leaving Hel in the woods. Sure, she was proficient enough with her daggers, but she'd certainly be outclassed in a fight if the other participants were the people gathered here.

But of course, it wouldn't do to have everyone else know that.

"Yeah yeah, we're all very deadly and noble and all that," she drawled, rolling her eyes. "If you're done with your pissing contest, could we pretty please get back to business?" Gods above, was this who she'd have to travel with? Kat wasn't sure they'd make it through the night without killing each other, let alone go on a quest to the Spine together.
Fine with me
I'm interested too
Haha, you'd think Kat would know not to dismiss people so easily… especially since people tend to do the same to her.
"Look, it'll be an hour, tops," Kat whispered to the unusually large snow leopard. Hel gave a snort. He didn't like it when she went into towns without him. He butted her head with his snout and Kat rolled her eyes. "I can take care of myself, okay? Just stay here. If I run into something I can't handle, I'll give a yell." Honestly, for a giant man-killing carnivore, Hel was worse than a mother hen.

Turning away from his watchful stare, Kat left her companion hidden in the forest outside of the small village of Toruka. As far as villages went, it looked fairly normal: small buildings that had fallen into varying states of disrepair, beggars littering the streets, an eerie quiet that spoke of distrust and suspicion… just another village that had suffered in the depression. As her steps cut through the night's silence, she couldn't help but think of what would've happened had Hel accompanied her like he wanted to. She couldn't imagine the villagers would appreciate a giant snow leopard parading through their streets.

Kat ignored the few people she passed on her way to the tavern – though they certainly didn't ignore her. Even without Hel by her side, she attracted attention. The one-armed girl with dark skin and silver hair… she was used to the stares she received, and thanked her luck that no one actually tried to talk to her. The tavern finally coming into view, Kat heard an old church bell ring, and counted out nine ringing notes. She was right on time, then.

Raising her hand, she pushed open the old tavern's door and walked inside, head held high. She knew what she would look like, signing up for a job like this. If she didn't at least walk with purpose, she'd never be taken seriously. Glancing around, she saw the one occupied table in the room and made her way over to it. She stood above the various people sitting down and leaned her right side against the wall, putting her hand on her hip. Kat ignored the boy who had spoken – he looked like one of the beggars she had passed on her way in – and glanced around at the other patrons. After evaluating everyone, she turned to who she assumed was the one who had put out the offer.

"You've got a job for us, then?" she asked the dwarf.
I'm interested in this.
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