Genkai

A Tale of Fantasy: Delight and Misery

Name: Mela Appearance: Age: 34 Origin: Drupali Class: Hunter and Merchant Skills: Stealth - She is able to move quickly through woods, she is flexible enough to leap, climb and hang upside down. Though due to her low levels of endurance and stamina, her stealth skills cost her a good deal of energy and effort. She is able to keep quiet and observe scenes from afar though her eyes will get tired and end up giving her headaches if she doesn't rest up during long adventures and foraging. Magic - spells/description coming Bargaining - Due to her travels across Drupali, she has collected information on the many merchants and other hard working citizens. In doing so, she has been able to use her information to get better deals with locals wherever she goes. Of course not everyone has a weakness for certain goods but Mela and her family are still known to have good quality items and as such, bargaining methods. Keeper of Lore - description coming Physical - Being a small framed woman, Mela is not in the best physical shape. She is flexible and small which can help her but in terms of muscle mass and defense and endurance, she is not very formidable. Still, she is quick on her feet and able to use bursts of speed to her advantage. Connections: Dante Fernshaw: Mela met Dante through her parents who were helping his own grow accustom to life at The Waterfalls. Mela and Dante spent their free time splashing around the ankle deep pools of water and climbing trees which gave them spectacular views of the enclosed forest around them. Over the next four years or so, they became good friends who took time to talk but also to be on their own to develop their own skills and hone their chosen specialty. Dante and his family soon moved away and this prompted Mela's parents to start traveling more frequently around Drupali to show their teenage daughter how to harvest, hunt, gather information and trade. Over the years she and Dante would cross paths for any number of reasons, still able to maintain their friendship through exchanging letters or having a beer somewhere lively. Sample: Stretched out before her was the large Twilight Expansion. It was a long wide but low area of grassy hills and valleys. It started off as yellow grass and then melted into orange and then red and then blue and purple and green. The gradient's transition was always flawless and breathtaking for any wanderer to stumble upon. Of course it also served as marker between Nah and Rubith, two large cities. Nah lay by the southeast side of Drupali while Bubith was more northern. In order to get to Dacara though, one could follow the Twilight Expansion westward and soon reach the center of Drupali that way, cutting through the surrounding woods to get to the largest lake and the country's capitol. Mela was on her way back from a small town in the Twilight Expansion. The town had only a handful of residents but it didn't generate much commerce which is where Mela came into the picture. After having been rescued by one of the town's monks, she felt indebted to them which was why she made the long three to five day trek (depending on the route and obstacles) to the town every month to help restock their supplies. As she continued to admire the sunset of colored wheat, she heard someone marching up behind her, the long strands rustling against leather and suede. "Hey Mela." Someone called out. It happened to be someone she had met along her numerous travels around Drupali. "I'm not surprised to find you here again." "Again?" Mela turned toward her, now looking at her old hunting companion, Urkwia. "You've been tracking me?" She smiled slowly, placing a hand to her hips, her frilly dress was something she wore, even when hunting and scavenging. It was a look that suited her dainty personality well. "On and off. We have to stick together after all." Urkwia commented. "How is your family? Still in The Waterfalls?" She asked. Urkwia was about five or six years younger than Mela but the two had a pretty good relationship despite the small gap in experience, they still aided one another and passed along any information they had gathered. What Mela liked most about the blue haired woman was that Urkwia could give her insight to the other countries. Mela had traveled them when she first left the next but she had been spending most of her recent years back in her home country of Drupali. She grew up in The Waterfalls, which were a series of large and small waterfalls located in the southern part of Drupali. They were private and remote but exported plenty of remedies and precious goods. "Yes." Mela replied and looked back out at the view. "I was heading back to the capitol though, I've gotten a summons from the King and Queen." She patted the leather messenger bag that was tucked against her left hip. Her younger friend let out a small sound of amazement. "I wonder if he's looking to purchase a large boar, they are in season." "I doubt that." Urkwia laughed softly and began to move down the small hill. "Good luck with that though!" She waved and continued the way she was going while Mela took a right and went the way she was going. As she walked, she thought about the recent events. Nothing urgent was coming to mind but she was certain if it were bad news, she would have gotten more than a vague letter asking her to come to Dacara's castle by the end of summer. And time was surely winding down. The silver haired woman kept trucking along, keeping an eye out for any herbs, berries or other natural goods or animals she could harvest or kill. In the back of her mind, she also went over any bounties she had heard about. None came to mind. So for the time being, Mela weaved her way through the growing forest, not needing a map as she knew the country like her own heart. It was dangerous like anywhere else in the world yes, but Mela had gathered plenty of skills, insight and connections to make her way safely and soundly.