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Sorry for my tardiness!

Alenia the Wounded


It was night when Alenia had arrived in Draydon, this “Ruby City” as it was deemed. Having just barely avoided the sealing of the gate, she was forced to march alone through the streets of Draydon at night blindly looking for an inn of sorts. Foolish yes, beyond foolish in truth. But she was exhausted from her long journey from Waterdeep, and wanted nothing more than a hot meal, a strong drink, and a warm bed to collapse into. She had no intention of sleeping on the cold ground for another night.

She had remained vigilant as she roamed the darkened streets, shield high at her side and hand rested on her sword pommel. It was not unknown to her that Draydon had its share of cutthroats and villains that prowled the night. Particularly the new thieves guild, or so she had heard. As the shadows around her darted and loomed, she cursed her own stubbornness as she felt she had been walking for hours with unseen eyes leering on her. And it was when she saw the flailing of a cloak in a nearby alley that Alenia began speed walking.

Frustrated, tired, and worried, she felt the urge to bang on someone’s door and ask for shelter for the night, but decided against this. She was a stranger, and armed to the teeth no less. A city plagued by miscreants would be wary of anyone like her intentions aside. Her heart soared with relief when she saw the shadowy shape of an inn and tavern sign hanging above. The Foamy Crown said the sign.

Without a moment of hesitation, Alenia entered the establishment, the squeaky door groaning at her hard shove. Stepping past a surly bouncer, her eyes took in the sight of the tavern. Despite the rather unkempt appearance, the place held a sort of homey air about it, and the fireplace and lanterns about gave it a cozy lighting. The place was rather empty, with less than a handful of patrons. The most noticeable of the lot being a rather large woman sitting alone at a table across the room, a Goliath warrior type. Alenia had encountered them in her past travels. Alenia also noticed a shadowy looking man at the bar, and rather hardy looking and well armed man having a drink alone.

No sooner had she stepped through the doorframe than a tavern wench approached her, asking if Alenia wished of anything. “Your best mead and a hot stew please. I would also like some bread and cheese, if you will.”
The tavern girl nodded and scurried away as Alenia approached the loan man. Relaxing herself, the moon elf woman asked ,”May I join you?” her pale skin reflecting in a lanterns’ light.

@Ghost Shadow
Post incoming very shortly ^.^
@Quaint Quasar@La Fleur Y'all wanna work on an intro post together?


We can meet in the tavern/inn. Strike up a conversation, etc. whatcha Think?
Gotcha! @Scrivener

Hey @Quaint Quasar, sorry I never replied in the interest thread .,. I would would be down for a melee-archery pair to join the Questers Guild.
I assume we are opening in the tavern at night?
So, I’m short, as in 4’11” short. I once for a Christmas prank had a friend help me mail myself to an ex boyfriend. I got down in a big cardboard box, we cut a air hole in the side, and covered all but my head with packing peanuts. She and another friend delivered me to him, and when he opened the box, I jumped out and screamed.

For a second I was panicking because I thought he was legit having a heart attack. Thankfully not though.
@Quaint Quasar@Rockin Strings Are we still doing a Triumvirate?

Also, will @Dark Light be part of our party?

Thirdly, I believe that both my and @Quaint Quasar’s characters are headed for the Questers Guild as is Rockin Strings’ (right??)? Are we going to instantly leap into the Questers Guild or what?

Because that non-guild related artifact hunt off the coast sounds interesting.


Character Full Name
Alenia “the Wounded”

Gender
Female

Race
Moon Elf (Or perhaps only half so? Her father was human and her mother was a moon elf.)

Height
6’0”

Weight
160 Lbs

Main Class
Warrior

Subclass
Weapon and Shield

Short Biography: Alenia “the Wounded” is a woman with a hard past. Raised by her father after her mother’s passing, Alenia grew up without a strong female figure in her life. Raised alone by her father, the captain of the guard of Baldurs Gate, Alenia was surrounded by voices of authority, strictness, and the brass world of military men. At the age of sixteen, the sheltered, socially awkward Alenia began training in sword play and studying military tactics, disciplinary manuals, and military etiquette. She even saved her coin to pay for an instructor.

Disheartened and infuriated by her fathers’ rejection of her joining the guard, Alenia left Baldurs Gate at age twenty-two and journeyed to Waterdeep. She enlisted in the city watch and five years later resigned, joining a local mercenary company, for whom she worked for yet again five years. Preferring the active and profitable life as a mercenary. However, when her employer was accused of treason against the city and jailed, Alenia resigned, the company whom she served having become corrupt and deplorable. Now, at age thirty-two, Alenia has once again left to start anew. Hearing of the “Ruby City” that is Draydon, she has come seeking a new beginning.

Personality Description: Alenia is what you might call a roguish noble. A woman of conviction and honor, yet not entirely polished and well-meaning all around. At the end of the day she watches out for herself and while she isn’t above having friends or companions, she is hard to impress. Alenia aspires for self-sustainment and purpose, though is not afraid to confront injustice. She is not one to betray or undermine, and is loyal without waver.

Why have you come to Draydon? Alenia seeks purpose and personal fortune alike. Serving for years as both a tight-lipped city guard and a brassy mercenary, Alenia has never felt any sense of purpose or duty, and certainly never has she had a fortune. She hopes to find both in Draydon as a free blade seeking a conviction.

Fighting Style: Favoring her short sword and shield, Alenia fights with an aggressive fire. She pummels her foes with heavy attacks, albeit energy consuming, and takes her time to recover amidst defense. When facing stronger foes, Alenia uses a more tempered approach, attacking more moderately and focusing more on defense, looking for counter attack opportunities. Though trained in archery and dual weapon wielding as well, she always prefers a sword and a shield.

Primary Armament: Steel Short Sword
Secondary Armament: Targe of the Wounded

Inventory Items
-Amulet of Torm
-Personal Journal
-Dwarven Compass
-Outdated Waterdeep City Watch Papers
-Map of the Sword Coast

Coin Purse: 200 Gold
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