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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Fiona Enters the Tavern

Fiona had been traveling for weeks. She had gotten lost during a bad storm seeking shelter. She was forced away from the river she was using as a landmark to navigate by. The storm had dropped a lot of water all at once and the slow-moving river had quickly turned to rapids with water rising along its banks. Fiona didn’t want to be caught in a flash flood and had moved away from the river in case it flooded. She had finally found a cave in some rocky foothills to take shelter in. She had set up camp in the dark dank cave and was grateful when she finally got the wet wood to catch that she had picked up along the way once she had spotted the cave. The fire at least dried out an area big enough for her to set out her sleeping roll. She made herself a quick dinner of stew using some of her dried jerky and lentils she carried with her. Once she had eaten and cleaned up she had snuggled down for some sleep.

Fiona had awoken the next day. Looking out the cave entrance confirmed the day had dawned sunny and bright. The sun would hopefully dry out the land quickly to make traveling easier. She quickly got ready for her day. She packed up all her gear and climbed to the top of the hill. She wanted to see if she recognized any of the landmarks around her. Her worst fears were confirmed as she looked east towards where the river flowed. A slash of mud and debris left a huge marks across the landscape. The river had flooded and had taken out the bridge she had been headed for. She would need to find another place to cross. She would have to find another bridge, a ferry, or a place she could ford across. She didn’t dare try fording across the river till it went down some. She would continue south in a parallel course as close as she could maintain to the river.

The following week her travels were plagued by heavy fog. She had trouble seeing where she was going. It was then she had managed to get completely lost. She had found herself in a forest shrouded with heavy mist. Shadows and gloom plagued her steps through the eerie forest. It lacked the sounds of animals and insect life which made it all the creepier. She seemed to stumble out of the forest into a glen where the mists lessened. She spotted the warm glow of firelight in the distance. She moved towards the light which slowly appeared to be a structure. She made her toward it. Structures meant people. Maybe they could help her find her way once more.

Fiona was unsure what kind of building she had found. It was large with at least two stories as far as she tell from the outside. It had a large porch. As she approached the entrance to the building. She caught a glimpse of the interior as the door shut just as she approached from someone entering. She thought she had seen a bar. It looked like a local tavern. She grinned she was due some good luck. She pulled open the heavy wooden door and entered the structure looking around on the small landing. She moved out of the doorway and paused to take a look around.

Fiona was short at 4 foot tall. She had long red hair that was braided in tight rows to pull it away from her face. It fell down her back in long soft waves. Intricate braids decorated with golden beads and jewelry created an elaborate hairstyle and adorned her long red beard. Fiona was young and beautiful for a dwarf. She was dressed in dwarven steel plated leather armor in dark brown. She had a wine-colored cloak on lined in cream colored fur. A large traveling pack with a bed roll tied to the bottom of it resided across her shoulders. A Warhammer hung from a wide leather belt around her waist. A few leather pouches and a dagger also hung from the belt. Her amber colored eyes flowed around the bar area as she tried to figure out the best place to get a drink. She began to make her way through the bar dodging around other patrons. She took a barstool away from the others and politely waited to see how business was conducted here.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Fiona Flamebeard

"I told you not to touch my beer!"

Appearance
Fiona is a dwarf. She is short at 4 foot tall. She has the stocky muscular build of a dwarf with the curves you would find on a woman. She has long dark red hair that has braids close to her face to keep it out of her way while she is fighting. It hangs loose down her back in curly waves. She has a nice full beard with elaborate braids decorated with golden beads and jewelry adorning it. She has dwarven tribal tattoos on her face in a dark brown color. She is quite beautiful by dwarven standards.

Fiona is wearing brown leather armor. The leather hugs her skin and is soft and fitted to her body. An elaborate dwarven steel chest plate is fitted to a heavier leather bodice that protects her torso. Heavy leather bracers with steel plates ride on her forearms. A skirt of heavy leather strips reinforced with decorative dwarven steel plates protect her legs. Heavy leather boots in dark brown leather come to her knee with a decorative steel plate down the front.

Fiona is wearing a large leather traveling pack with a bedroll strapped to the bottom of it. She is wearing a heavy wine-colored cloak lined in cream colored fur. The cloak is attached to her armor at the shoulders. A large medallion in gold with a symbol that looks like a stylized tree on it holds her cloak together around her neck. She is carrying a large dwarven steel war hammer. The same stylized tree symbol that is on her medallion is on her hammer.

Age:
45

Gender:
Female

Occupation:
Traveling cleric for the dwarven goddess Breanne. Breanne is a dwarven goddess of the harvest. Breanne is a goddess that provides blessings of fertility and a bountiful harvest. Clerics of the goddess Breanne travel dwarven lands spreading her blessings and teachings, collecting their tribute to the goddess of plenty. Clerics protect the tributes given to the temple.

Abilities:
Fiona is an acolyte of the Dwarven Goddess Breanne. She can provide her goddess’ blessings to others four times a day. She can call upon her faith in the goddess to repel the undead.

Skills:
Fiona is a skilled cleric and warrior. She is proficient in melee combat. Her preferred weapon of choice is her war hammer. She is stronger than she looks. Dwarves are short but heavy with muscle and dense. She can often be found in the middle of a barroom brawl. She is just as good with her fists.
Skilled Hand to hand fighter
Skilled in knives and swords
Skilled in pole weapons
Skilled Melee fighter

Fiona often travels great distances in service to her goddess. She can navigate and survive in the wilderness. She knows how to set up a camp, start a fire, and cook her own meals. She knows how to hunt her own food and scavenge what nature provides.

Personality:
Fiona likes to have a good time. She has never met a beer or alcohol she doesn’t like. That doesn’t mean she can’t get serious when the time calls for it. She is fairly easy going and laid back. But don’t disrespect her goddess, her beard, or her beer. These are sure ways to start a fight with her. She has her own quirky sense of honor and follows a code of conduct of sorts.

Biography:
Fiona is 45 years old. Dwarves often live to be over 350 years old and are considered mature at 50. Fiona is young and in the prime of her life. She was born in a small dwarven village in the Eborian mountains in the small village of Canibri. Her mother was a blacksmith and a well-known weaponsmith. She was considered a master artisan. People traveled to their small village to purchase her goods. Her father was a dwarven warrior that had served the local dwarven lord for a long time. Her father had retired not long ago. Her mother had made her weapons and armor and her father had taught her how to fight. Fiona was out seeing the world and traveling for adventure. She wanted to know what was out in the world before she got too old to travel.

Likes:
Beer or alcohol of any kind.
A good story.
A good tune.
A good brawl.

Dislikes:
Seeing innocents hurt.
An unfair fight.
Alcohol abuse: Good alcohol should never be wasted. That means disposed of deliberately such as being poured onto the ground.

Fears:
Spiders- They have all those legs and all those creepy eyes. I mean who likes spiders!

Weaknesses:
She can’t swim. Dwarves have very dense bones and body tissue. They don’t float. They just sink to the bottom.

Theme Song:
"Party Rock Anthem" by Released: 2011
Artist: LMFAO Album: Sorry for Party Rocking Featured artists: Lauren Bennett, GoonRock

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