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Character Name: Zarriia Ma'doc

Gender: Female

Height: Five foot six inches

Age: 200

Race: Drow

Birth continent: Avalon

Description: A sleek Drow. her skin is ashen grey with golden yellow eyes that would remind one of a bird of prey or some great cat. Her silver hair often is pulled back in a braid and coiled into a bun. With the typical build of a female Drow, narrow hips, thin waist. Slim and lethal. She keeps her chest bound by a corset. For her armor she wears a light mixture of metal and plate. A dark cloak with a deep hood to conceal her from watching eyes. She wears several pouches and small bags for trinkets on her belt.

"I must look my best, not to impress but to define. That beauty is best served deadly."

Personality: A diplomat, and survivalist. She will do what she must to survive, but she understands the need for respect to gods and other beings. Namely those of a greater and more lethal power than herself. She will avoid trouble if she can, as a survivalist, but if there is a good pay out Zarria will risk it. She also will not get involve in another's problems, less there is some pay out. But as a Ma'doc, she had a true love of history and learning. Uncovering the hidden truths. But she will balance the worth of history against her life and depending on her outlook, she could very well set her life aside.

"History, glorious history. Lost, forgotten. Waiting to be revived."

History/backstory: Born to a Drow family complete with matron and all typical things, Zarriia had a good education in the ways of the world. Her family is very philosophical and thus she was raised to be a diplomat. Complete with the subterfuge (Thievery, spying, and backstabbing) of the Drow. She learned the Courtly Graces of manners as to not get her head lopped off by Drow Empresses of Priestess. Her mother, Quarriia was rather big on manners and being the best. It didn't help she has younger sisters looking to dispose of her to get closer to a spot as the next Matron for the family. However, not close to being the first born she enjoys traveling rather than sitting about and waiting for a dagger in the back. Her father, mated to her mother till his untimely death by a jealous lover fifty years ago, taught her sword, bow, and spear. Insisting that if she was to travel it would be needed. Leaving home to escape the scandal and out of comradely for her departed farther.

Now traveling for the sheer joy of new horizons and to uncover lost legacies along the way. Zarriia was stunned to learn exactly how hated the Drow were on Titan and so quickly learned a Titan accent, shrouding herself in robes in the more populated areas of Titan, taking the disguise of a scholar. On the road or in places were some thorny armor wouldn't go amiss she keeps the mask of her armor up to conceal her Drowish heritage. Zarriia spent the last fifty years exploring Titan and learning about this new and previously unknown land. But trouble struck when she was forced to leave town quickly after a bit too public brawl broke out in a tavern. Taking a ship, the Drow meant to head North. Intent on more exploration but her ship was caught in a freak storm of nature and tossed about viciously. Now washed up on a beach and thankfully with her weapons and armor intact, she looks upon the legendary Crator Island and prays to Lloth that the legends are worse than reality.

"My father's dead, my mother lies, my brothers die, and my sisters smile and stab each other while pretending family love. Typical Drow."

Ect: Basic Equipment: Short bow, quiver of Bodkin arrows (25). Drowish short sword, 10 drowish daggers
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