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@TheDarkTemplar

I edited my Bio to mention that she was on a ship heading to Faren V, followed by some nondescript chaos, and the urge to escape it. I hope that's general enough to work.
Alright, with that in mind I finished my CS. I hope it's okay with you. Also I'd like to apologize in advance of my image seems too "Fantasy", I just felt it fitted Navera after reading what Qari looks like.

@TheDarkTemplar

I have some questions about the Qari race. I was hoping to make a spy for the Qari, is there any organization that she would be part of? Also what do Qari generally look like? From the description they remind me of hornless Quanari from dragon age. Lastly one of the gadgets I wanted my spy to have is a device that allows her to disguise herself as objects. This isn't just visual, but also affects other senses, so that animals can't simply smell her out and that while disguised she'd make "natural" noises, sound as leaves blowing in the wind. She's a very stealth oriented character.

Dulga Tarata


Inside the training room the ground was soft, like dirt, and there was poles coming out of the ground like trees. This place looked too artificial to be an actual "forest", but it'll have to do. "We'll start your off with a simple snare. It's meant to catch small game, but against people it can catch their feet and cause them to trip or even get them stuck. First you need an anchor." Dulga went over to one of the fake trees and snapped a branch off. It was only about six inches long, but she made sure to whittle the end so it was sharp. She snapped off another branch for Tomoe to use. "The anchor does not need to be long nor heavy. It just needs to be firm. Make sure there's a small notch or hook so that the rope doesn't slip off." Using just her fingers Dulga was able to carve a small notch onto the fake wood. but since Tomoe likely didn't have Dulga's massive strength, she also demonstrated that Tomoe could achieve something similar if she just shaved the wood off with the other stick. It took a bit longer, but eventually it'd match the same shape.

"Now you need to make the noose." For this Dulga and Tomoe would only use a bit of rope, twelve inches for the both of them. "I hope you know how to make a knot." Dulga created a small loop at one of the rope then put the rope through the loop. Dulga showed Tomoe the simple noose she made, putting her hand through it and tightening the rope around her hand. "When someone pulls on the rope, the rope tightens around their foot. Getting out of it isn't too hard, but for those who don't expect it it can give you the time to run or fight." Dulga could teach Tomoe a more complicated knot that's harder to get out of, but for now just the basics. Dulga then tied the noose to the fake wooden stake. "This is a very basic snare. Easy to make, easy to hide. All you really need is a bit of rope or wire. Tie it to something heavy or firm into the ground like a pole or a rock." Dulga took her snare and pushed the stake into the ground. Without any natural foliage to hide it it was pretty obvious. The rope also laid flat against the ground but Dulga had another trick for that.

Taking a much smaller branch off the fake tree, Dulga looked for an "L" shaped one and carefully positioned it under the rope. Dulga then demonstrated how the stick helped; when Dulga stepped on the stick, it raised the rope just enough to go over her foot, then Dulga continued stepping through and the rope wrapped around her ankle. "It's not foolproof." Dulga demonstrated this by simply yanking the trap out of the ground with her foot, kicking the snare off as well. "But it's a start. Now practice." Dulga took a few more sticks off the fake trees and tore some rope for Tomoe to practice with. With any luck she'll learn quickly and they can move onto more interesting traps.

@liferusher


Dulga Tarata


Rubbing the back of her head Dulga had to made another decision for herself and others. Should she just go off and do her own thing, or should she try and teach this girl a thing or two? Frankly Dulga wasn't sure what to do with herself since she wasn't going to be shooting at anything, and Tomoe wasn't interested in guns either. "There's nothing I can teach her." Dulga rationalized to herself. She wasn't just going to hang out with her if they weren't going to do anything. But then Tomoe smiled at her. That's when the trouble began. That smile. That damn smile. "Wait here." Dulga started walking back towards the armory.

In the end Dulga couldn't really just turn the girl down, less she just find somewhere else to go sleep at and waste both their time. So Dulga went to get some rope. Nothing fancy, just regular nylon rope you could get from a hardware store. Dulga was going to teach the girl something. "Hey. Follow me." Dulga pointed over to one of the empty training rooms. If this girl wasn't a fighter then Dulga could at least teach her how to make a few basic traps. Nothing too fancy, most of them consist of tripwires and snares, better used against animals. But Dulga knew how to size them up to work on people too. "I'm going to teach you how to make traps. At least this way you won't be completely defenseless."

@liferusher

Dulga Tarata


Sighing Dulga shook her head as she stood up from the bench. "This going to be another one of those people, isn't it?" Tomoe asked Dulga a few questions and generally came off as a rather lazy student. Dulga wasn't sure how she was able to pass the exam, without without a powerful quirk. Dulga really started to question the application process of Komei before she put her thoughts elsewhere. "Class isn't over yet. I'm in your class. And you're here to train."

Dulga put a hand on Tomoe's shoulder as she took a step back, this way Tomoe didn't end up falling on her face as she leaned against Dulga. She had worried that Tomoe might have been hurt but instead it seems like she was just lazy. "Go find a weapon and learn how to use it. Or talk to the teacher. Just don't go sleeping around during class. Or else you'll get into trouble." Dulga probably shouldn't baby this girl too much however. If she couldn't be bothered to train and improve herself, Dulga wasn't going to sacrifice her time helping her. Even if Dulga wanted too.

"I'm leaving now."

@liferusher
@Zeroth

I think you could edit it instead.

Dulga Tarata


Dulga put her guns away once more. She was feeling too frustrated to keep shooting. Perhaps if she could get some fresh air and hunt some game she'd calm down. But for now Dulga just felt angry that she still couldn't compare to her mother. As Dulga went to get a drink of water she did calm down visibly, merely scowling her eyes at everyone and everything. Anger messes up with her accuracy, and she knew this. Her mother taught her this. Perhaps the reason she did so poorly was because after seeing so many failures, Dulga started to attack more furiously, disregarding the precision needed to rebound her bullets off the surfaces. "I still have a lot to learn." Dulga decided that for now she should stay away from the range and find something else to do. Something to get her mind off her mother's shooting technique and her failure to emulate it perfectly.

As Dulga was looking around for something to help her heroism, she noticed an odd sight: A severed leg on the floor. Or perhaps it was just something laying down next to the bench. Considering the people in her class Dulga was certain that it could be one or the other. Still she did go see what the leg was all about when she noticed it shaking violently. Worried that someone was convulsing or suffering from a stroke Dulga went over to the bench and noticed a sleeping little girl. She wore the school's uniform but Dulga didn't remember seeing her in class. "Hey. Don't sleep here." Dulga stood over the little girl. Her voice was a bit too soft however. Dulga didn't want to attract any unwanted attention so she sat down on the bench and used one of her lower arms to shake the girl awake. "Get up. This isn't break time." Dulga used her other lower hand to lightly tap the girl on her cheek.

@liferusher
As Kyra and Brannor shot down the fleeing cultist, Kyra was ready to take another shot when she overheard the man grappling with Orchid that he wasn't a cultist, but a sellsword. Somehow this only made Kyra even more angry. Being driven by divine fervor was one horrible thing, but to lay waste to her home because you sold your principles for coin. Kyra was tempted to shoot this man right now. However she merely took her arrow out, ready to send it through his treacherous skull if he showed any sign of deceit. She was debating to herself if she'll even let him leave this grove alive. On one hand, while her teachings of Chauntea would encourage her to be merciful, Kyra could not forgive this man. And because she could not forgive him, anger filled her heart.

Kyra approached the man, arrow resting on her string, but not drawn nor aimed. She was, however, in the perfect position to execute him once all was said and done. Even if she ultimately doesn't, she wasn't going to give this man even a silver of hope. She wanted him to feel fear that his death would not be the worse thing she could do to him. And she was already thinking of all the horrible things she could do to him. "It is a shame. A cultist would know more about the people he follows. If you don't know anything about them, then you're food for the wolves." Kyra said, spite and hate clear in her voice.
@Hekazu

I'll post when I get home today.
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