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Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Soruha Harehk

@SilverPaw@Eisenhorn@VitaVitaAR

It was hard to deny the mounting excitement in Soruha's chest as the party approached the ruin. Of course, she was aware of the dangers of being too confident and all that jazz, but there was just an inherent thrill to this monster-slaying business, and given the lack of disastrous failures in her short tenure, it was difficult not to see this venture as another guaranteed success. Well, it helped to have a familiar face and a veteran on her side too. Oh, right, and the little giant, she was probably reliable enough, too.

Speaking of, at Rylia's question, the nem shook her head slowly. Nothing jumped out at her at the moment, beside the general lack of care given to the fort here. It made for an unpleasant scene, but at least there wasn't anything skulking around in the shadows. Still, before they brought out the lights, Soruha figured her eyes would help give them an edge. Time to go full adventurer mode, then.

Picking up her pace, Raven approached the gate, swiftly ducking against the wall and peering into the dark fort. As far as she could tell, the lacking decor did not hide any goblins. She wondered if they were smart enough to have laid any kind of traps though. Pitfalls seemed safe to rule out, but a wire to drop something sharp, or even just make noise, could be annoying. With a hand on the hilt of her trusty dagger Sparrow, and an arm draped over her mouth and nose to suppress the unpleasant air, Raven slinked past the missing gates, scanning mainly the floor ahead for anything they could inadvertently step on in the dark. If there were goblins, Raven suspected she would hear them first anyway.

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Soruha Harehk

@SilverPaw@Eisenhorn@VitaVitaAR

Soruha, seeming oblivious to Rylia's building anger before she presented her card, couldn't help but be smug over how great it was working out for her. The paladin soon introduced herself, with the nem pocketing the card and resume her super cool, mysterious projecting. It didn't occur to her that squatting on the chair, arms folded atop her knees wasn't helping with that image particularly well, but at least she wasn't there for long. With the little giant registering their little party for the job, they would soon move out.

Soruha didn't particularly have much to do before setting out, but a chance to get out of the packed building was most welcome. Everyone seemed to have something to do before they set off anyway, and without any extra equipment to grab from storage, Soruha decided she might as well wander the markets for a bit. Bidding the others a silent farewell with a raised hand, the nem set off to kill time, as she sometimes did.

These little excursions were usually fruitless - well, not entirely true, there was always something neat to admire and rarely afford, but her main reason for window-shopping all these stalls and shops was mostly an effort to magically stumbled upon a method or clue to removing this stupid ring on her finger. It figures that even a place as populous as this had yet to yield such a method, but on the plus side, her presence had become so well-known that a few of the shopkeepers were on quite friendly terms with her. The discounts that came with such rapport helped a fair amount, she was hardly rolling in cash yet. It was a bit of a shame that the merchants she got along with didn't have any dealings with relics at all, but hey, a free sweet on occasion was always nice, and was worth enduring the headpatting from the nice baker lady who seemed to consider her far more childlike than the nems' appearance suggested. A side effect of being seen so rarely in this part of the world, perhaps.

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With a bonus loaf of bread tucked within her cloak, Soruha now travelled with the others to this fort where the goblins apparently hid. With the sun setting, things looked... not too troublesome for Soruha herself, her eyes much preferred the veil of dark after all. Too bad the rest of her party weren't as gifted with sight, so they would need to illuminate the area and effectively advertise their presence. ...Of course, she didn't expect mere goblins to be able to challenge them anyway, but that was one less chance to be a mysterious entity of the shadows...

Nodding at Eustace's words, Soruha then tilted her head slightly when he rummaged around in his bag, and then produced an instrument and presented it to her. Surprised, she reached out and took hold of the flute. A signal...? Come to think of it, that should work, right? She'd yet to fall into a situation severe enough that she had to somehow call for help, but this was a simple solution to a hypothetical that the nem had put off thinking about. Raising it to her lips, she almost gave it a test blow before stopping; doing it now may just alert any nearby goblins a little earlier than desired. Instead, Soruha stored it away inside her cloak and grinned at Eustace, "thanks, I'll use it if I really need it. Don't count on it, though."

Her silent answer was accompanied with a thumbs-up. Their formation seemed set too; Soruha was suited for flanking opponents, so there was no objection there. Perhaps her agility would let her rack up the most kills as well? It'd be a nice endorsement if she could outperform the hundi adventurer at least, her mounting excitement only growing more obvious beneath the dark hood. A confident smirk on the nem's face as she awaited the signal to head out to that sorry state of a fort.

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Soruha Harehk

@SilverPaw@Eisenhorn@VitaVitaAR

Unlike her current companions, Soruha could not exactly detail her skills and experience in any appreciable manner. Of course, she had her handy little card that was placed on the table to identify herself... but she would have to rely entirely on her unquestionable aura of mystery and skill to convey her nimble style. Or have Eustace put in a good word for her, but the former option would surely be enough to prove Soruha's ability from sight alone!

The nem was not lacking in confidence, but still, hearing Renard so matter-of-factly rattle off his skills... yeah, she might be a super cool and awesome adventurer, but her experience was still incredibly lacking by comparison. Eustace she was much more familiar with, of course. And this little giant... was presumably a front-line fighter of some kind, and with an attitude on top of that. It was hard to imagine goblins being a struggle between the four of them, even in an open field Soruha was confident she could dispatch a group of them with little trouble. This job was bound to be super quick by her estimation!

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Soruha Habehk

@SilverPaw@Eisenhorn@VitaVitaAR

Well, despite the girl's grumpiness, she was at least sharing the listings. With Eustace and Renard soon joining, Soruha choose a seat for herself. With a nimble hop, the nem squatted down on her chair to look the jobs over for herself. Her writing of the language left much to be desired - seriously, how do these people consider such stilted writing to be functional?! - but her literacy was at least passable enough to read listings. Usually.

The hooded nem silently pondered the options, tilting her head slightly. She didn't have a lot of experience fighting the undead yet, it wasn't super pleasant, but Soruha found it unlikely to be too difficult. The listing for the missing ring had caught her eye at first, but the more she considered it, the less likely it seemed to be relevant to her own interests. It wasn't noted to be enchanted, just sentimental - of course, Soruha would like to see it reunited with the owner after such a long time, but she could only muster so much willpower when faced with the prospect of a spider swarm.

The griffin listing... was not worth considering, since someone just went and took it and went on their merry way. Well, that was just how things went sometimes, it wasn't like everyone at this table had laid claim to every sheet of paper upon it. Anyways, the last one of note was this thing with goblins. Between those and the undead, these two jobs seemed the best ones to go for. After a few moments' thought, she answered Eustace's query by tapping her finger on the goblin listing. This one seemed more imminently problematic, as opposed to probable-undead lurking somewhere.

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Soruha Habehk

@Eisenhorn@SilverPaw@VitaVitaAR

Soruha's lips curled slightly with pride as she pocketed her card. It was clear that her cool idea had worked magnificently as an introduction that maintained her mystery! Maybe her handwriting could use a bit of work, but with literally no other flaw to speak of, she was satisfied. Silently, she listened to the two friends' conversation, her eyes being drawn to the job board's growing rowdiness. ...Yeah, it was inevitable all that would happen. Someone went and tripped, causing a bit of a commotion. And a massive serpent lady was easily winding her way through the bodies that had no choice but to part for her, too.

Yeah, Soruha was really glad not to be caught in the middle of all that.

Well, a few adventurers had managed to snatch some of the jobs at any rate, including that angry little lady, who emerged from the crowd like she just escaped a hellish battlefield. She had several sheets in her hand, and with the board still being picked clean by ravenous adventurers with far too much height, it simply made sense to request any sheets that little giant didn't have need for. Too bad the 'request' part was annoyingly tricky for her.

Fortunately, Eustace seemed to be of similar mind, going by his discussion with Renard. Yeah, asking for some listings was much better than fighting over them, Soruha was in agreement. She nodded at Renard's suggestion, even if unnoticed, the nem already making her way towards the almost-normal sized (to her) knight.

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Soruha Harehk

@Eisenhorn@SilverPaw

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Soruha's head tilted upward slightly, hearing her alias called out suddenly. Entering the bustling Guild was Eustace, a familiar face that had began adventuring at the same time as herself. She wasn't sure they could be considered 'friends', but he was a dependable enough fellow, and pleasant to talk with besides. Well, not that they could really hold a proper conversation, but he didn't seem to find it too much of an imposition to speak to her.

Still, her inability to converse was as inconvenient as always, with Eustace's invitation leaving her little room to decline. It still seemed far too packed for her liking... but with a companion, it'd probably be easier to have space made as needed? And refusing would be less cool, and more extremely damn rude. Straightening her posture, the hooded nem silently followed after him, making sure to stick close behind. It didn't take Eustace long to find a friend it seemed, and as they exchanged some words, Soruha's eyes wandered. From her perspective, this really was a den of giants, and she could only hope no one assumed her to be a child following an older sibling around.

She could almost feel a kinship with the smallest of giants trying to access the job board, behind the wall of adventurers, watching with some amusement as she huffed and puffed, though her attention was snapped back when Soruha realised that Eustace was introducing her. Inclining her head, Soruha greeted the man apparently known as Renard, "good day, sir." As pointless as it was to speak, Soruha generally did so anyway - it would be a tad troublesome to find she had lost her voice, should the curse ever come undone. Might as well keep her vocal chords in use for the meantime.

With that said, she needed a way to at least get her name out there, and while Eustace could easily do that for her, it was best to handle things within her capability, no? Reaching into a pocket, Soruha produced a small slip of paper, raising it to show off the contents; 'Raven' written in blocky, wonky letters, almost like a child just starting to grasp the written word, very much unlike her native writing. Whether to leave no room for doubt, or simply to enhance the coolness of her alias, a crude drawing of a bird was included as well, a flat and unflattering representation of a raven - well, Soruha never claimed to be an artist. Beneath the hood, pride welled in her bright, red eyes, showing her makeshift card to Eustace as well.

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Soruha Harehk

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The guild was bustling today. Not exactly an uncommon occurrence, but it was a situation that often left Soruha in a bit of a strange bind.

Leaning against the guild's wall, near to the entrance, a tiny, child-sized figure had their arms crossed, a dark hood obscuring their eyes somewhat, watching adventurers enter and exit, or common folk passing by on their own errands. The sun was distressingly bright, annoying Soruha even with the hood to protect her eyes, but that wasn't quite her biggest issue at the moment.

It'd take a bit of time for the people inside to filter out, giving the nem enough room to at least make her way around the interior. Not that it was impossible right now, she just didn't want to resort to crawling between everyone's legs to reach the board or reception... and she'd also been told off already for trying more acrobatic means to manoeuvre around in such conditions. Her small stature made her more prone to being squished rather uncomfortably, or even just outright trampled, by all the giants that lived here.

A small smirk crossed Soruha's lips. It wasn't that long ago, she was wowed by seeing so many towering beings at once. Of course, she'd met plenty of humans over the years, but there was a difference between lone travellers, or even caravans, and seeing them all congregated in one mega-settlement like this! It was also apparent that, given her own people's rarity this far North, things were generally built under the assumption that adults were all at least twice her height. Really, having to buy 'children's' furniture is a dangerous knock to the image she's been building up as an adventurer...

Ah, her mind was starting to wander. Soruha leaned to the side a little, peering inside, as if doing so would reveal a surprisingly empty hall. Maybe she could at least find a table to sit at? Even if they were all occupied, someone shouldn't mind too much if she borrowed a seat... they might mind the lack of real conversation she could bring to the table though.

"Haaahhh, maybe I should just switch to night jobs after all..." Soruha sighed, her grumblings imperceptible to all. As a nem, she certainly would prefer working at night... but the overwhelming majority of adventurers and work were tied too strongly to daytime hours. Adjusting the hood slightly, Soruha could only remain awkwardly, projecting her badass, mysterious aura to all who cared to notice a child-sized figure wearing a black cloak in this heat.

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The Cool And Mystical Raven

• Name: Soruha Harehk. Goes by the mysterious and cool and awesome moniker of "Raven"
• Age: 19
• Gender: Female
• Race: Nem
• Rank: Iron

• Appearance: Sketch courtesy of Vita
• Standing at a towering 3”1’, Soruha’s general appearance does not stray far from the standard nem, with raven-black hair reaching her shoulders, a rather pale skintone, and bright, ruby-red eyes. Her clothing also tends towards blacks and greys, aside from her brown leather cuirass. The hooded clock is a vital piece, both for adventuring, and for helping shield her eyes from the sun during the day, and her clothing is otherwise generally light in nature.

• Personality:
• Stoic. Quiet. Mysterious. Truly the most accurate and truthful appraisal one could make of this roguish nem, surely. Indeed, while she may seem possessed of little words, Soruha is hardly an introvert, or even inclined towards loner tendencies. She certainly makes an effort to lean into such conceptions, but Soruha is very much a people person, and possesses a childlike curiosity when it comes to exploration... and extreme suspicion of any item that hasn't gone through several rounds of verification. Given her current circumstances however, she has deemed it easier to seem aloof - but totally super cool as well.
  
  In contrast to her (projected) demeanour, Soruha can easily get cocky, and riled up perhaps more so - with a surprising amount of pride in her capabilities, insulting them is a surefire way to earn her ire, possibly even resulting in deliberate silent treatment! And if she’s holding up well against a particularly tricky opponent, her swelling head will probably put an end to her good fortune without a guiding hand to keep her focused on the task at hand. Basically, for as much as she wants to be seen as a veteran adventurer, she is still quite green in the grand scheme.
  
  In more casual settings, Soruha can often be seen studying artefacts. Not out of an innate interest, but rather to hopefully solve her slightly annoying issue. After all, workarounds can only function so well, especially out on the field. Otherwise, you’re likely to find her occupying the comfiest corner of the local tavern, silently sipping the sweetest beverage they have and brainstorming cooler, more awesome techniques for battle. And wondering why so few seem to notice her cool, mysterious aura in such situations.

• Brief Backstory:
• Hailing from the desertous south, Soruha’s childhood was largely unremarkable. She played, she studied, she grew up… she had no real goal or dream to focus on, but that was fine with her, it was a simple enough life, she figured she might just become a merchant or a guide for travellers at some point.
  
  She’d heard stories of fae merchants from other nem that had ventured northward at some point, who sold goods of dubious quality, very much unlike what she was used to - a nem would never dare sell potentially dangerous items! At least not without a lot of warnings, and she’d never really seen wandering merchants come to their lands to hawk shady wares before, either. And so, at fifteen years of age, when a merchant was crossing the desert and stopped near her settlement, she took a look at whatever items he was offering, and became enamored with a lovely, silver ring with ornate, indecipherable inscriptions emblazoned upon the band. The cheap price and the merchant’s imminent departure led to an impulse purchase.
  
  It hadn’t been immediately apparent to Soruha that she was cursed the moment she put it on. From her perspective, nothing was amiss, she could hear herself perfectly fine… but soon enough, conversing with others soon proved inexplicably difficult, and the ring’s refusal to be removed from her finger eventually confirmed the issue; no one else could hear her voice. Well, not without screaming at the top of her lungs at least.
  
  About a year after this, Soruha decided to move north - finding that particular merchant would be difficult, but finding someone or something with the knowledge to help remove te stupid ring was a lot more likely in more populated places. Still, to fund her travel and eventual lodgings, she’d need to pick up some sort of work - between fighting off the occasional monster, and becoming intrigued by the new sights she came across on her way to Estival. By the time she got there, she had decided to become an adventurer, finding it best suited her goals and interests, and for the past two years, has been cultivating her image as a cool, badass rogue. Oh, right, and finding out how to undo the curse.

• Equipment:
  
  • Her trusty twin daggers, Sparrow (left) and Finch (right), lightweight blades suited for Soruha’s combat style.
  • A cursed ring, bound to Soruha’s left ring finger and the source of her troubles. The curse effectively lowers the volume of her voice to near-silence; those of exceptional hearing could still perceive her voice, but otherwise she is effectively mute in most situations.
  • A lockpick. It picks locks. Usually successfully, even.

• Skills:
  
  • Leveraging her natural agility and small stature, Soruha is quite adept at swiftly shifting her position, slipping into one’s blind spot to strike at weak points, avoiding retaliatory blows, and generally being a nuisance. She has a slightly easier time dealing with humanoid-shaped threats in this manner, but the distinction rarely matters - armour is the bigger issue for her. Whether steel or scale, Soruha generally lacks the power to punch through most protective materials. She also happens to work better in more enclosed spaces, utilising even the walls to affect her direction of attack.
  • Outside of combat, Soruha has picked up lockpicking as of late. Partly for the utility of unlocking new passageways in dungeons that happen to possess doors with a lock on them… and partly because she thought it would heighten her mysterious image.

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

There we go, finally got this done.

The Cool And Mystical Raven

• Name: Soruha Harehk. Goes by the mysterious and cool and awesome moniker of "Raven"
• Age: 19
• Gender: Female
• Race: Nem
• Rank: Iron

• Appearance: Sketch courtesy of Vita
• Standing at a towering 3”1’, Soruha’s general appearance does not stray far from the standard nem, with raven-black hair reaching her shoulders, a rather pale skintone, and bright, ruby-red eyes. Her clothing also tends towards blacks and greys, aside from her brown leather cuirass. The hooded clock is a vital piece, both for adventuring, and for helping shield her eyes from the sun during the day, and her clothing is otherwise generally light in nature.

• Personality:
• Stoic. Quiet. Mysterious. Truly the most accurate and truthful appraisal one could make of this roguish nem, surely. Indeed, while she may seem possessed of little words, Soruha is hardly an introvert, or even inclined towards loner tendencies. She certainly makes an effort to lean into such conceptions, but Soruha is very much a people person, and possesses a childlike curiosity when it comes to exploration... and extreme suspicion of any item that hasn't gone through several rounds of verification. Given her current circumstances however, she has deemed it easier to seem aloof - but totally super cool as well.
  
  In contrast to her (projected) demeanour, Soruha can easily get cocky, and riled up perhaps more so - with a surprising amount of pride in her capabilities, insulting them is a surefire way to earn her ire, possibly even resulting in deliberate silent treatment! And if she’s holding up well against a particularly tricky opponent, her swelling head will probably put an end to her good fortune without a guiding hand to keep her focused on the task at hand. Basically, for as much as she wants to be seen as a veteran adventurer, she is still quite green in the grand scheme.
  
  In more casual settings, Soruha can often be seen studying artefacts. Not out of an innate interest, but rather to hopefully solve her slightly annoying issue. After all, workarounds can only function so well, especially out on the field. Otherwise, you’re likely to find her occupying the comfiest corner of the local tavern, silently sipping the sweetest beverage they have and brainstorming cooler, more awesome techniques for battle. And wondering why so few seem to notice her cool, mysterious aura in such situations.

• Brief Backstory:
• Hailing from the desertous south, Soruha’s childhood was largely unremarkable. She played, she studied, she grew up… she had no real goal or dream to focus on, but that was fine with her, it was a simple enough life, she figured she might just become a merchant or a guide for travellers at some point.
  
  She’d heard stories of fae merchants from other nem that had ventured northward at some point, who sold goods of dubious quality, very much unlike what she was used to - a nem would never dare sell potentially dangerous items! At least not without a lot of warnings, and she’d never really seen wandering merchants come to their lands to hawk shady wares before, either. And so, at fifteen years of age, when a merchant was crossing the desert and stopped near her settlement, she took a look at whatever items he was offering, and became enamored with a lovely, silver ring with ornate, indecipherable inscriptions emblazoned upon the band. The cheap price and the merchant’s imminent departure led to an impulse purchase.
  
  It hadn’t been immediately apparent to Soruha that she was cursed the moment she put it on. From her perspective, nothing was amiss, she could hear herself perfectly fine… but soon enough, conversing with others soon proved inexplicably difficult, and the ring’s refusal to be removed from her finger eventually confirmed the issue; no one else could hear her voice. Well, not without screaming at the top of her lungs at least.
  
  About a year after this, Soruha decided to move north - finding that particular merchant would be difficult, but finding someone or something with the knowledge to help remove te stupid ring was a lot more likely in more populated places. Still, to fund her travel and eventual lodgings, she’d need to pick up some sort of work - between fighting off the occasional monster, and becoming intrigued by the new sights she came across on her way to Estival. By the time she got there, she had decided to become an adventurer, finding it best suited her goals and interests, and for the past two years, has been cultivating her image as a cool, badass rogue. Oh, right, and finding out how to undo the curse.

• Equipment:
  
  • Her trusty twin daggers, Sparrow (left) and Finch (right), lightweight blades suited for Soruha’s combat style.
  • A cursed ring, bound to Soruha’s left ring finger and the source of her troubles. The curse effectively lowers the volume of her voice to near-silence; those of exceptional hearing could still perceive her voice, but otherwise she is effectively mute in most situations.
  • A lockpick. It picks locks. Usually successfully, even.

• Skills:
  
  • Leveraging her natural agility and small stature, Soruha is quite adept at swiftly shifting her position, slipping into one’s blind spot to strike at weak points, avoiding retaliatory blows, and generally being a nuisance. She has a slightly easier time dealing with humanoid-shaped threats in this manner, but the distinction rarely matters - armour is the bigger issue for her. Whether steel or scale, Soruha generally lacks the power to punch through most protective materials. She also happens to work better in more enclosed spaces, utilising even the walls to affect her direction of attack.
  • Outside of combat, Soruha has picked up lockpicking as of late. Partly for the utility of unlocking new passageways in dungeons that happen to possess doors with a lock on them… and partly because she thought it would heighten her mysterious image.

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

If there's still space, I've been considering joining to. Probably will take a few days to get a sheet though, but thinking of going with a Nem at the moment.