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...fizzles and pops as sodie pops are wont to do!
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The Sodie Pop
  • likes high fantasy.
  • likes D&D and Pathfinder.
  • totally rolls some dice.
  • plays MTG.
  • is older than some yet younger than others.

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Frau S shrugged, but smirked at Red. "Awww~ You don't like frantically fighting slimes a higher level? And here I thought you had guts~"

Looking around she began, "I think we lost—No there they are." The dark elf pointed at Soap and Adrian emerging from the town zone.
If people are in. My replies won't be super fast.
@The OneI'm getting caught up on all of my responses, so expect something today or tomorrow.
@medalliahSorry I didn't realize. I have two days off I'll get caught up.
lol Did not see you post first. Let me change a few sentences of mine.
Her journey started simple: a scrap of parchment from the gristly tavernkeep of the quaint village of Dalerrik listing resources to keep a keen eye for. Though, she was warned of unrest within the Haran Valley, as something disturbed the wildlife therein. The petite woman shrugged, not overly concerned for she wandered the lands far and wide—much more than any of the villagers could deign to boast. As long as she exercised due caution, there was little for the lone ranger to fear.

So, with paper in tow, she made her way into the wooded Haran Valley. A cool fog clung to the woodlands, obscuring some of the environs, though it hardly halted her progress. Each step careful, avoiding fallen branches and rustling brambles. Aksinya moved silently with the ease of many years and many forays into the untamed wilderness.

Ignoring the delicate footprints of a young deer, she instead knelt beside a patch of flowers and wild weeds. Some were medicinal, others poisonous. The petals of the flowers in question, would serve well as a dye—one of the requests on the parchment. Regardless, she unsheathed her dagger and slowly, deliberately unearthed the various plants, packaging them within one of her leather satchels before moving on.

It took her a while to realize that the call of the birds was not quite normal. 'Twas emphatic and frantic. Something surely ruffled their feathers most unpleasantly—

The roar of a mighty beast, not one she could place, left her crouching low in search of something monstrous or otherwise dangerous. The birds fell silent and scattered. Once able to verify that nothing, immediately, was about to barrel into her face, Aksinya rose and heaved a sigh most exasperated.

For she needed to at least identify the threat so close to Dalerrik; her conscience compelled her.

Notching an arrow to her bow, she stalked toward where the roar first came, her steps light yet full of purpose. Yet she needn't traverse far, as she quickly came into view of a massive red dragon—such creatures still breathed?— huddled within the wide maw of a cave. How she prayed the fog kept her concealed!

It took her many moments to take note of the multitude of seemingly fresh wounds marring his, she assumed, form. In the back of her head, she pondered the little she knew of dragons. Were they all violent? Were they wise? Would her arrow even pierce the thick hide?

Likely, she ought to head back as the information alone proved serious—much more than the simple villagers first assumed, for sure.


Name: Aksinya Ignatiev
Gender: Female
Age: 25+
Species: Human

Appearance:
Aksinya is petite, mostly due to a childhood illness stunting her growth, standing no taller than 4'10" (147cm). Her hair is platinum blonde and generally tied away from her face. Her eyes are bright blue and quite piercing, though the color is very common in her homeland of Adnastrana. Normally, she wears a simple brown cowled cloak over basic leather armor—intended for a wide range of mobility. She favors a recurve bow and also sports a dagger.


Personality:
By nature, she is a loner—preferring to explore the lands and finding new experiences. However, she is by no means a heartless person. Rather, she can not stand idly by if she encounters someone in danger. She believes in upholding the greater good, but she is quite content to live her life humbly.

She is reserved and taciturn, mostly due to the fact that she spent majority of her life alone with her parents.


Bio:




Friends:
In places that she traveled to, she might know several people by name—though closer to acquaintances than friends.


Family: Dalibor and Evgeniya Ignatiev (deceased)

Sentimental Attachment: Her parents.

Other:
She is skilled with foraging, basic first aid and folk remedies, tracking, and stealth. As her illness technically still afflicts her, she always makes sure to have medicines and tonics—either purchased or crafted by her hand—on her person.
I am interested. Making humorously dysfunctional characters is one of my favorite things.
@King RavnicaAs I play Pathfinder and MTG, I know we will get along. :D

Nice to meet you.
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