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Aug 27, 2018 20:07:15 GMT -5

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Post by Cunoan on Aug 27, 2018 20:07:15 GMT -5

Cunoan

It shall be done

general info

CLASS Rogue	GENDER Female
AGE 24	RACE Human (Chasind)
ORIENTATION Homosexual	OCCUPATION Tracker

appearance

With raven hair and fiery hazel eyes, Cunoan is not of atypical appearance for her kind. Indeed, many such Chasind bear the same features. Somewhat lithe, yet still notably muscular, she is clearly built for the rough life that she had been born into - doubly the one she currently lives. Although the tribal nations of the land tend to paint themselves a blinding white and a stark blue, this is atypical for her; she instead lives mostly unpainted and only on special occasions might apply the standard cultural fare. She is otherwise quite pale on her own merit, which once again is not that surprising from any tribal folk.

Cunoan wears, as one might expect, more-or-less standard Chasind clothing. Consisting of thigh boots with soft soles, well suited for trudging and feeling with one's feet and likewise for not click-clacking with every sensitive step. In short, well-made for quiet, multi-terrain work like tracking and hunting. Over this is a faint, yellow-green leather tunic, often smelling of forest, beast, and sweat. On her arms are long, black gloves, both fingerless and cut off at the base of each except the middle fingers, which are cut much higher up the finger. A leather collar-like choker is her only proper accessory. Her long, untamed hair is usually bound up and braided to keep it under control and out of the way. She may or may not wear a fur cloak, as per convenience, but can keep herself warm with traditional anti-freeze salve.

personality

POSITIVE

- Stoic
- Noble Savage
- Determined
- Calm
- Flexible

NEGATIVE

- Unemotional
- Filthy Barbarian
- Insistent
- Quiet
- Loose

Many have rumor of the barbarian philosopher. Often filled with a mixture of cynicism and stoicism, and with heaping doses of pragmatism; they live simply, do as suits them in the moment, and try not to think too hard about things. Cunoan fills this role excellently: a true credit, or perhaps burden, to her tribe. She avoids forming any particular attachments, but can be highly cooperative depending on her perceived wants, needs, and mission at any given moment. This is not a defense mechanism, nor a particular quirk of some horrid past - nay, it is simply her nature, that of a wanderer, a mercenary, a bounty hunter, whatever jobs she may take on. There is an exploitable soft spot, however; nobody could be so truly emotionless as she likes to have others believe she is.

history

Born in the wild, swampy buttcrack of the civilized word, Cunoan lived a fairly typical Chasind life. Hunting, feasting, tracking, selling stock in nearby villages, terrorizing trespassers, it was a pretty decent life. All was fine and dandy in this tribal life, not glamorous but making do consistently. Then, everything changed when the Darkspawn attacked. Only the Grey Wardens, masters of all 3 classes, could stop them; but, when the world needed them most, they vanished. In fear and not a little disgrace, Cunoan's tribe was forced to flee their homelands for the north to escape the oncoming blight. They settled in a village as refugees, to wait the whole situation out. A doomspeaker, a Chasind like themselves, spouted omens of what was to come, each and every day he yelled of impending damnation. It was unnerving.

The march of the Blight was relentless, though, and caught up with them at Lothering. Fleeing the burning remains, the 14-year-old girl would never see her parents again. Putting her skills to use, she evaded chaos until the end of the Blight. Now an orphan, an exile, Cunoan did the only thing she could: she put herself to work. Starting initially as a hunter, or perhaps a poacher, she moved up to being a scout, and then a mercenary and a bounty hunter. There was little that could escape her sight when she set her mind to something. It was in these varied travels that she met Lenavel, a poor girl begging for any sort of relief and too scared out of her wits to deal with usual people or with crowds. Cunoan's tribal appearance and strange customs put the elf at ease, though, and the two bonded. Somewhat.

Carrying Lenavel around the country, Cunoan sought a more permanent solution. Someone to properly take care of her like she never could or would be able to. This is, at least in part, why they have come to Haven on this day; with the many travelers passing through the town, there was bound to be a proper solution. After all, security had to be acquired for the important meeting there. Such things don't just happen on their own.

sample

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ooc info

☆ NAME

sidc

☆ OTHER CHARACTERS

Lenavel

☆ FACE CLAIM

Maxim Roy

THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO sidc.

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ

Edited Aug 27, 2018 20:27:13 GMT -5 By RollForBluff

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