​<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/660613930623959117/664537002762305555/image1.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Brianni LaRue<br/><strong>Player:</strong>Cirus<br/><hr/><strong>Race: </strong>Mostly Human, with elven somewhere back there<br/><strong>Age:</strong>30<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Bisexual<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>180<br/><strong>Height:</strong>5'9"<br/><strong>Hair: </strong>Black<br/><strong>Eyes:</strong>Gray<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Mercenary Rogue, alchemist<br/><hr/><strong>Specialties:<br/></strong><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Lore</li><li>Alchemy/li] <br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Traps, locks and other mechanics of secrecy</li><li>Either through teaching, alchemy, skill or sorcery LaRue has a knack, a spontaneous ability, to get out of tight situations. It is an improvisation that has cost many dearly.</li><li>Melee combat</li><li></li></ul><hr/><strong>Personality:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Brianni LaRue lives for the mission. The attainment of a goal or item on contract. Taught by the sorcerer Orleon Templeton, she is an expert on items of both precious and eclectic value.</li><li>She carries herself quite seriously, though rumors exist of a strange cloaked and relaxed lifestyle in the myriad taverns and inner courtyards of Rivermoon. </li><li>Carrying numerous scars on a face, LaRue will not cover her face nor talk about said scars. </li><li>Keeping her loyalties close to her, Brianni will protect someone only if it is part of the contract.</li><li>LaRue holds a deep rage, that she wears on her face, and a resentment those that are entitled. Thus she is the bane of the grand Oaken District. </li><li>While she much preserves to work alone, if the contract calls for she will work with others. <br/></li><li>She has a curious affinity, at times sadistic, for blades and poisons</li></ul><br/><hr/><strong>History:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Nothing has escaped the lips of many about Brianni LaRue. While some have seen her hard-drinking in the shaded taverns of Rivermoon's Caid District, other swear she was born in a brothel's sweaty and bloody bed.</li><li>Regardless of the tales, one thing is true- the scars on her face. Memory serves many well on the night LaRue got into a bar fight with a pushy drunk and got a flagon in the face and flung out into the gutter.</li><li>Discovered by the drunk dwarf C'ang DerrThorn and taken to Orleon Templeton, his employer; Brianni started on a new life, a mercenary and rogue of extremely needful things. Often times needed by Templeton himself.Thus she will drink and even relax around sorcerers and dwarves.</li></ul><br/><br/><strong>Relationships/Connections:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><em>Cang DerrThorn (comrade in arms)</em></li><li><em>Orleon Templeton (teacher and employer)</em></li></ul><br/><hr/><strong>Additional Details</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Brianni wears obsidian armor that holds many of her improvisational 'solutions'. It is riddled with pouches, slips, folds and compartments.</li><li>LaRue, dutiful to her work, carries a array of melee weapons including swords and an occasional small crossbow for sudden surprises or opportunities.</li></ul></li></ul>