<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/PenanceTiefling.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8d/TanyaDnD.jpg)</div><strong>PLAYER NAME:</strong>Tanya<br/><strong>MAJOR:</strong>Visual Arts<br/><strong>FROM:</strong>San Francisco, California<br/><strong>CHARACTER NAME:</strong>Penance<br/><strong>CHARACTER DESCRIPTION:</strong>Male Glasya tiefling celestial warlock<br/><br/>Tanya had been shuffling around in her portfolio folder when Eduardo began his speech. She could read the room well enough not to launch into a raucous "WE PLaY DuNGEoNs aNd drAgONs!" chant, and instead found herself quite enthralled with Eduardo's description of the frigid northern reaches of the Sword Coast. A shiver genuinely ran down her spine when he introduced Auril the Frostmaiden, and her eyes slowly roamed over the horned owl figure on his DM screen.<br/><br/>She inhaled slowly as she put herself into Penance's mind, arriving in Icewind Dale for reasons of his own, and being faced with the uncompromising cold of the region. This was it. This was her moment. Time to show her new friends what she could do.<br/><br/>Her eyes were certainly on Nick as he related his character. A slow smile spread across her face as she built up an image of Frost in her mind's eye, and she drummed her fingers quietly against her portfolio as he spoke.<br/><br/>Like Eduardo, Tanya had not realized that Billie was homeschooled. It didn't show... or maybe it did, now that she thought on it. Billie did seem to be lacking a certain confidence. She peered at Amaranth's picture while Billie described her, her eyes darting around to match the description to elements of the picture. Her fingers touched her own cheek when Billie described Amaranth's scar.<br/><br/>Sam seemed to lack the same lack of confidence as Billie, but when she started weaving the description of her character, it captured Tanya's full interest. Her name alone elicited a soft gasp from her, and she moved her lips in an attempt to commit the names to memory. The quality of Sam's voice acting didn't seem to bother her, as she assembled the story in her mind. A barbarian from a noble family, drawing rage from their magical heritage? Amazing. She<em>definitely</em>had to draw this character.<br/><br/>And now it was her turn. Tanya was certainly not lacking for confidence, nor was she ever burdened by the possibility that any of her ideas might be bad. "Hi, I'm Tanya! I'm from San Francisco, and I'll be playing Penance, the tiefling." She held up a few hand-drawn pictures of her character, one in a dynamic combat pose, one with him relaxing in a tavern, and one kneeling with his eyes closed, perhaps in prayer. "He has brown hair, red skin, and a pair of red horns sweeping back from his forehead," she continued, miming the position of her character's horns on her head. "He used to have solid black eyes, but since he made a pact with the celestial paragon Faerinaal of the Court of Stars, his eyes have turned a solid gold instead. He's been wandering along the Sword Coast for a while now, making trouble and breaking hearts - he's very handsome, and very popular with the gentlemen, if you know what I mean - but he's trying to turn over a new leaf now, to be worthy of his patron. He's very light on his feet, and fights with a pair of daggers and a crossbow."<br/><br/>She beamed happily, glad to have captured her concept out loud. "And he has his trinket, and as for secrets... yes to number 1, no to number 2," she said to Eduardo.