<hr/><strong>CC APPROVED:</strong>Yes<br/><strong>SHEET APPROVED:</strong>No<br/><strong>PLEASE CHECK:</strong>Yes<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/de/Buyo.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>BUYO STONECREEK</strong></span>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2459524)<br/><hr/><em>Race:</em>Halfling<em>Class:</em>Aquakineticist Kineticist 4<br/><br/><em>Brief History:</em>Buyo was born on a merchant's ship during a massive storm that sunk the vessel. When the ship didn't arrive as planned seekers were sent out but it was almost a month before the location of the sinking was found with her as the only survivor. A sea elf by the name of Te's had found the squalling babe and nursed her alongside her own recently born one. What could be salvaged of the ship was and the babe was returned to her aunts and uncles to raise. For the most part she had a good childhood raised by the halfling community instead of her parents, her endless fascination with all things related to water aside. During her teen years she developed a bit of a notoriety among her peers as puberty came early and beat her hard while her affinity with water grew to a supernatural degree. With water dancing about the air at her direction it didn't take long before she was allowed to join in dealing with minor pests such as rats in the cellars and goblin nests setup near the port town.<br/>When she was nineteen she left the town with the blessings of her kin, her travels were by foot at first to see the things sailors didn't tell tales about. It was during her travels that she relaxed and let herself enjoy the things that always seemed to worry her kin when she slipped, the little water manipulator's dark humour growing even as she sought out creative ways to fight. To this day her favorite fight was when she was crossing a vast desert and came upon a group of bandits planning on waylaying an oncoming caravan. The fight was rough by herself and she almost lost but on winning left the bandits for the caravan to find, each one having died of drowning in the deep desert miles from any water.<br/>Once she reached the coast beyond the desert she surprised the port folk by walking into the water and never coming up, they just brushed it off as a suicide but she had simply taken off beneath the waves. For months she traveled shifting from beneath the waves to upon the shores as fancy struck her until she heard of a whole new land to see and explore.<br/><br/><br/><em>Brief Personality:</em>Bubbly, bouncy, and cheerful with a fondness for dark jokes and being free to do as she wishes. She can be serious when the time comes for it but don't expect it to last and vary rarely will she even pause to consider the sea, lakes, rivers, or anything of the sort as a danger at all. At least when it's not under her command. She enjoys most things ranging from the thrill of the fight to the calm, quiet of untouched coral grotto's.<br/><br/><br/><em>O/O:</em>Cuddly and a fair bit submissive she enjoys the pleasure sex can bring. She's developed an interest in being bound and dare she say used but actual abuse sets her to fighting back with lethal consequences. Clothing to her is more an annoyance then something to flaunt as most fabrics get waterlogged something fierce and her constant swapping from land to see isn't very nice to materials.<br/><br/><br/><em>Adventuring Party:</em>Currently Seeking a Party<br/><br/><em>Connections</em><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="square"> Friends met upon her travels</li><li type="square"> Lovers from one night stands to folk who's bed she warmed during boring caravans.</li><li type="square"> Family ranging from relatives from the port of her youth to her sea elf 'brother' and 'mother' whom she still visits from time to time.</li></ul><br/>