Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers
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				Title: <strong>Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>25-06-2021, 00:45:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b1/Every1sAHero.png)</div><br><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Characters and NPC's for Everyone's A Hero!</strong></span></div><br>The place for retired or missing Adventurers.&nbsp; You can always unretire a character if you wish to come back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>25-06-2021, 00:46:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/B106A31.png?2)<br><div align="center">Full picture, includes some cock (https://i.imgur.com/GxCKpG5.png)</div></div><strong>Name:</strong> Maven (insert some demonic gibberish here. Her last name sounds roughly like the sound of nails dragged across a blackboard.)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Demon of the bovine family<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Apprentice carpenter<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bisexual - Hey, if it moves, right?<br><strong>Ons:</strong> (pretty much everything here involves both giving and receiving, unless stated otherwise)<br>Anal, vaginal, oral, stomach bulges, large amounts of cum, bukkake, rough sex, outdoors sex, sex in water, erotic/revealing attire.<br><strong>Offs:</strong> if it belongs in a toilet, keep it away. Other than that, most things are fair game.<br><strong>Favorite Mode of Attack:</strong> Punch into shape, The ancient demonic blacksmithing technique, leveraging their natural flame-retardant skin and hard bones to form metal into complex, beautiful weapons. Unfortunately, Maven's hands weren't flame retardant, so she couldn't pick that path. She instead uses those same techniques for carpentry. At least she doesn't have to carry a saw around to cut plank. There's a lot of ugly buildings she's had her hands on. A stylistic choice, she'd argue.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Overhead swi- Hammerhead throw!:</span> A big overhead swing of her carpenters hammer. Maven has had brighter moments than buying tools from the discount-bin of a blacksmith with tentacles instead of arms - It's terrible, and the head of the hammer flings off about half the time. Hammerhead has to be picked up again and refitted before re-use. Maven refuses to admit it's just a bad hammer and adamantly states it's a multi-tool.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Pocket nails!:</span> Throws a handful of pocketed nails at the target. She's not a particularly good throw, and her clothes don't have any pockets. She can't afford to carry more than one pocket of nails with her, metal's expensive! So she insistently picks them up again after use.<br><br><strong>Height:</strong> 6'1"<br><strong>Build:</strong> Somewhere between toned and muscular.<br><strong>Description:</strong> Tall and proud, with a pair of floppy ears that react with what she's saying. Rough, calloused hands from working. Adamantly states that wearing more clothes would boil her to death, truth be told she just doesn't particularly like clothes. Typically wears a cock-ring when getting down and dirty, she's a bit of a quick-shot, the ring helps with that.<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Stubborn, proud, confident - Particularly in her own work, a little flirty<br><br><strong>Story:</strong> Born to a family of demonic blacksmiths, Maven found herself kicked out of her home more or less as soon as she could walk. Her father was a one-track man, the type who cared about one thing, and nothing else. That was blacksmithing. The technique of steel-punching had been passed down for generations, but very unfortunate for Maven, she was born without the flame-retardant skin on her hands, so it became something of a problem to punch hot steel to shape. She ended up in Amberdale and briefly apprenticed at the blacksmith, but got the boot when she refused to use tools, stating they were for the weak, and instead burning her hands over and over again. Not really wanting to go back on the road, she found work with the carpenter instead, who'd instead praise her effectiveness, stating that she cut wood faster than anyone else.<br><br>Probably a benefit that he was half-blind.<br><br><strong>Player: Lynnette</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>28-06-2021, 16:47:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/efsHSqo.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Gruemug Balsam<br><strong>Race:</strong> Satyr<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Soothsayer and alchemist /Villager as a Quest giver<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Omnisexual<br><strong>Ons :</strong> Meek-looking creatures, horned monsters, shiny objects<br><strong>Offs :</strong> Murder/Death caused by violence, scat, gore, vore, anal<br><strong>Favorite Mode of Attack:</strong> <br><br>[Hoof stomp] Steps on the toes of his enemies. If they have toes.<br><br><em>[Bonk]</em> Hits his enemy with the butt-end of his axe-head<br><br><strong>Height :</strong> 6 '1<br><strong>Build :</strong> Lean , athletic<br><strong>Description :</strong> Soot-coloured skin with markings given by forest druids. Gruemug is considered young despite his looks. He has lived only half a century. A pacifist, he rarely raises his weapon on others.&nbsp; Dresses like a tanner, probably cause he bonked a tanner in the head along the way to Amberdale.<br><strong>Personality :</strong> Pacifist, pescatarian, rambunctious <br><br><strong>Story :</strong> Gruemug makes a living as an oddball disciple of different methods of divination. He lives inside a giant, hollowed out Cupressus tree where he plays his flute to attract them noob adventurers. He frequently gives quests to adventures to help him hunt for game that he would later use for haruspication, his favourite method of divination. He likes rainbow trout, fresh from the river. The satyr's clan first made contact with the pioneers that settled into what turned into Amberdale but, he wasn't born yet. He just likes stating that fact because it makes him feel part of antiquity.<br><br>Gruemug has a small vegetable farm wherein he grows various greens and beans. He doesn't actually knows who owns the land, he just grows his stuff there.<br><br><strong>Player: TurtleInTheSheets</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>28-06-2021, 16:49:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/mbK6ewr.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Sister Veronica Liliac<br><strong>Race:</strong> Human (For Now)<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Excommunicated Spiritual Novitiate from the Temple of the Goddess Selene<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Omnisexual<br><strong>Ons :</strong> Rough Sex- like beat her up and choke her, Multiple Sex Partners, getting stuffed, Double Pen creampies, Phallic things and those attached to them, Long baths in herbs and flowers<br><strong>Offs :</strong> Vore, Scat, Mutilations, Sewers, pregnancy, Insects<br><strong>Favorite Mode of Attack:</strong><br><br>[Summon Wisps!]: Summons a random number of wisps the size of blueberries to <del>attack</del>, at this point, annoy the enemy. Does always follow instructions. May attack Veronica as well. The wisps attacks are non lethal, like a mosquito bite. <br><br>[Cum Get Healed]: Heals basic wounds with minimal effectiveness. Veronica experiences extreme arousal and ,sometimes, wets herself-rendering her useless and writhing in waves of euphoria.<br><br><strong>Height :</strong> 5 '2<br><br><strong>Build :</strong> Slender and Lithe<br><br><strong>Description :</strong> Short hair white as milk and chamomile. Wearing her convent clothing of red and white. Eyes are yellowed like a demons. Uses her spirit lantern as a conduit for her spells. She carries an ancient grimoire with extensive writings on daemonology. She cannot understand Elder Tongue which is the language most of the book is written in.<br><br><strong>Personality :</strong> Nymphomaniac, Masochist, Helpful, Adventurous , Studious (albeit obsessed)<br><br><strong>Story :</strong> Said to be born from a lethal tryst between incubus and a strumpet, Veronica was left as a baby on a stack of dried leaves near the crossroads. The nuns from the Temple of Selene, Goddess of the Moon, took her inn and raised it as their own. Veronica's sexual impulses began to become more pronounced when she reached womanhood at 18. The novitiate would wander through the temple halls and pantry at night to search for objects that were phallic. Her moans and pangs of arousal like howls of a wolf under the full-moon.<br><br>The mother superior of the temple tolerated the woman's experimentations and put it off as a fleeting interest of someone coming-of-age. However, the nuns subjected Veronica to grueling hours of meditation, prayers of penitence and studies. She stumbled upon a worn-out grimoire that contained black magic. She was discovered and restrained by the mother superior and older nuns when she attempted to perform a magical ritual which she presumed would transform her into a succubus using the blood of her unwilling but, chaste sisters.<br><br>As consequence for the incorrect and incomplete ritual she initiated, her eyes turned jaundiced. Her pupils resembled that of feline slits which allow her to see auras of lustful energy. She was excommunicated from the sisterhood and wandered the world in search of someone who could translate/teach her the Elder Tongue. She stumbled upon Amberdale while she rode as part of dwarven caravan as their main source of entertainment on the road.<br><br><strong>Player: Turtleinthesheets</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>20-07-2021, 18:35:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c9/63/0e/c9630e0c6068e86f4b1e84b432051bc8.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Leovic Stoneharth, son of Brynya and Stenna Stoneharth.<br><strong>Race:</strong> ...Dwarf? (Half-Orc)<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Apprentice Blacksmith/Self-Styled 'Champion' of Amberdale<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Heterosexual<br><strong>Ons :</strong> Challenges/goading, Friendly Romances, Shorter people, Longer sessions<br><strong>Offs :</strong> Overly pushy people, smells, boring people.<br><strong>Favorite Mode of Attack:<strong> <br></strong></strong><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>THE MIGHTY HAMMER!</strong>- A Simple swing with his hammer, used more for Smithing than combat. If it hits someone, it'd probably hurt, but he's really not that accurate, and definitely not aware of the...mess that hitting someone or something with a hammer would make.</li><li><strong><del>Half-Or</del>'Dwarven' Rage</strong> – A big boost of adrenaline and nothing more, owing to his very obvious heritage. </li></ul> <br><strong>Height :</strong> 6'4<br><strong>Build :</strong> 246 lbs<br><strong>Description :</strong> Leovic is a broad shouldered, heavy-set Orcish man with an immaculately kept beard – even if it is short by his family's standards – and well maintained chestnut hair. His orcish fangs are short, and his skin is an almost human-looking olive that would make him difficult to distinguish from a human at a distance. He is body-builder fit, with a strong paunch and big arms, and his almond coloured eyes seem friendly enough, even if they have a glint in them at the mention of gold.<br><br><strong>Personality :</strong> | Driven | Confident | Passionate | Impressionable | Success-Oriented |<br><br><strong>Story :</strong> Rumour tells of the great Stoneharth family line; a bloodline of champions and heroes spanning generation after generation. Oracles often fortell that a child of this blood will save not only Amberdale, but the world from immense danger; and this generation is no different. Their latest child is rumoured to be a warrior of incredible Dwarven courage, tenacity, and skill.<br><br>...This is not there story.<br><br>Leovic was adopted by Brynya and Stenna when he was a wee babe, and was the 'Younger brother' to his Sister, Helja (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b2/9d/44/b29d4458a4ff3d71c2de1e13b815e9d7.jpg). The two were inseparable, and whether or not Leovic knows he isn't a dwarf or not is equal parts debated and irrelivant. He was certainly raised as one: Espousing the virtues of honour, family, pride, and honesty above all else. Things were basically idyllic for Leovic until he started to get just a bit too tall for the hold, and a bit too strong to rough-house with the other Dwarven Youths, who he grew up faster than.<br><br>As a favour to his family, Leovic was apprenticed to a skilled Dwarven smith and, to his credit, Leovic proved talented enough. He shone when given hardy metalwork to craft, and even started to thrive in his apprenticeship within a couple of years. Normally, Leovic would keep working with his master, maybe await an opening in a good old fashioned Dwarf Hold, but...well...Dwarves are long-lived, and those vacancies opened up every other decade. Leovic, well, he doesn't have that long.<br><br>And so, instead Leovic borrowed some gold from his ma and pa, and set off to the nearest town on the surface to work. He found Amberdale as much by chance as anything – The caravan he travelled with was beset by monsters from the Oldwall forest as they set up to leave, and while Leovic was emptying his bladder behind a bush. The town guard heard his frenzied screams as he tried to run from the wolf pack, and they accepted him in the smithy ever since. He -Perhaps a little prematurely - insists that his skills as a Smith are masterful, but currently he's only the second smith, and mostly just makes horseshoes and nails...<br><br><strong>Player: Pink Professional</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>21-07-2021, 01:40:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/smXUVsT.png)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Blueberry (Blue or Berry for short)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Slime<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Bartender, part-time Alchemist<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Pansexual<br><strong>Ons :</strong> Cuddling, exhibitionism, voyeurism, teasing, being subservient, oral, massaging<br><strong>Offs :</strong> Being belittled/abused, bathroom stuff<br><strong>Favorite Mode of Attack:<strong> <br></strong></strong><ul class="bbc_list"><li> Reach out and touch someone: Blue is super stretchy, and can extend her limbs with just a little effort. She's not a fighter, and she's not physically very strong, but she can easily reach out and deliver a hefty slap. It's not enough to really hurt anyone, but it can leave a nasty sting! Usually this is reserved for people harassing the wait staff--as long as it looks like they aren't enjoying it.</li><li> Long arm of the bartender: Blue's natural stretchiness also lets her reach out and grab things from a distance, this is extremely useful to getting things off of the top shelf, or catching people trying to skip out on paying their tabs.</li></ul><br><strong>Height :</strong> 5’ 8” by default, but variable<br><strong>Build :</strong> Generally a busty, shapely girl, but exact size and shape can vary<br><strong>Description :</strong> A light, translucent blue slime girl with ruby-red eyes. Her “hair” is a slightly darker color blue that generally goes down about to where her shoulder-blades would be…if she had any.<br><strong>Personality :</strong> Very easy going, flirtatious, and somewhat bubbly, doesn’t seem to understand normal propriety or etiquette—very good listener like any bartender.<br><br><strong>Story :</strong> Blueberry began life as a roughly cube-shaped block of slime inside of a dungeon many years ago. A wizard had found her and decided to take her back to his tower for some experiments. A few years and lots of magical spells later, Blueberry became the shape that she is now and gained a greater sense of awareness. To help keep her under control he fashioned a pair of small shackles for her wrists which helped him control her some as he trained her to not simply drain all the fluids from other peoples’ bodies. She eventually became something of a maid for him and helped him brew potions as well as serve drinks…among other services.<br><br>Deciding that he didn’t want to just keep her as a slave—not that she seemed to mind—he decided to let her loose into the world. He found the small town of Amberdale and helped get her introduced. She started working as the bartender at The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern and has been a staple of the community since then, for several years. She has a peculiar way of mixing drinks, but none of the patrons have really complained. The name Blueberry came not just from her color but also from a slight flavor that she had, which also got imparted into her beverages.<br><br>Recently she’s begun to branch out into other forms of mixology, and has begun brewing potions on the side out of her rather small home. Luckily nothing has blown up. Yet.<br><br><strong>Player: Re Z L</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>21-07-2021, 01:41:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/4QQ9cdd.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong> Süna Lightwater<br><strong>Race:</strong> Blood Elf of the Red River Valley<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Outlaw Rogue<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Heterosexual<br><strong>Ons :</strong> big manly men and man like things, don't tell my mother but also manly monsters things<br><strong>Offs :</strong> scat, vore, dead things, mosquitos, spiders, all things creepy crawly<br><strong>Favorite Mode of Attack:</strong> <br><br><em>Random Stab of Randomness</em> - Not good with the dagger yet, sometimes slaps enemy with it, sometimes slices, sometimes stabs, sometimes the dagger goes flying out of her hand and gets chucked at the baddie. It's all random chance what happens<br><br><em>Surprise Sneaky Attack</em> - Is almost stealthy and can occasionally be spotted standing behind nearby bushes and trees<br><br><br><strong>Height :</strong> 5'1"<br><strong>Build :</strong> slim/petite<br><strong>Description :</strong> Pale pink skin, light golden blond hair cut in a bob, long pointy ears, glowing green eyes. Has a very slim lean build.&nbsp; Red velvet boob-armor with red velvet layered short skirt that has slits up the leg all the way to her hips. Armor has gold-like trim and a matching metal belt with green stones inlaid throughout the full suit. Armor is only velvet, it has no actual armor value. Outfit includes a faded brownish worn-out burlap sack cut into a hooded cloak for warmth and for sneakiness. She often hides under the cloak.<br><br><strong>Personality :</strong> Unnecessarily over confident in her abilities to the point of being reckless. A gambler, she is always willing to take bets and dares. Otherwise a very friendly loyal person. Also loves to cuddle with sexual partners<br><br><strong>Story :</strong> As a child she grew up pretending to be a highway bandit often pilfering local farmers vegetable sacks. She even once surfed a farmer's wagon right through the middle of town until it crashed into the side of the small local temple as she was being chased. Once she was caught and grounded by her parents they punished her by making her spend the summer season repainting the temple. Half way through the summer they halted her punishment when they discovered wobbling around after sneaking into the temple wine. <br><br>Now that she has grown up, she has stolen a suit of red velvet from the village tailor and left her little village in the Red River Valley to seek her fame and fortune as a rogue adventurer in the mighty town of Ambervale... which is about the largest collection of people that she has ever seen in her life.<br><br><strong>Player: Sarita</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>21-07-2021, 01:43:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/UIHlPhP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>&nbsp; Puma Daughter of the Moon<br><strong>Race:</strong> Night Elf<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Animal Druid of the Earth Mother<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Heteroflexible<br><strong>Ons :</strong> Sexual confidence, manly men, girly girls, and outdoor fun<br><strong>Offs :</strong> disrespect, cruelty, gross things (see player's offs)<br><br><strong>Favorite Mode of Attack:</strong> <br><em>She has 2 Druidic transformations, each with it's own attacks. As a novice both are still small, weak, and limited. One is a kitten about the size of a medium sized dog, and the other is a 2' tall Moonkin Hatchling</em><br><strong>Kitten attacks</strong> with her tiny murder mittens and fangs (a bit like a biting dog)<br><strong>Boom Chicken</strong> casts an electric zap attack (hits like a cattle prod)<br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/WAPJeF6.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/HgpaJEm.jpg)<br><br><strong>Height :</strong> 5'4"<br><strong>Build :</strong> Slim muscular<br><strong>Description :</strong> Long pointed ears, all white softly glowing eyes, long teal colored hair down to her backside, several hoop earrings in each ear, three teal lines tattooed above and below each eye, Large claw mark scars on her left shoulder and left side of face. Her skin is a darker blue gray with naturally full dark purple lips. Her body is slim and muscular with full round breasts, slender waist line, athletic shoulders, and well toned legs and backside.<br><br>She wears tight faded dark leather pants, wide leather belt with a large metal hoop in it, her top is a dark silk tight tank top with a light linen green halter top over it. For warmth she carries a fur lined leather hooded cloak. And she also wears thigh high black leather boots.<br><br>She also has a large knotted walking stick about 5' long that can be wielded like a staff but she has little formal training with it. It's just a big stick.<br><br><strong>Personality :</strong> Puma is in tune with the Earth Mother. She burns sage and other herbs each evening as a sacrifice to the beating heart of the Earth Mother. And she can often be found out in nature meditating or running naked in the forests. She is also fond of skinny dipping under the moonlight.<br><br>Her primary exterior emotions are calmness, serenity, and pleasantness. She enjoys both the company of others and of nature. <br><br><strong>Story :</strong> <br>The dark forests of the Veil is home, she is a young adult and has studied with the forest druids since she came of age. As a kitten she ran across the forest floors and leapt from branch to branch chasing butterflies and birds to learn agility. As a hatchling boom chicken she scurried around in the bushes and zapped stink bugs. <br><br>Later in her training she ran into an old bear druid while out in the forests. He told her of the corrupted ones from far away lands. The corrupted ones would come from time to time to poison the animals of The Veil in the dark forests. These vile evil things caused plague and rot. With the old bear's stories he taught her also of the moon goddess that watched over their peoples and took her to the ancient ruins of a long forgotten temple. There in the deep forest thickets and past the gray stone chasms in the forgotten parts of the forests and inside the temple ruins the old bear took her flower and they became lovers. Together they practiced the old ways on the broken alters under the light of the moon and he taught her many things of pleasure. He renamed her daughter of the moon.<br><br>This season when the old bear passed on from this life, Puma left The Veil and set out to explore the world, still a very young woman and eager to explore. Perhaps maybe to even find her forever mate.<br><br><strong>Player: Sarita</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Everyone's a Hero - Archived Adventurers</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>21-07-2021, 01:45:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/512870612167950336/857460322179612693/yUVslUy.png)</div><strong>Name: Briar Thatch</strong><br><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Aspiring Street Chef<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Pansexual (preferably cast iron)<br><strong>Ons:</strong> <em>Cooking!</em> Good food in general, really! A thick &amp; juicy steak; a heavy cream mushroom stew; a spicy salad with ale, mmnh~! Being handled tends to go over well, too, whether stirred, tenderized, kneaded, or stretched.<br><strong>Offs:</strong> Gross messes! If it works as fertilizer she doesn't want to be the one stuck cleaning it up, and chucking up perfectly good food is a waste!! She's getting mad just thinking about it!!!<br><br><strong>Favorite Mode of Attack:</strong><br><br><em>Splatula!</em> -- That tool strapped across her back isn't just for show! Whether whacking pre-food to prepare it for foodification or steadying a meal over the fire, that long steel spatula's served her well on the road to becoming a proper Street Chef! (Sadly does not do slicing, dicing, or other useful food preparation tasks.)<br><br><em>Out of the Frying Pan...</em> -- Briar's blessed with a hint of magic, just enough to provide her with what every Street Chef needs to go along with their cooking implements: on-demand heat! Does that mean bolts of flame? Explosive fireballs?? Meteors of molten rock from the sky???<br>...<br>...<br>Well. N-...no.<br>But she <em>can</em> make a nearby surface or object very, very hot! Like, hoo boy, that...that really burns! If you touch it! Or, I mean, I guess if you're, uh, a bug or something, if you just...look, it's hot enough to cook on, okay!? Don't come crying to me if she chucks a white-hot rock at your head because you were teasing her about it!<br><br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'5"<br><strong>Build:</strong> Slim and soft<br><strong>Description:</strong> Briar's not much to look at, really. A bit on the short side, but not eye-catchingly short. Unremarkable features including drab hazel eyes and a straightish nose that leans just a little to the left. Shoulder-length brown hair usually kept back in a loose braid; most of the time it's even clean! No conversation-starting scars or tattoos, no fancy clothes, no unusual accent, no piercings; even her build is best described as "average," if on the slimmer, softer, rounded side of average. She could blend into any human-based crowd without even trying. Or could, if not for the oversized "broadsword" across her hips. The odds of any given person she meets assuming her spatula is a weapon and that she's an adventurer have so proven to be roughly 1:1, often leading to somewhat embarassing (and occasionally dangerous!) misunderstandings.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> You might have picked up on this from some of the above text, but it's fair to say she has a tendency towards <em>enthusiasm</em> when excited, and indeed can prove quite excitable. Prone to reacting before planning, anticipation over anxiety, and a possibly unhealthy disregard for safe kitchen practices, given that her "kitchen" is most of the outdoors - which is not often known for being very safe. She doesn't go out of her way to make trouble, or even to find it, but when exploring potential ingredients in your local bog or bandit territory, trouble will sometimes generously find you all on its own. Generous to a fault, eager to please, <em>especially</em> eager to share the fruits of her culinary labor (<strong>extra</strong> especially if someone's paying for it!), she's a sweet, passionate gal who only sometimes has to absolutely flatten someone for trying to steal the last dumpling off her own plate.<br><br>I mean. A girl's gotta eat!<br><br><strong>Story:</strong> There's not much to be said, really. Her family - mom, pop, two older brothers - are simple villagers with a little farmland, and there's nothing wrong with that! She helped out plenty on the farm when she was younger, but as she got older her interests got a little more...exotic? That's not the right word. Uh. Hm. Adventurous? Sure let's go with that, despite the implications.<br><br>See, no one in Briar's family, including her, has ever had much interest in <em>adventure</em> per se. It's just that she's had these wild ideas for how much unrealized food is out there, just waiting to be prepared! Giant bog toads! Ghost fish! Nymph blooms! Twice-thawed lichen! Some people make potions and alchemical doodads out of little bits and pieces of this stuff, but how many people have dared try to <em>cook</em> them?<br><br>You can keep your treasures, your magic weapons and sparkly artifacts. Briar's on the road to adventurous meals, and as far as she's concerned, anyone around is blessed to have her cooking for them!<br><br>"Anyone around" might have differing opinions in that regard, depending on what they're unlucky enough for her to have caught and cooked at the time. There haven't been any deaths <em>proven</em> to be caused by her cooking, but she can't honestly say it's been entirely ruled out, either.<br>
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