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<GENERAL INFORMATION>

Name: Kitrana Dawnriver

Other Names: Kit (some close friends she allows to call her this)

Titles: Dame, Mist Walker

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Age: 32

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Current Residence: Linlea

Relationship Status: Engaged

Social Status: Dame



<PHYSICAL APPEARANCE>

Height: 5'10

Weight: 160lbs.

Eye Color: Hazel

Skin Color: A pale northern skin tone

Shape of Face: Heart-shaped

Distinguishing Features: None really

Build of Body: Toned, athletic, fairly muscled

Hair Color: Blonde

Hair Style: Usually in a French braid that runs to about her mid-back

Complexion: Light, cool

Posture: Straight-backed and noble, holding herself well

Is Seen By Others As: Some see her as bold and noble, some as headstrong but well-meaning, and some as selfish and heartless

Scars:
+ A short, thick scar across her left cheek from a jagged wound

+ A scar from a small stab to her lower left thigh
+ Dark, long claw marks across the back of her right hand


Voice: Alto, clear with a slight harsh edge to it often

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<PERSONALITY>

Description:
She is generally cool and level-headed, hiding her emotions behind a guarded visage. She has a naturally dominant and sometimes aggressive demeanor that does not always work out the best when dealing with more personal situations, but she has an indomitable resolve and a desire to try to push those around her to be the best that they can be. Recently, she has been trying to show her gentler side somewhat more openly, as she attempts to be more 'diplomatic' in dealing with people.

Likes:
+ Being with Leo

+ Talking
+ Training/sparring
+ Learning
+ Bettering herself


Dislikes:
+ Cruelty
+ Commotion
+ Deception


Strengths:
+ Tries to see the best in everyone

+ Loyal
+ Observant
+ Honorable
+ Level-headed in most situations

+ Altruistic

Weaknesses:
+ Her dominant and aggressive nature comes out in ways she doesn't intend in more private situations, which can lead to complications
+ She has a borderline paranoid fear of those she trusts keeping secrets from her

+ Prideful and sometimes arrogant
+ Has the capacity to be very cold, stubborn and uncompromising
+ Can have a short fuse in more private situations as she suppresses her emotions severely


Fears:
+ Failure
+ Losing those she loves

+ Deceit and betrayal; secrecy

Values: Loyalty, defending those who can't defend themselves, honor

Education: Taught to think strategically, but not well-versed in lore

Languages:
+ Common (fluent)
+ Elven (fluent)

+ Aurion (fluent)

General Attitude: Guarded, stern and neutral

Religious Inclination: Valiant

General Intelligence: Strategic mind, clever and observant

General Sociability: Not very approachable or good at small talk

Alignment: Lawful Good

Short Term Goals:
+ Continue to improve relations among her friends, family and peers in Linlea.

+ Continue to build trust with the Kanes

Long Term Goals:
+ Defeat the One Below
+ Mend her relationship with Laisa




<POSSESSIONS>

Wardrobe:
+ A set of plate armor with blue and gold decals.

+ An elegant white duelist's coat and shoulder cape with gold trim, and black pants, all over leather armor, with accompanying black gloves and boots. (What she wears formally)
+ Sleeveless chain armor over her torso and shoulders, and leather armor on her lower body, with leather boots and gloves. She dons a dark blue-grey cloak over it all, most of the time.
+ An elegant and rather revealing deep blue dress, with blue floral decor on her right arm and a false blue flower tucked behind her left ear. (Worn formally)


Jewelry: A ring on her left hand/on a chain around her neck that bears a sapphire and an emerald upon it

Pets/Animals: None

Owned Homes:
+ House in Linlea
+House in Astrum

+ House in Arget

Carried Inventory: Just enough coin to get by on, as well as some basic medical supplies such as needle and thread and bandages, and hardtack, in a small leather bag she carries on her person.

General Inventory: Only what's mentioned above. She is a woman of simple means.

General Wealth: She has amassed a fairly sizeable amount of wealth to share with those who need it.



<HEALTH>

Illnesses: None

Allergies: None

Injuries: None

Sleeping Habits: She has had more difficulty sleeping as of late This has been improving with her mood.

Energy Levels: Average

Eating Habits: Average

Exercise Habits: Daily

Memory: Decent

Unhealthy Habits: Restraining her emotions more than she should.

Drinking Habits: The occasional sip of wine in public, drinks whiskey frequently in private.



<HISTORY>

Birthplace: A cold northern palace more akin to a prison, decorated in pelts and ornaments of battle and work, but no finery. This place was owned by her family of the nobility, and was the place of operations for her order.

Childhood: Raised and educated mainly by her parents and a few of their close friends within the order. She learned from an early age to hold to Rahas' Doctrine.

Teen Years: Learned the basics of swordplay while she did other work for her order. Her parents disappeared and she unexpectedly assumed command of the order, her dominant personality and her cunning quickly placing her above anyone else who tried to claim leadership.

Adulthood: She proved her mettle when she led the order into a surprise attack against a local tyrannical governor. She finds her parents' dead bodies in one of the cells as they went through the prisoners after the battle. She was later forced into exile by a group of conspirators within the order. She met Tybalt Marr who gave her a new sword to replace the seized cutlass that she used before.

Family History: People of self-made wealth and simple ways, they acquired what used to be an isolated mountain lookout fortress and turned it into their "palace". On the same day as their marriage, her parents founded their nameless, unstructured order dedicated to upholding Rahas' ideals.

Past Places of Residences: The Crossroads, Vinterhavn, Storm's Landing, Slyannen

Places Traveled: Azerport, The Compendium, Astrum Isles, The Rift, Mockingbay, Sanardu



<COMBAT>

Peaceful or violent: Violent when necessary

Weaponry:
+ A rapier, 2.2 lbs, 41-inch blade. A pendant of the Rahas symbol is wrapped around the crossguard. She only carries this when she's wearing her formal attire and for duels.
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+ A very well-made 2.8-lb, 36-inch-blade bastard sword bearing the Rahas Symbol and the crest of Marr. She keeps it visible on her side.


Combat Training: She practices regularly and seeks sparring partners constantly. She has honed her skills greatly and holds to a strong martial fighting style.



<TRAINING & SKILLS>

Medical: Basic knowledge

Singing: Fairly practiced. Singing voice sounds roughly like this.

Dancing: Being a skilled fighter, she has a natural affinity for dancing's footwork and positioning, and she is a quick learner, as well as she enjoys it quite a lot



<OTHER TRIVIA>

Occupation: Mistwatch Fighter

Favorite Types of Food: Gamey meat like venison and reindeer

Favorite Types of Drink: Tea

Hobbies/Pastimes: Training, walking/hiking, singing

Favorite Colors: Blue and blue-grey



<RELATIONSHIPS>

Relevant Family Members:
+ Laisa Dawnriver, adopted daughter- Kit feels immeasurable guilt for her past mistakes and failures as a mother that have contributed to Laisa's trauma. She has difficulty approaching her about this because of her nature, but Kitrana still loves her and cares for her deeply, and is trying to do what she can to mend their relationship. (Samiwashere )

Romantic Interests:
+ Leofaren Venna- When they first met, Kitrana never would have guessed that this would be the man who won her heart. At first he seemed like a meek, cowardly freeloader to her. But after a series of different events, Leo fell for her, and (with a little help from his friends) was able to get through to her heart and win her love. Kitrana is undyingly loyal to him, and in him she has found a partner who shares her altruism, is calm and level-headed and whose diplomatic and peaceful nature often acts as a balance to her fiery, dominant approach. She could not be happier to be with him, and she is determined to pull through the current calamity together with him. (Shankster )

Trusted Friends:
+ Raalvara- They have been vaguely acquainted for a long time through Leofaren, but despite what Leo had said about her, Kitrana remained rather uncertain about her. Even recently, she was concerned that Raalvara was a poor choice for a leader, being too emotional and stubborn. Her opinion of Raal drastically improved in the past few days as she suddenly opened up to Kitrana, seeking her advice in regards to Rahas and Valiant, and has begun treating her as a trusted friend rather than a stranger. Kit sees great potential in Raal as a strong warrior, capable of commanding groups successfully, and she also values her as a friend whose ideology is perhaps closer to her own than even Leo's at this point. However, she remains concerned about Raal's emotional nature and feels conflicted about her recent actions. (Raal )
+ Gilligan- Gilligan earned Kitrana's trust very quickly. He showed her his gentle and supportive nature when he found her in the midst of something of an emotional breakdown following a talk with Laisa, and she has likewise tried to be supportive and encouraging to Gill. Their personal exchanges and the circumstances of the Plague have led to her opening up to him fairly quickly. She still feels some guilt and frustration over what happened with Gill's sparking, as well as confusion around his more recent issues with her, but she hopes that she can repair their relationship. (Samwych )
+ Ayda- Kitrana and Ayda have had a very rocky relationship over the past years. Their personalities and ideologies naturally clash, and that has made for a lot of heated and emotional disagreements between them. But in more recent times they have come to more of an understanding and have made something of a peace between each other. Despite their issues, Kitrana respects her beliefs and would trust this woman with her life. She does see her as extended family, though she would scarcely admit it. (Ayda )
+ Cassian- This man was among the first people Kit met when she made it to Storm's Landing. Kitrana does not entirely approve of Cassian's underhanded and manipulative nature even now, and there has been times where his actions have earned her scorn and disdain. But with time, Kitrana has come to regard him as her best friend, especially as he treats Leofaren as a brother. She even admits privately that at times she would find his skills useful to her, and would ask for his help in this regard if she ever deems it necessary. (Baron2537 )

Friendly With:
+ Elizabeth Kane- The two have only spoken in depth a couple of times. Kitrana remains rather uncertain what to think of her, and she is quite sure there is a lot that remains to be known about the mysterious and secretive Lady Kane. However, the times that they have spoken, although they have not necessarily built Kitrana's trust in her any, have given her more confidence to try to prove herself to Elizabeth and earn her trust. She is also fairly certain that regardless of what Elizabeth's motives are exactly, there is no malicious intent. For now, Elizabeth has Kitrana's respect, but whether it will remain after the current crisis is over is yet to be seen. Kitrana has growing doubts regarding Elizabeth's ability to control her own emotions, given recent closer observations of her and the Kanes' decision regarding the 'Lake a Thousand Below'. (NIAH )
+ James Varyn- Considering their similar religious views, these two hold an odd rivalry which has on occasion manifested in the form of bitter disagreement. James, who rejects Valiant and continues to hold firmly and with singular determination to Rahas' doctrine, is even more unyielding and fiery in the practice of ideals than Kitrana, who is by comparison more radical and more willing to bend the rules some if she deems it to ultimately benefit the greater good of the people. But despite this, Kitrana holds enormous respect for James and feels some remorse about their past disagreements, and hopes that their relationship will strengthen with time. (TheDeester )

Loose Acquaintances:
+ Vashti- Raalvara's trainee has barely held any real conversation with Kitrana, and most of their exposure to each other has been simply a matter of being in the same place at the same time. Kitrana regards her as something of an annoyance, as Vashti lacks discipline and seemingly goes out of her way to shirk authority and cause trouble. Despite this, Kit doesn't openly dislike her, and she does not think that Vashti holds ill intent. She can tell that there is legitimate caring between her and Raalvara, and besides this, she thinks that Vashti's attitude could make her a fine warrior someday if she continues training with Raal. (Charybdis )

Disfavored Individuals:
+ Asero- Kitrana has spoken to Asero and seen him enough to hold some level of disdain for him. More than anything, she simply regards him to be arrogant, self-centered and something of an oaf. She is somewhat bothered by what she has perceived to be a protective and entitled attitude towards Laisa, but she does not think that he necessarily has ill intent, especially after more recent conversations. She also doesn't think that Laisa would be blind enough to befriend someone with such intent, as well as she respects Laisa's freedom as an adult to choose who to befriend, and she has no desire to dissuade their friendship. (Electric )
+ Charles Kane- They have barely spoken at all face to face, but Kitrana has strong doubts regarding his judgment. In nearly every encounter she has seen him involved in, he has made decisions which she regards as overly dangerous, rash and even outright reckless - from throwing himself from a tower down onto a plague creature, to ordering the premature killing of a powerful being associated with the plague which could have granted valuable insight into the enemy. But for better or for worse, she is loyal to him through this plague. There is no other option. (Lannis )
+ Kopii- Despite Leo's anger over the matter and insistence otherwise, Kitrana is deeply unsettled by Kopii's clingy and over-protective nature regarding Leo and is deeply insulted by his suggestions that she does not support Leo in his research and behaves selfishly towards him. For Leo's sake, she will treat him civilly and try to move on, and see how Kopii reacts. But interally, this combined with his impulsive and reckless nature has led to her finding him thoroughly untrustworthy. (Omikuji )

Hated:

Wary Of:
"You must be pretty intimidating if you make it here."
 
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Claim 3/3

This is a rework of an older character of mine, I'm bringing her back. She's officially active but I may not actually start playing her until winter break, we'll see
 

Fronslin

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I'd like to point out that Fronslin doesn't really adhere to any particular divine, he sees himself more as a servant to them, and wants them to remain where they are in their slots in the pantheon. He does have some dislikes though.


I didn't really have the words to explain this until now.
 

French Roast

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I'd like to point out that Fronslin doesn't really adhere to any particular divine, he sees himself more as a servant to them, and wants them to remain where they are in their slots in the pantheon. He does have some dislikes though.


I didn't really have the words to explain this until now.
ah. She still thinks of him as somewhat a follower of Rahas, just because of his positive comments about him.
 

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Did some updates and this is a good time to do some writing.

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The rain danced on the roof of the inn above Kitrana softly. She sat on the foot of her bed, her chainmail removed and laying on the small table in the corner of the cramped room. Her longsword, the one that Tybalt had given her what felt like an eternity ago, was unsheathed and resting across her knee as she slowly, methodically ran the whetstone along the blade. A million thoughts were spinning around in her head. Laisa, Andre, Cassian, the opium gang- too much.

She shifted her gaze up towards the corner of the room. Next to the table, turned facing the wall, was the chair which Kitrana had made into a makeshift crib. Cradled in cloth and hidden from view, the infant girl was sleeping soundly. Laisa. The girl that someone less fortunate than her had abandoned at a shrine in the graveyard, likely because they could barely even feed themselves without a child to care for. Only now was it sinking in what this meant. She had never even considered having children before now, she had too much to do. The endless work. And yet this girl was a part of the endless work. Every bone in her body, every fiber of her being, her head and her heart screamed at her to care for the child and do everything she could to protect her. There was no other option. She could not entrust anyone else with her, not completely. The child was now, as far as she or anyone else was concerned, hers. Laisa Dawnriver.

And yet it terrified her. More than when she had fought a bear. More than when her order attacked and struck down the tyrant who killed her parents. More than any threat of what the drug dealers could do to her, the thought of doing wrong by this child terrified her. More than ever in her mind, there was no room for error, and yet she knew so little about this sort of thing. She also realized what this meant for her. If she was going to raise this child then she had to take care of herself as well, more than she had before. She could not become selfish and stop helping others, but she had to live. For her, she had to survive and be strong. The opium ring had killed Tavia, and threatened the people of the Landing, but if she was to care for Laisa then she could not fight the ring as much as she wanted to. She had to make a choice between her involvement in Laisa's upbringing and her dedication to fighting off the oppressors of the people of Storm's Landing.

And then there was Andre. Persistent, determined Andre. What was she supposed to tell him? She wasn't interested before and she was twice as uninterested now - things had become complicated enough without her trying to work with a romantic interest. She needed more space from him. She could not spare his feelings over her own need for space and independence. She would have to tell him how she felt and it was as simple as that.

She sighed tiredly, looking back down to the sword. She set aside the whetstone, taking a cloth and wiping down the blade carefully, then sliding it back into its sheath and setting it carefully beside the bed. She laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

For the first time in her life, she had to choose between the one and the many.

(Kamaoe )
 
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Did some updates and this is a good time to do some writing.

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The rain danced on the roof of the inn above Kitrana softly. She sat on the foot of her bed, her chainmail removed and laying on the small table in the corner of the cramped room. Her longsword, the one that Tybalt had given her what felt like an eternity ago, was unsheathed and resting across her knee as she slowly, methodically ran the whetstone along the blade. A million thoughts were spinning around in her head. Laisa, Andre, Cassian, the opium gang- too much.

She shifted her gaze up towards the corner of the room. Next to the table, turned facing the wall, was the chair which Kitrana had made into a makeshift crib. Cradled in cloth and hidden from view, the infant girl was sleeping soundly. Laisa. The girl that someone less fortunate than her had abandoned at a shrine in the graveyard, likely because they could barely even feed themselves without a child to care for. Only now was it sinking in what this meant. She had never even considered having children before now, she had too much to do. The endless work. And yet this girl was a part of the endless work. Every bone in her body, every fiber of her being, her head and her heart screamed at her to care for the child and do everything she could to protect her. There was no other option. She could not entrust anyone else with her, not completely. The child was now, as far as she or anyone else was concerned, hers. Laisa Dawnriver.

And yet it terrified her. More than when she had fought a bear. More than when her order attacked and struck down the tyrant who killed her parents. More than any threat of what the drug dealers could do to her, the thought of doing wrong by this child terrified her. More than ever in her mind, there was no room for error, and yet she knew so little about this sort of thing. She also realized what this meant for her. If she was going to raise this child then she had to take care of herself as well, more than she had before. She could not become selfish and stop helping others, but she had to live. For her, she had to survive and be strong. The opium ring had killed Tavia, and threatened the people of the Landing, but if she was to care for Laisa then she could not fight the ring as much as she wanted to. She had to make a choice between her involvement in Laisa's upbringing and her dedication to fighting off the oppressors of the people of Storm's Landing.

And then there was Andre. Persistent, determined Andre. What was she supposed to tell him? She wasn't interested before and she was twice as uninterested now - things had become complicated enough without her trying to work with a romantic interest. She needed more space from him. She could not spare his feelings over her own need for space and independence. She would have to tell him how she felt and it was as simple as that.

She sighed tiredly, looking back down to the sword. She set aside the whetstone, taking a cloth and wiping down the blade carefully, then sliding it back into its sheath and setting it carefully beside the bed. She laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

For the first time in her life, she had to choose between the one and the many.

(Kamaoe )
That's some good writing. ;v;