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I don't do tropes. And you don't know my character. So go away.

Technically, tropes aren't bad, and every character is apart of at least one trope. Anyway, Digi, where is Ambrosia located? Southern Aselia?

I'm someone

As far as just showing up and having Fenekin and Raz see Rosa is that okay at least so i dont continue to hold them up. Actually, will probably wait til tomm about to head off to bed got work at 7 so i can make any changes tomm afternoon

You're not holding us up.

That's because i have a talking squirrel for that. His name is Nutty or Conker

Name: Verala Loenns
Gender: Female
Age: 22

Magic Type(Caster Only): Plant magic cyoa-verse.boards.net/post/54700
Artifacts(Holder Magic): Live-coal containers for easy seed storage and release, and a flintlock pistol capable of quietly ejecting seeds from the live-coal containers.

Starting Guild: Djinni Haze (Thief Guild)

Personality: Though she looks solemn and tired, Verala acts rather cheerful, and is generally eager to help. The slightest agitation drives her to smoke, however, and grow cross. Her morality is rather undeveloped, not dividing things into right and wrong for the most part, outside of her violent displeasure with waste of any kind, especially of natural resources. Whether that be burning trees for fun or slacking off. To kill a man is never wasted effort to her, though she lacks a reason for this thought.

Likes: greenery, sweet and bitter foods, adrenaline, work, the concept of home, travel

Dislikes: mushrooms, spicy or salty foods, waste, her own appearance, complacency, monogamy, alcohol or artificial substance abuse

Appearance: Though incredibly pale, Verala has very clear skin otherwise, free of wrinkles or acne, aside from her slightly sunken eyes. Her hair is long and straight, falling down to her waist, parted on the left and swept away from her eyes, though its pale brown color and thin, brittle strands leave her appearance a mixed bag. Standing at 5'8", she appears somewhat thin though still of a healthy weight. Above her left breast, a dark blue flower blooms from her skin, never fading.
Most often wears a dark brown cocoon coat, which she stores and organizes her live-coal containers inside. Her pistol hides under the coat on her hip. Changes up the tights, shoes, and undershirts regularly, but this is her go-to article of clothing.

Background: Verala grew up near Rosebud Hills, a child to a single father. She was raised simply, with the intent to be a farmer like most of her family. Her teenage years are somewhat blurry to her, mostly involving her romance with a young man from a nearby guild. Though she was not a mage at the time, they spent time together frequently, and at 17, they married.
Verala's next three years are a time she can scarcely remember aside from the occasional phrase or image, until she found herself stranded near Ambrosia. As she wandered, she came across a garden, where the plants spoke to her, tempted her to eat of their fruit. She did as asked, skulking about the garden and sleeping inside its lone tree, playing with the plant magic she found herself capable of wielding, despite not remembering learning any such thing. Unbeknownst to Verala, she was in the backyard of the local Thief Guild's master, who caught her. However, it took him a full week to successfully do so, which impressed him, and motivated him to recruit her into his guild, Djinni Haze. She spent the last two years there, honing her skills with her magic and thieving.

Class(Your Fantasy RPG Test result): F*** the police

Instant like.
Aside, I edited Hecate's personality, and maybe something else to fit more with her character now that I have a good grip on where I'm going with her and the rest. Still gotta show that cynical side. Let me make it happen.

Leggings are just modified detailed sleeves. The placard's designed for the front, but I guess could be worn anywhere.

As for fasteners, metal hooks. Like you see on a bra.