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Re: The World of Azmodal
« on: August 28, 2016, 10:48:51 am »
Name: Sarah Vall
Age: 27
Race: Drider (Human torso up, spider waist down)
Job: Crossbow Hunter
Skills: Climb walls, Shoots web
History: Sarah was found as an egg in a  forest. The one who found her was a man named Christopher Vall. He was keeping it as an interest, as he was a biologist (Or at least something like that). A few days after he found it, the egg hatched and out came a baby Sarah. To say the very least he was shocked. Fast forward 16 years an now she was working for him, helping collect specimens for his studies and food for the house. The towns people of the Chosen did not like the two. When she was 20 the both of them were driven out of the kingdom. Later the year they found the Kingdom of the Highland Dwarves, who welcomed them with open arms. When she was 26 while she was out hunting a group of townsmen raided their home and mortally wounded Christopher and trashed the place. When she got back she was greeted by a disaster. She quickly ran to Chris and they said their goodbyes. She no home, no valuables, and nothing close to a family. She left the kingdom while carrying him. She buried him somewhere deep in the forest and near the spot is where lives currently.
Clothes: A standard shirt, A long loincloth
Armor: A leather hunting vest, a long armored loincloth (If that's a thing xP),
Weapons: A steel crossbow
Other Items: A leather quiver that holds 35 bolts

Is that a bit much?
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