[Got_Moxxie & Rune]
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█ █ ╫ C O R E ╫
█ █ ╫ A F F E C T A T I O N ╫
█ █ ╫ A R C H E T Y P E ╫
█ █ ╫ H I S T O R Y ╫
The walk to their home was a long ways, walking only in a small group of the young teens chosen in the surrounding villages to become hunters. So about 11 of them. The walk was a weeks time and the path was littered with thieves and monsters. There were 5 left when they arrived, already having grown from the few horrors they had seen. The time they shared had created a bond between them though, they drove each other forward to become the best.
Years later she's grown, not very tall but still, into a young woman just as strong as her classmates. She was not the strongest but still in the top 5 of her class of course. Then one day there came a message that all the hunters were to return to their homes as soon as possible. None of the adults told them directly what was happening but they could hear them talk. They spoke of an attack from Naiøria. Rune was not taught of her ethic history and knew nothing about this place except the goods they saw from the place every once in a blue moon.
Still, sensing the urgency in the air, Rune left with her 4 other village folk that had rode with her there and would now return with her. They rode on horses this time, only taking about two days. However, it was too late. Their homes had once been transformed into a battle front that had already been destroyed in roars of fire that burned before them in the distance. Huge flares of smoke rose up with the screams of their kin. Unafraid of losing their lives the five rode in and fought the Naiørian.
The hunters had their skills but the Naiørian had better defenses and magic. Rune will never forget how she felt as she ran into her burning home, just to find an Elden bast*rd above the burning corpses of her family. He was the one that gave her the scars she wore today. The battle was long though and she had not let him unscathed. Eventually, after agonizing deaths were spread throughout the battle field. The Naiørian left, leaving behind only less than a quarter of what had originally been.
Some of Runes friends had made it and even some of their families, but for Rune there seemed to be nothing left for her. No home, no family, and no more training. She buried her dead and spent the rest of her adolescence rebuilding her village and toning her body to perfection. Now on her 18th birthday she is ready to leave her small country village behind to find the Naiørian that attacked her home.
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- CONSTITUTION
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█ █ ╫ C O R E ╫
█ *NAME ▬ Yon Runic Maliphi
█ *AGE ▬ 18
█ *FACTION ▬ Independent
█ *CURRENT TITLE ▬ N//A
█ NICKNAME ▬ Rune
█ *SEX ▬ Female
█ *SPECIES ▬ Elden
█ ORIENTATION ▬ Hetero
█ OCCUPATION ▬ Traveler
PARTNER(S) ▬ N//A
█ █ ╫ A F F E C T A T I O N ╫
█ HAIR ▬ Black w/ White streak
█ CLOTHING ▬ Light cloth and wraps
█ ACCESSORIES ▬ Belt w/ pouch, Gloves
█ *HEIGHT ▬ 5'4''
█ *WEIGHT ▬ 107
█ EYES ▬ chartreuse
█ BUILD ▬ All muscle baby
█ TATTOOS ▬ None
█ SCARS ▬ Burn scarring along the left side of her body up to the left side of her face. Arms are 65% covered in burn scars, her left being mostly covered.
█ MARKINGS ▬ White streak of hair
█ █ ╫ A R C H E T Y P E ╫
█ LIKES
█ ▬ She loves to Garden.
█ ▬ Most people are to her liking, especially country folk.
█ ▬ Home made grub, especially with fresh veggies.
█ ▬ Nature
█ ▬ She is
█ DISLIKES
█ ▬ Any basic evil-doer type is automatically disliked by Rune.
█ ▬ Grey grub
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█ ▬ (Animals)
█ ▬ (Fears)
█ PERSONALITY TRAITS
█ ▬ (Psychological Condition)
█ ▬ (Aspirations)
█ ▬ (Vernacular)
█ ▬ (Positive)
█ ▬ (Negative)
█ SKILLS & TALENTS
█ ▬ (Physical Abilities)
█ ▬ (Runic Projections = Magic Spells)
█ ▬ (Talents)
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█ █ ╫ H I S T O R Y ╫
█ BACKGROUND
The walk to their home was a long ways, walking only in a small group of the young teens chosen in the surrounding villages to become hunters. So about 11 of them. The walk was a weeks time and the path was littered with thieves and monsters. There were 5 left when they arrived, already having grown from the few horrors they had seen. The time they shared had created a bond between them though, they drove each other forward to become the best.
Years later she's grown, not very tall but still, into a young woman just as strong as her classmates. She was not the strongest but still in the top 5 of her class of course. Then one day there came a message that all the hunters were to return to their homes as soon as possible. None of the adults told them directly what was happening but they could hear them talk. They spoke of an attack from Naiøria. Rune was not taught of her ethic history and knew nothing about this place except the goods they saw from the place every once in a blue moon.
Still, sensing the urgency in the air, Rune left with her 4 other village folk that had rode with her there and would now return with her. They rode on horses this time, only taking about two days. However, it was too late. Their homes had once been transformed into a battle front that had already been destroyed in roars of fire that burned before them in the distance. Huge flares of smoke rose up with the screams of their kin. Unafraid of losing their lives the five rode in and fought the Naiørian.
The hunters had their skills but the Naiørian had better defenses and magic. Rune will never forget how she felt as she ran into her burning home, just to find an Elden bast*rd above the burning corpses of her family. He was the one that gave her the scars she wore today. The battle was long though and she had not let him unscathed. Eventually, after agonizing deaths were spread throughout the battle field. The Naiørian left, leaving behind only less than a quarter of what had originally been.
Some of Runes friends had made it and even some of their families, but for Rune there seemed to be nothing left for her. No home, no family, and no more training. She buried her dead and spent the rest of her adolescence rebuilding her village and toning her body to perfection. Now on her 18th birthday she is ready to leave her small country village behind to find the Naiørian that attacked her home.
█ █ ╫ I N V E N T O R Y ╫
█ WEAPONS
█ ▬ Staff
█ ▬ Blow dart
█ ▬ Kunai
█ ITEMS
█ ▬ Sleeping potion
█ ▬ Poison
█ ▬ Seeds from her home
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