- Pronouns
- She/Her
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"Alright, what is going on?"
PROFILE: N/A
Gender: Female
Age: 28?
Height: 5'8
Face: Round
Weight and Build: 159 lb, athletic
Eye Color: blue
Hair Style: down with flowers
Hair Color: Brownish black
Hygiene: Clean, but remains to have a mud on her face of tribal markings
Voice: [Voiceclaim]
Alignment: Chaotic good
Temperament: Peaceful
Preference and Marital Status: Straight.
Languages Spoken: Eark'zian
Finances: Poor
Titles: None
Nicknames: None
Organizations: None
Occupation: Figuring it out
Owned Land: None
Religious Habits: Shallhera or Sallana
Birth: Somewhere
BACKSTORY
There once was a mother that went by O'ark that tried to have her own children time and time again going out into the world starting an orphanage in the sorrows with her tribe till a tragedy had struck. O'ark was declared clanless by the chieftan after accidentally revealing the camp to necromancers. They were able to caught one of them as the necromancer tried to teach them of Skraag resulting in their death in the process. But the necromancer had told a priest of Jishrim they needed to hear the word once coming back to ask for forgiveness everything was set to blaze. The orpahange she viewed as her children and a child that was a stillborn from one of her best friends O'ark was suppose to be the godmother. O'zarks best friend went towards O'ark as the two mothers would begin to cry out of the lost. They'd go out to seek the pit where they were created. The last of giants blood as a heirloom offering it to their god and a mixture of stone crying for days the 3rd mother was from another clan the Jishrimite had targeted spreading the gods chaos. The rest was history as Aterir had woken up near the pit not knowing exactly what she was. The Halfspawn wondered for days eating berries heading towards storms landing. Once entering the tavern Aterir had discovered her love for Potato soup and wine along with a love for Salana and Shallhera.
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