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Basic Information
Name: Devorah
Use: OC
Nickname(s): Dev, Devvie
Gender: Doe
Age: 14
Year of Birth: Year 409 of Harmony
Herd: Rainspire (Native)
Rank: Poisoncrafter
Sire: NPC Rainspire Healer
Dam: NPC Rainspire Trapper
Bloodline: 100% Rainspire Native
Mate(s) : Nope
Orientation: Homosexual
Siblings: Possibly. (if geno lines up, ask to play!)
Fawns: Nope
Magic Type: Earth// Normal

Physical Information
Height: 12hh (Standard)
Build: Medium
Phenotype: Leucistic Silver Lilac Bay Combo Countershaded (Flaxen Carrier)
Genotype: Ee/Aa/ff/nZ/ll/chLchL/CsRc
Eye Color: Bright Emerald
Appearance: A fetching silvery lavender with a distinct swoop of smokier purple along her back and face, Devorah cuts a unique figure through the grey of Rainspire. She likes to keep her silver mane short and close to her neck, and her forelock somewhat roughly hewn to keep out of her eyes. She's fairly standard in build, retaining a sort of musculature that is more commonly seen in the opposite sex, but doesn't look inelegant or awkward on her. Her short tail is the same dusky purple as her markings with a pouf of silvery hair on the underside, and her hooves and nose are a silvery purple that almost match her coat. Brilliant against her almost monochrome uniformity are her almost blindingly green eyes, sharp and intuitive, and framed in silvery lashes. She sports a few macabre decorations; an old bird skull around her neck and a shark's tooth higher up. She wears a bright purple and teal scarf around her shoulders like a shawl.
Distinguishing traits: She's actually fairly standard for a phae, but her wing-like markings are unique.
Mane Type: Standard
Ear type: Standard
Tail type: Standard
Design Sheet: MD210

Skill Points
Strength: 5 [Novice Level]
Dexterity: 5 [Novice Level]
Constitution: 4 [Novice Level]

Mysticism: 16 [ApprenticeLevel]
Botany: 15 [Novice Level]
Artistry: 0 [Novice Level]

Breakdown
+5 strength - base stat
+5 dexterity - base stat
+5 constitution - base stat
+15 mysticism - starter bonus
+15 botany - starter bonus
+1 botany - racial perk
-1 constitution - racial drawback

Inventory

Two-toned scarf (Starter)
Shark Tooth (Starter)
Bird Skull (Starter)

Details

Personality:

Confident

Witty

Tactical

Callous

Thrillseeking

Morally Grey

History:

Born to natives of the land, Devorah grew up with the evergreen forests as her playground, darting in and out of ferns, hiding in tree hollows from other fawns... she had an idyllic life. As she grew older, she began to tend towards herb knowledge, and focused her budding magic on learning to grow plants and the like.

Poisonous plants always fascinated her. Most of them were beautiful to look at, but dangerous to touch or ingest. She learned their antidotes, learned how to purge a system with charcoal if accidentally ingested, and even more sinister applications, if she so chose. poisoning a carcass and leaving it out for the predators to turn them away from fawning grounds was a trifle. Making a foul-smelling poultice to ward off sensitive predatory noses, even easier.

She'd never taken a phae life with her knowledge, and never would. Those who sought to hurt her herd, though? She'd show them her teeth.

...Not that she had much to show for it, anyway, she never tusks or any form of antler. She was a simple doe with simple features and a unique coat.

Life was very simple for she and her family.

Until the first fugitives from the southern island appeared. A small gaggle of former slaves from Sungilt, including a foreign prince and a very heavily pregnant doe. He explained that the threat of war was on their borders and sought asylum, which there was almost unanimous agreement on. Fearing for the worst, the foreign prince sought council with elders of the herd-- her father included-- and proposed uniformity from their former, scattered ranks and groups. It was decided that this prince knew what he was doing, and he swiftly assumed leadership, issuing new ranks and positions for the individually talented phae of the twin isles.

Devorah easily slipped into the position of Poisoncrafter, and with only a small amount of reluctance, set about creating deadlier poisons to tip spiked traps with, or to anoint hoof and horn should the war come to them.

It seems that the immediate panic has settled, but even she can't deny the itch of wanting to test her skills in a real setting, to see if her concoctions are as potent as she believes them to be.

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Plot ideas:

Whee! Another character! I'm slowly working on these to add more life to the world!

Description

Basic Information
Name: Devorah
Use: OC
Nickname(s): Dev, Devvie
Gender: Doe
Age: 14
Year of Birth: Year 409 of Harmony
Herd: Rainspire (Native)
Rank: Poisoncrafter
Sire: NPC Rainspire Healer
Dam: NPC Rainspire Trapper
Bloodline: 100% Rainspire Native
Mate(s) : Nope
Orientation: Homosexual
Siblings: Possibly. (if geno lines up, ask to play!)
Fawns: Nope
Magic Type: Earth// Normal

Physical Information
Height: 12hh (Standard)
Build: Medium
Phenotype: Leucistic Silver Lilac Bay Combo Countershaded (Flaxen Carrier)
Genotype: Ee/Aa/ff/nZ/ll/chLchL/CsRc
Eye Color: Bright Emerald
Appearance: A fetching silvery lavender with a distinct swoop of smokier purple along her back and face, Devorah cuts a unique figure through the grey of Rainspire. She likes to keep her silver mane short and close to her neck, and her forelock somewhat roughly hewn to keep out of her eyes. She's fairly standard in build, retaining a sort of musculature that is more commonly seen in the opposite sex, but doesn't look inelegant or awkward on her. Her short tail is the same dusky purple as her markings with a pouf of silvery hair on the underside, and her hooves and nose are a silvery purple that almost match her coat. Brilliant against her almost monochrome uniformity are her almost blindingly green eyes, sharp and intuitive, and framed in silvery lashes. She sports a few macabre decorations; an old bird skull around her neck and a shark's tooth higher up. She wears a bright purple and teal scarf around her shoulders like a shawl.
Distinguishing traits: She's actually fairly standard for a phae, but her wing-like markings are unique.
Mane Type: Standard
Ear type: Standard
Tail type: Standard
Design Sheet: MD210

Skill Points
Strength: 5 [Novice Level]
Dexterity: 5 [Novice Level]
Constitution: 4 [Novice Level]

Mysticism: 16 [ApprenticeLevel]
Botany: 15 [Novice Level]
Artistry: 0 [Novice Level]

Breakdown
+5 strength - base stat
+5 dexterity - base stat
+5 constitution - base stat
+15 mysticism - starter bonus
+15 botany - starter bonus
+1 botany - racial perk
-1 constitution - racial drawback

Inventory

Two-toned scarf (Starter)
Shark Tooth (Starter)
Bird Skull (Starter)

Details

Personality:

Confident

Witty

Tactical

Callous

Thrillseeking

Morally Grey

History:

Born to natives of the land, Devorah grew up with the evergreen forests as her playground, darting in and out of ferns, hiding in tree hollows from other fawns... she had an idyllic life. As she grew older, she began to tend towards herb knowledge, and focused her budding magic on learning to grow plants and the like.

Poisonous plants always fascinated her. Most of them were beautiful to look at, but dangerous to touch or ingest. She learned their antidotes, learned how to purge a system with charcoal if accidentally ingested, and even more sinister applications, if she so chose. poisoning a carcass and leaving it out for the predators to turn them away from fawning grounds was a trifle. Making a foul-smelling poultice to ward off sensitive predatory noses, even easier.

She'd never taken a phae life with her knowledge, and never would. Those who sought to hurt her herd, though? She'd show them her teeth.

...Not that she had much to show for it, anyway, she never tusks or any form of antler. She was a simple doe with simple features and a unique coat.

Life was very simple for she and her family.

Until the first fugitives from the southern island appeared. A small gaggle of former slaves from Sungilt, including a foreign prince and a very heavily pregnant doe. He explained that the threat of war was on their borders and sought asylum, which there was almost unanimous agreement on. Fearing for the worst, the foreign prince sought council with elders of the herd-- her father included-- and proposed uniformity from their former, scattered ranks and groups. It was decided that this prince knew what he was doing, and he swiftly assumed leadership, issuing new ranks and positions for the individually talented phae of the twin isles.

Devorah easily slipped into the position of Poisoncrafter, and with only a small amount of reluctance, set about creating deadlier poisons to tip spiked traps with, or to anoint hoof and horn should the war come to them.

It seems that the immediate panic has settled, but even she can't deny the itch of wanting to test her skills in a real setting, to see if her concoctions are as potent as she believes them to be.

Roleplay Tracker

Spring
Summer
Autumn
Winter

Friends and Relationships

Hate
Dislike
Unsure..
Acquaintance
Respect

Trust
Close Friend
Friend
Crush
Unsure/Mixed Feelings
Romantic Love
Love
Family
Deceased

To be done

UP Tracker

AP Tracker

Bacon and Token Purchases
None

Plot ideas:

Whee! Another character! I'm slowly working on these to add more life to the world!