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Rook

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Roleplay Invitations
Group Roleplays, One on One Roleplays
Posting Speed
A Few Posts A Day, One Post a Day, A Few Posts a Week, One Post a Week, Slow As Molasses
Writing Levels
Elementary, Intermediate, Adept, Advanced, Prestige, Adaptable
Genders You Prefer Playing
Male, Female, Androgynous, Primarily Prefer Male, No Preferences
Playing Style- Passive or Aggressive
Flexible aggressive. I actually don't mind if I'm doing most (as long as not all) of the plot and directing, but co-aggressive partners are the best.
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Rook

haunting heights
Original poster
Roleplay Invitations
Group Roleplays, One on One Roleplays
Posting Speed
A Few Posts A Day, One Post a Day, A Few Posts a Week, One Post a Week, Slow As Molasses
Writing Levels
Elementary, Intermediate, Adept, Advanced, Prestige, Adaptable
Genders You Prefer Playing
Male, Female, Androgynous, Primarily Prefer Male, No Preferences
Playing Style- Passive or Aggressive
Flexible aggressive. I actually don't mind if I'm doing most (as long as not all) of the plot and directing, but co-aggressive partners are the best.

Name:
Vienne

Age:
37

Gender:
Female

Race:
Inguz

Class:
Avian
(Hawk)


Position on Magic:
Undecided; Anti-Magic Lean

Time with the Wardens:
~3 years (969-971); 976-

Equipment:
+List.



      • Older child of two.
      • Wild Lands.
      • Curious.
      • Bad event.
      • Second event.
      • Joined Wardens.
      • Met Aslaug.
      • Character growth.
      • Friends, fell in love.
      • Aslaug died.
      • Vienne and Bjorn left.

    • Background
      Vienne was born to a particularly small Inguz tribe in the eastern areas of the Wild Lands. Her childhood was spent in a place of dense forest and rigid cliffs. At the time her world had seemed endless. She and the other young Inguz, including her younger sister, spent much of their days exploring the various details of their birthplace. However, she grew and the world did not. And her life became one lived mostly in quiet leisure, which was for the most part how she preferred it. As should be expected, her routine comfort was disrupted.

      The spiral started when a company of Humans chose to trespass a route through the lands which were in proximity to her tribe's habitat. Vienne had heard plenty of tales in regard to Humankind and knew caution would serve her best, nevertheless, she was curious which resulted in her regularly spying on the group. What she saw surprised her. Humans appeared much more like her own kind than she had ever imagined. Young, bold, and reckless as she was at the time, Vienne and several of her youthful brethren chose to approach. Unfortunately for them, that particular group of Humans happened to of the especially scummy variety.

      Things quickly turned hostile and the inexperienced Inguz were briskly overwhelmed and captured. And that was how they remained for a little under a day – at the mercy of their merciless captures – until experienced members of the tribe came to their rescue. It turned into a gruesome event that resulted in the destruction of the Humans. The overall event left a solid impact on the girl’s mind, especially a loathing in regard to Humankind.

      Sometime later, after much of the dust had settled, Vienne returned to the scene. She took the chance to examine Human weapons closely; at least the ones which the bandits had had. She desired strength. Along with her brethren who felt the same way she formed a “Guard” whose main intention was to keep Humans out of their lands, mostly through violence. However, every now-and-again she would come across someone who proved to her not every Human was as terrible as she wanted to believe they were.

      A good chunk of her life was spent in the Guard. However, a particular event led her to seek a new path. One time when she was patrolling on her own she came across a single Human traversing her homelands. She approached him and as usual demanded he leave. He was a fiery youth and did not take well to being bossed around. He retorted with words of venom, causing her to react in kind. His refusal to leave and vicious attitude led her to initiate combat. His skills in battle were hardly a match and Vienne claimed an easy victory. The wounds she gave him were fatal. And for reasons she could not pinpoint at the time, it bothered her.

      A few days later she was patrolling again on her own, as she felt less like being around others after the event. It was on this trip that she once again spotted a solitary Human travelling through her tribe’s territory. This time Vienne did not approach immediately. Instead, she stalked the woman for a short while. It did not take her long to observe the woman was looking for someone. Much like always Vienne flew down to the woman to demand she leave the forest, yet, when she saw the woman's face her words caught in her throat. Her eyes were red and filled with a look Vienne had not seen in years. While the Avian stumbled with her words the woman pleaded for help.

      The Human woman described how a few days ago her son had left home and travelled in the direction of these woodlands. An argument between the boy and his father had largely been the cause for his choice. When he did not return after a day, she feared the worst. Tired and heartbroken, the youth's mother wanted to find his body at least. At that point, Vienne realized she had killed the woman's child. Her own sorrows felt much closer than they had in a long time as she was filled with immense guilt. Vienne agreed to help the woman look, yet she could not bring herself to take the woman to the boy's body.

      Finally, after what seemed the longest day in Vienne’s entire life, the woman sat down, and cried. She was too tired to walk any more. The Avian carried her home. Feelings of remorse and regret eating her. She examined herself a great deal after that. And finally chose to leave the Guard and her life-long home. For some time, Vienne travelled with little aim or purpose.

      Time With The Wardens
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  • Strengths
    Tag Team
    Experienced

    Weaknesses
    Aloof

    • She's was with the Wardens for around three years. Not long after Aslaug's death she and Bjorn vanished with hardly a trace.
    • Speaks both the Elder Tongue and the Common Tongue fluently.
    • Poor reading skills in the Common Tongue. Illiterate in the Elder Tongue.