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She continued on in silence, mulling over what Luli had said. This place wanted her? The concept wasn't exactly new, nor did it surprise her that perhaps she'd ended up here intentionally. As to who or what orchestrated it, she couldn't say, but she had given up on the existence of coincidence a...

Name: Jessie Roan Age: 20 Gender: Female Gang: Rogue Appearance:Jessie stands at a modest 5’7’’, with a lean build that’s geared more towards strength rather than feminine curve. Her hair is black, much like her sister’s, but cropped short and usually left in an untamed mop. She has dazzling...

Name: Evelyn Roan Age: 22 Gender: Female Gang: Gang Leader of the North Appearance: Standing at an intimidating 5’11 inches in her stiletto heels, Evelyn has a willowy figure with ample feminine curves. Toned from training, the woman is quite flexible, with quick reflexes and sharp, dark...

Taylor was just fine with the distance. She kept one hand on her bow, the other hanging freely close to her satchel. She took a deep breath and sighed, debating how she should explain her predicament, or if she even needed to explain her predicament. "I...I don't. Know of Amarathia, I mean. I...

"Taylor..." the woman managed, turning in a slow circle and following the other girl with her eyes. She glanced to Duke briefly before turning to grab up the last of her things, making sure her bow was easily accessible. She tried not to disturb Toka too much as she picked up her satchel and...

"Companion?" Taylor said under her breath, her eyes following the woman as she dropped from the branch and into the underbrush. Sure enough, when the woman came back into view, it was on the shoulder of an imposing-looking man. Other than his size, at first glance there wasn't anything about him...

Taylor fought back frustration. She wasn't keen on the woman's tone, and she couldn't help but feel like she was being patronized. She was about to reply when the imp exploded to life behind her, screaming in his shrill voice. Her expression deadpanned when she realized that in his small tirade...

Taylor's expression fell minutely when the fox turned to meet her eyes. "Suppose it was wishful thinking." she murmured, voice trailing off at the sound of a woman's song. Her keen ears picked up the melody, and for one reason or another, the hairs on the back of her neck rose. She blew out a...

It was instinct and experience that told Taylor to keep still as she awoke, even though panic burned like bile at the back of her throat, and her skin was damp with a cold sweat. She breathed in slowly, deeply, looking around her as she broke away from the sleep paralysis that weighted her...

She stumbled back, her boots dripping, and stared in disbelief at the riverbank. It took all of her self control to not throw herself into the water (something she expected the imp would be pleased to watch her do). Instead, she knelt down carefully, feeling the moisture of the damp earth...

She stumbled forward, nearly taking a knee in the process. She struggled to right herself, nearly wrenching her neck to look back at the imp as he berated her for what felt like the hundredth time. Not for the first time, Taylor found herself debating the wisdom of strangling him, even though...

Current Residence: Westeria Occupation: Odd jobs, Former starship mechanic for the TNG Though young, Casey exhibits the valuable combination of wisdom and street smarts. She knows when to keep her nose where it doesn't belong, but isn't afraid to act if she feels there's something she can do...

Taylor Bessett What do you see? Not but a mortal Calloused hands, and marred skin Eyes that hide sorrows A heart that yearns What of this ranger, who hides behind walls, surrounding herself in solitude? What could she possibly have to hide? Bravery in the face of Uncertainty. Honor...

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Neera Sol Age: 18 Race: Human Place of Birth: Lutetia Occupation: Proselyte Wise. Perceptive. Thoughtful. Quiet. Strong. Patient. Peaceful. Persevering. Neera's parents died in a fire when she was a small child, and she was left to be raised by her strict grandmother who made a point of...

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