Nyrdis sortit des bois, le côté d'un halet de sa large épaule, fraîchement tué et massacré. L'autre moitié lui a donné 15 pièces d'argent, pas une mauvaise journée de travail. J'espère que celui-ci recevra plus de l'auberge. C'est un endroit curieux, cette auberge. Il pense qu'il pourrait y rester un moment depuis que le temps devient plus froid. Truffles et Bucket arnaquaient autour de ses longues jambes, s'attaquant les uns aux autres au fur et à mesure qu'ils se déplaçaient, ignorant ses pensées. Ils voulaient juste du poisson et des baies, et peut-être un environnement différent pour jouer.
Frappant sur la porte de la cuisine, Nyrdis espère une réponse favorable...
Name: Allara
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Changeling
Occupation: Courtesan, negotiator, spy, etc.
Personality: Allara tends to stay towards the edge of a crowd, scanning it for any opportunities she can take advantage of. Never staying in one place for long, she avoids deep relationships with people she meets, resulting in frequent and superficial pairings. When it comes to combat, she prefers to stay just outside an opponent’s reach, dancing in and out of their range, enticing them to come in close for a strike before countering with a well-placed dagger. If she can’t end the fight quickly, she’ll retreat, using her enchanted dagger to occupy her opponent’s attention.
That said, Allara is not a proficient close quarters fighter, and she’ll more likely take advantage of her unique beauty to lull her targets into compliance or talk her way out of sticky situations. If things don’t go as planned, she’s not above offering use of her body in exchange for her life.
Bio: Allara was adopted by a noble elven family whose doorstep she was left on as an infant. She was trained in the ways of a proper lady and groomed to be married off to increase the family fortune. When she turned 16, she was given to another elven family, along with a pair of nearly priceless enchanted daggers as dowry. Upon arrival, however, she was greeted with looks ranging from disgust to lechery and was subject to many kinds of abuse.
When the father of her husband to be entered her room a few nights later and attempted to have his way with her, she retaliated, stabbing and killing her not-quite-father-in-law. She ran from the estate with the daggers in hand and began her life as a beggar, slowly becoming more and more desperate as she went from town to town, hitching onto caravans without a clue where she was going.
After about 6 months, she began to offer favors to men in exchange for a meal and a place to sleep. During the following year, she’d become quite proficient at being one of the most alluring figures in a room, and rarely failed to find someone whose bed needed to be kept warm. One such patron became a regular and taught her how to use her daggers to defend herself if needed. This was a skill she all too frequently had to put to use against the more rowdy johns, especially in the worse parts of town.
What’s in your bag: A pair of enchanted daggers are strapped to her thighs, within easy reach at all times. They will return to her when thrown, and can animate themselves for short amounts of time based on a thought command she gives them. She also has a variety of hidden pockets in her deceptively form fitting clothing to pocket things she comes across or to hide her hard earned gold.
Extra: Allara is the child of a hag, giving her innate mastery over many forms of magic. This helps her to more easily control her enchanted daggers, but she also doesn’t fully understand that she has this capability. Anyone who can sense magic could tell that she has a hidden power inside her.
Appearance: Allara appears as a tall, pale, slender elven beauty with one blue eye (left) and one hazel eye (right). Magic users would be able to see a slight glow coming from her eyes. She wears a knee length skirt and a blouse that hangs off one shoulder.
Obligatory something: I am a drunken Galoot.