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Briza
Race: Human; Inarta
Gender: Female
Age: 25 years
Birthday: 5th of Summer, 489AV
Birthplace: Windreach; Skyinarta
Appearance:
The red of lava flows softly along my cheeks, a sign of my parentage and ancestry. My eyes gaze about this world with shades of amber and fire, the window to my firey soul. I stand not as high as the peaks I was born, but low to the ground, my 5 foot and four inches allowing me to tread beneath the brush that you must duck for. My skin is pale, for not much sun have I seen, and the light that had graced me, was weak.
Character Concept
I will greet your words at face value, for deceit is not well known to me. For me, my words are the blund edge of a sword, offensive it sometimes may seem. You wish for the answers, and I will give them to you straight, my words are my gospel. I carry myself with poise and some gracefulness, borne of the days when I could roam the skys with my companion, though the land I do not feel at home on.
Character History
With a broken heart and a hollow soul do I tell you this story.
For many moons ago I was able to traverse the skies on the back of a mighty creature, born from my ancestors, and a friend to me at the worst of times. He had been magnificent, proud and free, though chose to stay by my side, and I by his.
I recall the accident with clarity, clarity produced from many days of grieving and wondering what could have been done different, and why I am here to tell the story.
Aska was a great bird of the sky, an eagle or titanic proportions. By some trick of fate, he was taken from me. We'd been hunting, the food stores were low and one must do what must be done. We'd searched for our usual hunting haunt, a small outcrop where sometimes moutain goats or a stray deer would lope. All seemed calm, Aska flew in low.
We did not feel the wind change until it was too late.
An eagles wings are powerful, but against a gust of such greatness, we were but toys in the hands of a child. The gale battered against us until we could no longer stay in the sky.
I recall falling, well Aska was falling, we bounced against rocks as we tumbled to earth. I felt his voice in my mind, bidding me fairwell, and that one day we would fly the skies again.
My heart breaks over and over in rememberance. Another rider had found me, bones shattered and a soul that did not want to live. He'd returned me home, and they had nursed my body until it had recovered but never did my mind return to it's greatness.
I passed many seasons healing, though some wounds heal quicker than others. I decided to do what had once been unthinkable to me, I left. For what is an eagle rider, without her eagle, but a hollow shell?
I left, and I travelled for many days, seeking somewhere to rest my head and ease my heart.
I had come across a grassy expanse, and had found myself fighting for my life, strange creatures attacked me as I fled.
I reached security, if not safety, in some kind of mountainous city, reminding me, with a pang of guilt, of my home. Here I have remained.
Language
Fluent Language: Nari
Basic Language: Common
Poor Language: Tukant
Skills
| Skill | EXP | Total | Proficiency |
| Hunting | 15 SP | 15 | Novice |
| Tanning | 5 SP | 5 | Novice |
| Wilderness Survival | +2exp | 2 | Novice |
| Observation | +3exp - +1exp | 4 | Novice |
| Tracking | +1exp | 1 | Novice |
| Endurance | +1exp | 1 | Novice |
| Riding: Horse | 10 SP | 10 | Novice |
| Weapon: Cutlass | +2exp | 2 | Novice |
| Weapon: Longbow | 10 RB, 20 SP | 30 | Competent |
Lores
Lore - Wind Changes
Lore - Inarta Society Structure
Flint and Steel: A Peculiar Tool
What Patience Is
Wilderness Survival: Using a Flint and Steel
Wilderness Survival: Judge the Situation
Wilderness Survival: Building a Fire
Wilderness Survival: Lighting a Fire
Life is Harsh outside Wind Reach
Wilderness Survival: Your on Your Own
Tracking: Assume, Prove, and Find
Tracking: Meaning of a Deep Print
Tracking: Meaning of an Abnormal Print
Prayer: A Plea for Strength
Setting off from Wind Reach
Bryok's Kindness
Cutlass: Improper Fighting Stance
Cutlass: Mysterious Origins
Possessions
Clothing:
Black Shirt
Black pants
Simple undergarments
Simple Katinu (coat)
Simple ankle boots
Misc:
1 Waterskin
1 Backpack:
-Comb (Glass)
-Brush (Glass)
-Soap
-Razor
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
Food:
- 1 weeks balanced rations
Heirloom: A cutlass, with almost no detail except a very faded indentation of an eagle in the hilt. It was passed to her in secret as a child, and she has no idea who it came from.
Housing
Location: Cashed in House
-Renting at Atris Place (3gm p/day)
Ledger
| Purchase | Cost | Total |
| Starting | +100 GM | 100 GM |
| House | +500GM | 600GM |
| Gildling (horse) | -100GM | 500GM |
Thread List
| Date | City | Thread | Status | Rewards |
| 38th Summer | Riverfall | A Morning Adventure | Open | N/A |
| 3rd Summer | Riverfall | Head In The Sand | Open | N/A |
| 5th Summer | Riverfall | Of Wings in the Sky and Time Passing By | Solo - Graded | Secret :
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| 28th Spring {513AV} | Wind Reach | [Shivias] Learn What You May | Solo-Flashback-Graded | Secret :
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| 8th Fall {513AV} | Alvadas | Drifting Towards a New Beginning | Flashback | N/A |
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