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Race: Inarta
Caste: Endal
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Birthday: 47th of Summer, 491
Birthplace: Wind Reach
Appearance: Phlox is your generic Inarta woman. She stands at 5'3" with a slender body covered by pale, almost snow white skin. Long legs are often hidden behind the black Bryda she wears, but her toned torso is accentuated by the crisscross Vinati. Phlox pierced her belly button with dangling copper arrows. The top of the ring is accentuated with an oval, multicolored glass bit. Secret is, it is one of the bits she squirreled away just before she was thrown out of the glassblowing warehouse. She likes to think it was a bit off one of the great, glass eagles she broke that day.
Now her face is by far the most striking feature she has. If it weren't her extremely pointy, almost dangerously sharp chin it was her raptor colored golden eyes. With limited knowledge of her breeding, she secretly found comfort in believing that she had been an eagle in her past. Finally, her features are accentuated by long, wavy strands of fire red hair. Located behind her left ear are the bits of swept feather, broken red and blue glass, and strips of leather. Her plans are to add a painted feather from her mount to the right side of her hair, but it has to be just right.
Scars/Piercings:
Persistant. If there was a way to describe Phlox, it was that she was never one to quit. Having struggled all her life to impress someone, anyone, it is not a surprising descriptor. She worked hard, studied hard, and most of all, played hard. Yet it never seemed to pan out because if there was something that always prevented her ascension was her mouth. Of course, her butterfingers never seemed to help either.
Vulgar. Having been on her own for most of her life, amusement had to be from within. This made the world around her a joke. Everything was funny, from sadness to happiness to death. The part of her that was socially acceptable was generally locked away. Of course, that was the side of her that knew it was better to conform than to be unique. Had she been a conformist, she probably would have found a place. Then again, Phlox would have ended up as a glass blower and not an Endal and what fun would that have been?
Judgemental. With her vulgar and all around joyous views on life comes a cautious, almost racist side. Many of those she has met in her childhood were often mentally crippled and physically broken. Although often not through fault of others, there were few cases that Deks were abused by outsiders she witnessed. Most Inartas get the benefit of the doubt, but outsiders have to work much harder to get her respect. Much, much harder.
Clutsy. This is easily the one and only trait that kept her out of the glass houses, and most of the Avora workshops. As a child, many had considered her as an apprentice. Right up until she broke something. Then she broke something again. The worst one was a whole table of glass birds. Even the profuse apologies that spilled from her mouth never protected her butt from being thrown back out onto the streets.
Outlined:
- Born from an Endal and Dek
- Heirloom received off body of random Dek - Bit of broken glass and swept feather for hair
- Raised in the nursery
- Not picked to be Avora by 10, due to her clutsy problems
- Decided to feed after that choice
- Watched a young hopeful tossed from the aerie by Ithuriel
- Picked on by the larger hopefuls of better caste birth who believed her to have murdered the boy
Caste: Endal
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Birthday: 47th of Summer, 491
Birthplace: Wind Reach
Appearance: Phlox is your generic Inarta woman. She stands at 5'3" with a slender body covered by pale, almost snow white skin. Long legs are often hidden behind the black Bryda she wears, but her toned torso is accentuated by the crisscross Vinati. Phlox pierced her belly button with dangling copper arrows. The top of the ring is accentuated with an oval, multicolored glass bit. Secret is, it is one of the bits she squirreled away just before she was thrown out of the glassblowing warehouse. She likes to think it was a bit off one of the great, glass eagles she broke that day.
Now her face is by far the most striking feature she has. If it weren't her extremely pointy, almost dangerously sharp chin it was her raptor colored golden eyes. With limited knowledge of her breeding, she secretly found comfort in believing that she had been an eagle in her past. Finally, her features are accentuated by long, wavy strands of fire red hair. Located behind her left ear are the bits of swept feather, broken red and blue glass, and strips of leather. Her plans are to add a painted feather from her mount to the right side of her hair, but it has to be just right.
Scars/Piercings:
- Belly button piercing
- Relatively symmetrical scars on shoulders after Zith attack on 22nd of Summer, 515
..........There are four marks across both shoulders from front to back
........ with a fifth mark seen on her back running head to toe, as if
..........something had grabbed her from behind
Persistant. If there was a way to describe Phlox, it was that she was never one to quit. Having struggled all her life to impress someone, anyone, it is not a surprising descriptor. She worked hard, studied hard, and most of all, played hard. Yet it never seemed to pan out because if there was something that always prevented her ascension was her mouth. Of course, her butterfingers never seemed to help either.
Vulgar. Having been on her own for most of her life, amusement had to be from within. This made the world around her a joke. Everything was funny, from sadness to happiness to death. The part of her that was socially acceptable was generally locked away. Of course, that was the side of her that knew it was better to conform than to be unique. Had she been a conformist, she probably would have found a place. Then again, Phlox would have ended up as a glass blower and not an Endal and what fun would that have been?
Judgemental. With her vulgar and all around joyous views on life comes a cautious, almost racist side. Many of those she has met in her childhood were often mentally crippled and physically broken. Although often not through fault of others, there were few cases that Deks were abused by outsiders she witnessed. Most Inartas get the benefit of the doubt, but outsiders have to work much harder to get her respect. Much, much harder.
Clutsy. This is easily the one and only trait that kept her out of the glass houses, and most of the Avora workshops. As a child, many had considered her as an apprentice. Right up until she broke something. Then she broke something again. The worst one was a whole table of glass birds. Even the profuse apologies that spilled from her mouth never protected her butt from being thrown back out onto the streets.
Outlined:
- Born from an Endal and Dek
- Heirloom received off body of random Dek - Bit of broken glass and swept feather for hair
- Raised in the nursery
- Not picked to be Avora by 10, due to her clutsy problems
- Decided to feed after that choice
- Watched a young hopeful tossed from the aerie by Ithuriel
- Picked on by the larger hopefuls of better caste birth who believed her to have murdered the boy
| Skill | EXP | Total... | Proficiency |
| Weapon: Longbow... | 16 (SP); 10 (RB)... | 26 | Competent... |
| Riding: Eagle | 26 (SP), 1 | 27... | Competent |
| Climbing | 8 (SP) | 8 | Novice |
| Socialization | 2 | 2 | Novice |
| Observation | 2 | 2 | Novice |
| Unarmed Combat | 2 | 2 | Novice |
| Stealth | 1 | 1 | Novice |
| Philosophy | 1 | 1 | Novice |
| Intelligence | 1 | 1 | Novice |
Wind Reach
- Lore of History of Wind Eagles
- Lore of Importance of Castes (SP)
- Endal: The Eagle Riders (SP)
People
Phlox
- Phlox: Doesn't fantasize like other girls
- Children can be so cruel
Gods
- The Gods can be Spiteful
- Zulrav: God of Storms
- Zulrav: The Merciful God
Ithuriel
- Eagles fly, careless girls do not
- Not all Eagles can be bribed
- The screech of an eagle
- Eagles can be deadly
- Talons, nature's weapon
- Eagles have keen eyes
- The warmth of an Eagle's feathers
- The Bond: First time flying
Skills
Observation
- Observation: Always look ahead
- Unarmed Combat: Using your arms to block
Misc
- The air carries bad smells
- The smell of rancid meat
Starter
- 1 Set of ClothingSecret :
- 1 Waterskin
- 1 BackpackSecret :
Heirloom
At a young age, Phlox often found herself wandering the streets and warrens were the Dek hid themselves. She felt pity for them in some capacity, and in others, anger. When she stumbled upon a Dek woman laying in the gutter, she pondered for some time, waiting to see if she would wake. Upon deciding her slumber was deep, Phlox approached and nudged the woman with her foot. Leaning down, she investigated further, only to find the diseased woman had long passed into the next life. The only thing of worth the body held was a hair piece made of leather strips, feathers, and broken glass in shades of red and blue. Phlox need not be told twice before taking it, fastening it into her hair, and heading off. As she has grown, it is a constant reminder of her home, where she came from, and where she vowed never to return.
It is located behind her left ear, entwined tightly in her hair. The feathers are worn and not in the best condition, but are still memoirs to her past.
It is located behind her left ear, entwined tightly in her hair. The feathers are worn and not in the best condition, but are still memoirs to her past.
Acquired
- Belly Piercing - Copper Arrow and Glass
- Dagger
- Longbow and Arrows (40)
| Purchase | Cost | Total |
| Starting | +100 Pinions... | 100 Pinions... |
| Piercing | -3 Pinions | 97 Pinions |
| Longbow | -75 Pinions... | 22 Pinions |
| Arrows (40)... | -2 Pinions | 20 Pinions |
| Seasonal Expenses - Spring 515... | 0 Pinions *Verilian Approved | 20 Pinions |
| Fuzzy Squirrel Drink | -1 Pinion | 19 Pinions |
| Dagger | -2 Pinions | 17 Pinions |
Flashbacks
- 23rd of Fall, 503 - For Now and Always *
Summer 515
- 19th - Welcome to the Flight
- 20th - A Market of Curious Spiders
- 22nd - Something Worth Fighting For
- 35th-55th - Weathering the Inclement Weather
* = Graded, ^ = Grade Pending
Housing
Location: Eagle Aeries
The Eagle Aeries: The Home of the Wind Eagles and their riders and family, the aeries are the richest most elaborate residences found in Wind Reach. In order to access them, one must have an eagle as a bonded mount or be otherwise attached to a rider as part of his or her family. The Aeries are the only rooms in Wind Reach that have their own bathing chambers.
Language
Fluent Language: Nari
Poor Language: Common
