[color=a36209][u][b]The Troll[/b][/u]

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[b]Name:[/b] Leshas Muvaar
[b]Blood color:[/b] Bronze
[b]Age:[/b] 8
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Appearance:[/b] Leshas is a lean troll of average height, speaking of her constant physical work. Her hair is kept in a close, neat, pixy cut help keep it from getting in her way to getting overly dirty, the few odd curly ends betraying her naturally curly hair. Her teeth are mostly healthy and sharp, though a pair on her right side a very clearly chipped, likely from trying to bite something that was very hard. Short, curled horns adorn her head, and various necklaces of various color often about her neck. Her preferred attire is light and easy to move in, most often a tank top, shorts, sturdy boots and gloves.

She has a unique mutation known as 'Night Eyes', the physical result of which is that her eyes are pre-maturely Bronze and the outsides are Grey-ish rather than the traditional orange. Additionally she can see perfectly in pitch darkness but her eyes are hyper sensitive to light, and will be easily hurt or blinded in what most trolls consider normal amounts of light. As a result she is never without her goggles, which come with adjustable tint. It is possible that a side effect of this mutation has left her with a unique pionic ability, why she does not have a great deal of the powers that your average pionic does, she is one hell of a geokentic.

[b]Symbol:[/b] A simple brown diamond
[b]Personality:[/b] You name is LESHAS MUVAAR and you live under a rock. Well more accurately you live deep underground. You spend a great deal of your time DIGGING TUNNELS with the expressed goal of FINDING PRECIOUS THINGS. Crystals and Gems are your favorite but you won't turn down the odd precious metal or lost artifact. Though most you find are rather busted. You have been told you are a CHEERY SORT, possible to a FAULT. Though that doesn't mean you don't have a temper, it just takes a lot to push you over that edge. Instead you enjoy JOKES, PUNS, and GENERAL TOMFOOLERY as well as HORDING YOUR FINDS which would be a problem if it weren't for your mole dad who instilled a industries attitude in you at a young age, so you have dug plenty of tunnels in which to keep your various finds.  So what do you do with all the various odds and ends you collect. Well given your access to gems, metals, crystals and the like as well as your RIDICULOUSLY STRONG GEOKENTIC ABILITIES, you've become quite the AMATURE JEWLER, making various items for yourself and for sale. 
[b]Lusus:[/b] Mole Dad
[b]Sylladex:[/b] Geode Sylladex: Each item is places inside a unique geode, which must be cracked open once pulled back out. The trouble is keeping track of which item was in each geode...
[b]Strife specibus:[/b] DrillKind

[b][u]HuskTop[/u][/b]

[b]Handle:[/b] Crystal Connoisseur [CC] be creative
[b]Quirk:[/b] Leshas is abundantly cheerful and positive, this shows in that any time she uses an n it comes out as n_n and d as :D
[b]CC:[/b] n_now :Don't get your n_nickers in a twist, my rock pun_ns aren_n't THAT ba:D

[u][b]SBURB[/b][/u]

[b]God-tier:[/b] Thief of Time
[b]Moon:[/b] Prospit
[b]Land:[/b] Land of [b]Whistles[/b] and [b]Quarries[/b]
A hard, rocky land, filled with deep scars in the land as if intense mining operations had left the whole world pocked with deep stony quarries. From the ground everywhere steam whistles rise up like bizarre trees, occasional blowing steam and letting out their whining cry.
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