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[color=#CD5C5C][h2]Opalle Jardeve[/h2][/color]
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[color=#EEE8AA]Name:[/color] [color=#CD5C5C]Opalle Jardeve, the same as it ever was.[/color]

[color=#EEE8AA]Gender:[/color] [color=#CD5C5C]Though she may not look it, she is a female.[/color]

[color=#EEE8AA]Age:[/color] [color=#CD5C5C]Approximately one and a half centuries young, mind you, though she retains the skeleton of a rather dextrous 26 year old.[/color]

[color=#EEE8AA]Race:[/color] [color=#CD5C5C]Skeleton presently, but she was an elf in her more lively state.[/color]

[color=#EEE8AA]Side in War:[/color] [color=#CD5C5C]Let us against the demons (for the proper amount of coin, of course.)[/color]

[color=#EEE8AA]Appearance/Description:[/color] [color=#CD5C5C]Her leathers and cloths are worn, though a hooded tunic once adorned her fresh corpse. She is outfitted with archery equipment, and a bow that she is quite proud of. Her tattered bracers still adorn her arms, paired with shredded boots. Her bone figure stacks up to around 5'6, and her now pearly bones are objects of pride. [/color]
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[color=#EEE8AA]Backstory/Bio:[/color]  [color=#CD5C5C]A natural rogue, Opalle's career started off sneaking out of the house in the night to meet up with friends at the river. It's there that she, along with her companions, would make up and act out stories and wives tales from her village. She grew up with a mischievous and clever mind, ever the prankster in only the most creative fashion. A young orcish boy moved into town, and Opalle was quite taken with him and his skills. Never had she seen such a skilled archer before. It was at this time that she took up the hobby herself, practicing with the boy and quickly becoming adept with the craft until her arrows split themselves upon the center of the target. Without much thought or consideration, she hastily set off from her town with the orc, eager to create an adventure that she had often resolved to make up in her younger years. 
Eight or so years passed, and the pair had become quite experienced in their travels on the road. Far and wide, they travelled, and they grew accustomed to the feeling of ever changing earth beneath their feet. They came to expect travelling merchants, drifters, and the occasional raiders. Even monsters were commonplace, and expected at all times. Though one thing neither one had expected was a necromancer. In all their time of travel, they had never encountered such a contradictory being..one who lived for death. And with this revelation, they both perished at the whispy hands of dark magics. 
For reasons unknown to Opalle, this necromancer brought her back to life and enslaved her to his whims. Her friend, however, was left behind, though lucky enough to avoid the two years of servitude that Opalle had to endure in her skeleton state. She watched as the flesh dropped from her bones, until nothing but a poorly adorned skeleton was left behind. Luckily for her, a much kinder soul happened upon the poor skeleton of a woman and freed her from the necromancer's trap while he slept, effectively removing her bond from the death-raiser. Much to her chagrin, her savior was a skeleton as well, and a dashing one at that (well, as much as a skeleton can be). With new freedom, she set off on a new adventure. [/color]

[color=#EEE8AA]Choice of Weaponry:[/color] [color=#CD5C5C]Bow and arrows, and only the best of them.[/color] 

[color=#EEE8AA]Garb:[/color] [color=#CD5C5C]Overly worn and torn tunic and leathers, not much more than that.[/color]

[color=#EEE8AA]Personality:[/color] [color=#CD5C5C]She's absolutely diabolical and cocky, though she can sober up when needed. She's intelligent through and through, and it shows both in her experience on the road, and in her smart mouth. In her years of death, she has grown carefree and nonchalant to most matters, though the rush of battle and hunting is still not lost on her. Opalle retained her thirst for coin as well, seeing it as a small luxury of the living that she could still hold on to.[/color]
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