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Senior Squire Daphne Athenus of the Royal Guard.
Age: 24
Appearance:
Daphne is a tall woman of amazonian build and her 5'11 height means she can often look most men in the eye or even over them.
Long dark hair is her unrepentant aspect of the fact she is clearly a woman, and refused to cut it shorter. Her eyes are a striking violet and is considered a lucky omen among some. Some say they have a glow to them, in the endless nights changes, but that's just talk right.
Pale skinned like many Lunarians she also favours practical over the fancy.
Race
Human
Kingdom:
Lunaris
Role:
Senior Squire Daphne Athenus of the Royal Guard Is training under Lord Coswain as her magic and his match well, they bonded well and where he went, she came with him.
Magic:
Has natural magic of the air, speed and hints towards ice magic. Still learning but potential to be powerful. Her magic enhances her already fast natural speed and agility.
It's finding someone who was trained and capable of aiding her in such magic.
Short Bio:
Born in the Lunaris Town of Cadia, an military town whose main purpose was to be a pass through for soldiers to get a last hot meal among other things before they hit the mountain passes.
Her mother was a lady…of less moral practices and Daphne was born screaming into a late evening in The Cadian Gate, Lord Creed ran the town and turned a blind eye to certain things as long as the soldiers were mostly out of trouble.
Bandits raid a military town…foolish…but desperate. her Mother was killed and she ended up at a house of selene, the religious order ran an orphanage and it was….a harsh place but they saved many a child's life too, spartan and cold but it was life. The bandits were hung from iron and chain above the town's gates, a sign of the fate of such a repeated day.
When she was a later teen she left to join the Royal Guard like many youth of the town, the children, bastad or otherwise of Soldiers and travelling traders who call the town home too for a few nights. But Daphne has grown tall, built like her mother and strong from hard labour and a diet that was nutritious if flavourless and unpleasant to say the least. They never starved though. The devoted of Selene ensured that even if they were hardly the most attentive of carers, they kept their charges alive though.
So when her time Came Kat shoulder he bag leaving those doors that last day into the cold of Cadia, and made her way to where she knew to find the large fortress that sat atop a low mountain, the Royal Guards castle Black Fang and one of its training bases outside the Capital. Not that the small amount of coin she had saved, earned…or stolen purchased her one happy night before she left, alcohol and more flowed freely that night.
It was that time she attracted the attention of the Guard with her potential magical skills, she was plucked from standard service and made A Squire under Lord Coswain, whom shared her potential skill set and abilities. An ideal trainer and one to keep the known Queens Loyalist busy. Daphne would definitely keep him busy.
Now she found herself on the way to Dawn Haven… a town deep in the border of the blight zone. A town where it was said even a blightborn walked freely.
She does not know what to think, everyone and everything is so different to the Garrison town she spent her first child and teenage years in.
Misc:
Is a good singer and capable of holding a tune.
Has become more of a daughter to the Coswains ever since she was orphaned at age of 6 by a bandit raid and grew up in a Selene house of mercy. It was a rough upbringing in an orphanage.
With the loss of her mother and family though a secret was lost… Lord Coswain was not always commited…and Daphne really is his daughter and shares his gifts. Daphne took after her mother and no one who was alive knew the link. Ironic.
Sometimes called Squirrel by Hector, an Grumpy old War Master whom has grown to respect each other.
Twin swords are her favoured weapons.
Was born under a blue moon, a strange Oman.
Senior Squire Daphne Athenus of the Royal Guard.
Age: 24
Appearance:
Daphne is a tall woman of amazonian build and her 5'11 height means she can often look most men in the eye or even over them.
Long dark hair is her unrepentant aspect of the fact she is clearly a woman, and refused to cut it shorter. Her eyes are a striking violet and is considered a lucky omen among some. Some say they have a glow to them, in the endless nights changes, but that's just talk right.
Pale skinned like many Lunarians she also favours practical over the fancy.
Race
Human
Kingdom:
Lunaris
Role:
Senior Squire Daphne Athenus of the Royal Guard Is training under Lord Coswain as her magic and his match well, they bonded well and where he went, she came with him.
Magic:
Has natural magic of the air, speed and hints towards ice magic. Still learning but potential to be powerful. Her magic enhances her already fast natural speed and agility.
It's finding someone who was trained and capable of aiding her in such magic.
Short Bio:
Born in the Lunaris Town of Cadia, an military town whose main purpose was to be a pass through for soldiers to get a last hot meal among other things before they hit the mountain passes.
Her mother was a lady…of less moral practices and Daphne was born screaming into a late evening in The Cadian Gate, Lord Creed ran the town and turned a blind eye to certain things as long as the soldiers were mostly out of trouble.
Bandits raid a military town…foolish…but desperate. her Mother was killed and she ended up at a house of selene, the religious order ran an orphanage and it was….a harsh place but they saved many a child's life too, spartan and cold but it was life. The bandits were hung from iron and chain above the town's gates, a sign of the fate of such a repeated day.
When she was a later teen she left to join the Royal Guard like many youth of the town, the children, bastad or otherwise of Soldiers and travelling traders who call the town home too for a few nights. But Daphne has grown tall, built like her mother and strong from hard labour and a diet that was nutritious if flavourless and unpleasant to say the least. They never starved though. The devoted of Selene ensured that even if they were hardly the most attentive of carers, they kept their charges alive though.
So when her time Came Kat shoulder he bag leaving those doors that last day into the cold of Cadia, and made her way to where she knew to find the large fortress that sat atop a low mountain, the Royal Guards castle Black Fang and one of its training bases outside the Capital. Not that the small amount of coin she had saved, earned…or stolen purchased her one happy night before she left, alcohol and more flowed freely that night.
It was that time she attracted the attention of the Guard with her potential magical skills, she was plucked from standard service and made A Squire under Lord Coswain, whom shared her potential skill set and abilities. An ideal trainer and one to keep the known Queens Loyalist busy. Daphne would definitely keep him busy.
Now she found herself on the way to Dawn Haven… a town deep in the border of the blight zone. A town where it was said even a blightborn walked freely.
She does not know what to think, everyone and everything is so different to the Garrison town she spent her first child and teenage years in.
Misc:
Is a good singer and capable of holding a tune.
Has become more of a daughter to the Coswains ever since she was orphaned at age of 6 by a bandit raid and grew up in a Selene house of mercy. It was a rough upbringing in an orphanage.
With the loss of her mother and family though a secret was lost… Lord Coswain was not always commited…and Daphne really is his daughter and shares his gifts. Daphne took after her mother and no one who was alive knew the link. Ironic.
Sometimes called Squirrel by Hector, an Grumpy old War Master whom has grown to respect each other.
Twin swords are her favoured weapons.
Was born under a blue moon, a strange Oman.