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Mikhael is good but I'm debating if Darïdre is bordering on a bit fantastic.With the assumption that she cannot fly with one wing I suppose it is okay.
"Aye, that I did! Some of the fancier components came courtesy of close instruction by my teacher, but every last piece of machinery I carry is something I crafted! By your speech, I'd place you as an academic of some sort, which suggests, in the context of such a dangerous job, that you'd likely be some form of arcanist, which would be all the reason I'd need to be glad to have you on my side in a conflict!"

A small smile came across her lips as he correctly made his assumptions. His handywork was most impressive, with a wit to match. The dwarf soon spoke again and extended his hand.

"Oh, and if we're going to be teaming up, there'll be no more of that "Sir Dwarf" nonsense!" cracking a grin. "M'name's Roark Ironfist,"

She nodded and extended her hand out to meet his. His grip was strong and his hands callused compared to her much softer hands untouched by manual labor. “Robyn Voss. Pleasure to meet you, and glad to have you at my side. With your help and some luck we might just be able to pull this off.” She said hopefully.

It was about that time her eye would fall upon a another woman, slightly taller than herself, approaching. Her garb was a simple, but beautiful, white linen tunic and cloak. It matched her snow white hair.

"Greetings. I am Luna, the Night Touched. A pleasure to meet you."

Robyn looked her over as she spoke, she noticed she wasn't quite human, but possibly one of the Talian she had read about. She had never seen or met one in person before, only reading of them in one of her many texts. Unfortunately her understanding ended there.

Wanting not to appear rude she extended her hand towards the newcomer, “Robyn Voss of the College, and this is my new acquaintance, Master Ironfist.'
I'm up for time travel or fountain of youth if you are still available.
Good to go. I'll add you to the list when you found a pic, but you can post anytime.
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I'm not sure how I missed this post but here I go. =X

Name: Robyn Voss
Gender: Female
Age: 20 yrs
Species: Human
Personality: Due to most of her time spent in her studies at the College Robyn is quiet and analytical. Although naive to many ways of the world outside the College walls she does her best to maintain a polite disposition even to those she sees as arrogant or ignorant.
Skills/Talents: Specializing in herbology and alchemy, Robyn is still familiar with many forms of magic, although she excels at elemental magics.
Weapons/Equipment: Short sword and a backpack full of supplies and a couple books
Occupation: Student
Bio(Optional): Robyn had spent all her conscious life in the walls of the College. As a consequence she knows little of the outside world aside what could be read from books. This confinement has left her quite ignorant of the larger world. When it was announced that the prince would be seeking the cube artifact she was convinced to go to help. While not much of a fighter she figured it would be a once in a lifetime opportunity, and not to mention one hell of a dissertation for a professorship!

Appearance:
Her eyes fell upon a single dwarf among the crowd. He seemed to be checking up on his equipment. She couldn't help but watch. She could hardly describe the level of mechanical knowledge that it must have taken to craft such items. She watched in amazement as he operated his shield, and then a crossbow, and then a repeater with mechanical arms of sorts. Robyn wasn't often fascinated by such things but dwarven technology was always something that proved fascinating. She caught herself staring and quickly turned away before glancing back to the rest of the crowd. They had nothing of the sorts, only muscles and egos.

With a sigh she turned back to the dwarf and slowly approached. She was never good in such situations, but it had to be done.

“Excuse me Sir Dwarf,” she said with a small polite bow, “I couldn't help but notice your equipment. Did you make that yourself?”

She looked down at the man, who honestly wasn't much shorter than her. He seemed to be everything one would expect a dwarf to be, at least what she had read from her books that is, save for the slight added aroma of beer. She didn't remember reading that part.

“I find myself in need of a warrior of your caliber,” she said maintaining her polite tone as if she was still within the walls of the college, “would it bother you if I joined you for this endeavor?”
Well thats good enough for me. Make your sheet and lets see whatcha got. =)
Name: Tsukino, Sayuri
Age: 23 years
Sex: F
Weapons: Bow & Arrow, Katana

Personality: Sayuri is rather quiet by nature and can even be called shy by some. She, however, has been known to be sensitive to her sense of honour as well as the honour of her deceased husband.

Bio: Sayuri was born as an illegitimate child of a samurai her mother only referred to as Kenji. She never knew her father but that never really bothered her. At the young age of 15 she had been arranged to marry a young samurai by the name of Shinori Tsukino. Despite being an arranged marriage she was very happy. Shinori was often away and worried greatly for her safety in such troubled times. He took the initiative to teach her Bushido.

Sayuri proved to be quite adept at the bow, much moreso than a bladed weapon, although she always would carry one when possible. Shinori would be called to protect the providence. He would not return to her, instead, only his katana would make it home. Having no means to support herself otherwise she had worked to join the ranks as an onna-bushiga. Since she has been working for the Daimyo that her late husband had died to protect only a few years ago.

Appearance:

Height: 152cm / 60”
Weight: 42kg / 94 lbs



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