Yeah. There's another character I've created using the name Narelle. I gave her to a friend to have after I wrote descriptions for her. This is the first time I used the name though. She was created in the Dragonsmoke world. The world that's been getting mentioned alot in today's posts.
She's from one of the few remaining places that any sort of high technology exists in her world. Her father as a high engineer of the mobile city is pretty much like a king, which makes her a princess.
She's a prissy girl that ran from an undesirable arranged wedding to the outside world, and a rude awakening. No lords or nobles of any sort outside her original home and emerging into the tundra portion of her world, she toughened up quick and became what many gamers that have encountered her refer to as the purest form of sweet girl wrapped in a 20 inch steel shell of bitchyness. She's a sorceress under a system of rules an old and well missed friend helped me develope for 2nd edition D&D from the third edition rule set. That tattoo on her chest is actually a cursed mark she wears proudly for the work it took to recieve it and the yeild of that particular excursion to steal from a teacher she thought of as flighty and not serious enough to teach her. She's not afraid of showing it because not many people on her world know what it means. Pretty much the gyst of her curse is that she'll turn into a horse if a certain word is said, the RL kind, not the anthro kind. She only turns back if the proper reverse code word is spoken. Problem is, she can't speak as a horse and can't comprehend written language. XD
It's led to some interesting RP points for players that managed to either drag her along, or get dragged along by her.
The final version of her had a smaller chest and a more slender body.
She's from one of the few remaining places that any sort of high technology exists in her world. Her father as a high engineer of the mobile city is pretty much like a king, which makes her a princess.
She's a prissy girl that ran from an undesirable arranged wedding to the outside world, and a rude awakening. No lords or nobles of any sort outside her original home and emerging into the tundra portion of her world, she toughened up quick and became what many gamers that have encountered her refer to as the purest form of sweet girl wrapped in a 20 inch steel shell of bitchyness. She's a sorceress under a system of rules an old and well missed friend helped me develope for 2nd edition D&D from the third edition rule set. That tattoo on her chest is actually a cursed mark she wears proudly for the work it took to recieve it and the yeild of that particular excursion to steal from a teacher she thought of as flighty and not serious enough to teach her. She's not afraid of showing it because not many people on her world know what it means. Pretty much the gyst of her curse is that she'll turn into a horse if a certain word is said, the RL kind, not the anthro kind. She only turns back if the proper reverse code word is spoken. Problem is, she can't speak as a horse and can't comprehend written language. XD
It's led to some interesting RP points for players that managed to either drag her along, or get dragged along by her.
The final version of her had a smaller chest and a more slender body.
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