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Zyuni
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STATS
Name: Zyuni
Age: 24
Gender: Hermaphrodite, identifies as female
Race: Dragonoid
Class: Warrior, Mercenary Description:
Zyuni is white-scaled with a long snout and several horns
and floppy appeandages around her head. Her mouth is filled with
razor-sharp teeth and her bright red eyes lendher a fierce expression.
Zyuni is slender but sturdy with well-defined muscles and a long, agile
tail.
Personality: Zyuni is a mercenary. She does
whatever you need for money. There are a few things
she might be opposed to, but in the end it's on her contractor's
conscience. She's just the hired gun. With the money she gets for her
work, Zyuni happily buys luxury items, gourmet foods and exquisite gems.
All of which she stores in her personal hide-out. Whenever she isn't
working, she's relaxing and cocooning at home.
Social: Zyuni keeps no bonds
to family or friends. She has a few professional contacts but none she
would trust further than how far she can see them.
Skills:
*Agility
*Tough hide
*Intimidate
*Several fighting styles (most featuring blades of some
sort)
*Lock-picking
*Stealth (or make that disguise because you can't hide
excellence) *-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*
A
CLASH OF
GLASS AND SASS
Zyuni, the white dragonoid
mercenary, was cocooning quite cosily in her hideaway when something
unprecendented happened.
"Breach. Alert!" her alarm-system warned.
As it happened, Zyuni was between jobs. She'd just spent a few weeks
crawling through a swampy jungle avoiding gnats and other evil bugs while
taking out bigger prey and looking for her target. The alarm was not a
welcome diversion. Maybe it could have been a few days in the future after
boredom would have inevitably struck.
"Status!" Zyuni commanded and her alarm system produced a map of the
compound on the nearest screen.
Zyuni might enjoy cosy time at home, her hideaway was far from small.
It consisted of several interconnected rooms that had distinct functions:
living, storage, training, communications.... She could comfortably wait
out a nuclear winter in her home and that meant there was ample space,
more than she actually needed for herself. Normally Zyuni would have
started her search near the single entrance
but the alarm-system pointed her into a different
direction.
"Camera-feed?" Zyuni requested.
"Video is not available." the alarm-system reported.
"Well it makes sense that anyone who knows what they're doing would take
out the camera. I'll just have to go check."
Not too far away, sprawled
uncomfortably in what appeared to be a pantry, Verreity tried to move
without knocking something over. She failed and ended up coated in
-presumably- flour. Her crystal-clear outer skin was covered in the white
powder, hiding her inner structures from sight. It might be a good thing
nobody was going to see her vital organs on display. It might give them
ideas as to where to poke a sword or aim a projectile.
After some more maneuvering, a few more broken jars and an embarrassed
sigh as an entire shelving unit toppled over, Verreity finally managed
some kind of decent posture. The room was big enough to not have to stoop
low to the ground although she could not extend herself fully either.
"That panic-driven teleport could have gone worse." she told herself,
"It's a good thing you didn't end up stuck in rocks."
She'd only envisioned someplace dark to hide after all. Just seconds
before she'd been sleeping soundly, believing she was safe from harm, then
that loud crash had woken her up and suddenly she'd been falling as the
floor had just vanished and the harsh light of outside had revealed too
many enemies to take on.
Zyuni flipped on the light switch, hoping the bright
light would blind the intruder. What she found inside one of her storage
units was not what she expected. For one, the intruder was much bigger
than she'd anticipated. A draconic muzzle pointed at the door when she
swept inside, eyes big under the eyeguards, wings folded back and claws
placed awkwardly on top of broken glass.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my home?" she demanded.
With every ounce of courage she could muster, Verreity replied:
"A guest seeking a place to rest. What else would
I be!?"
Even sounding righteously indignant, Zyuni had years of experience with
bluffing opponents.
"Nice try. Again."
"Ahem." Verreity pouted,
"I miscalculated a jump and landed here. I really
do need a place to stay."
"And...?"
"I can ...compensate you?"
"Now those are words that reach my sympathy center." Zyuni grinned, "Let
me escort you to a room more up to your size." *-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*
Verreity
bonded at the Nexus 2024 Autumn Gather
(Art by
Mystic) STATS
Name: Verreity
Gender: Female
Species: Glassian (Hathian x translucent halloween
progenitor)
Colour: Yellow Glass
Size: Average Hathian (8-16 feet at the shoulder)
Personality: As clear as glass, Verreity won't
sugarcoat nor tell white lies. She's brutally honest, her criticism might
be constructive. She never felt at home in a pack and has led a solitary
existence until she met Zyuni. To Zyuni she is something of a conscious.
As most yellow hathian, she is quite shy and all that bravado is meant to
keep her from getting hurt.
Abilities:
*Breath Weapon: Fire and Acid
*Telepathy, The ability to communicate mind-to-mind.
*Teleportation, The ability to teleport anywhere within sight or
that can be strongly visualized in the mind.
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Lantessama Isle
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