run by Deb Atwood ( d-singer@albany.net).
August 1999 - Current
Vyx
Jenn Jacksonnephilim@javanet.com
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She stands in the marketplace, leaning quietly against one of the
traders' stalls, almost invisible in the moving and jostling
crowd. Her head is tilted up slightly, sunlight spilling across
high cheekbones and almost aristocratic features. A half-elf, the
characteristics that identify her as such are slight; the upswept
tips of her ears covered by raggedly cut hair, short waves dyed
to midnight hues. A darting and incisive gaze takes in every
detail around her. Her garments are simple and close fitting,
dark with perhaps a hint of deep blue or green, or maybe a flash
of burgundy. A brief distraction and when the crowd parts again,
she is gone, leaving the observer to wonder whether the spritely
and lithe figure was other than a moment's fancy.
And, indeed, if one were to seek further information, they would find it almost as elusive. Never seeming to rest her head under the same roof twice, she calls no place home, though she is quite familiar with many towns in the eastern regions. It's also not clear what calling she might have for she does not appear to be aligned with any Guild, though she never seems to lack for coin. Still, she apparently lives a simple life and has few loyalties, if any. |