Name: Arien Keebler, though she never introduces herself as "Arien", (pronounced: air-ee-en) but merely as "Ari". "Ari" is pronounced either as "air-ee" or "are-ee", she has no preferance.
Species: Half human, half dwarf.
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Personality: Utterly scatterbrained. Organization is her greatest enemy, and wherever she goes she leaves a trail of chaos in her wake. Forgetful, flightly and horribly cheerful, she knows no kind of fear. She is gallantly foolhardy and profoundly outspoken, though through it all she bears a fierce loyalty for those she trusts. She bears also a breed of doggedness and simple determination that is harder than iron. Despite her dwarven herritage, Ari is not a warrior. Though her spirit no less potent, the way of the warrior is far from her.
Personal Description: Ari herself is about 4 feet tall. She has thick, unruly wavy red-brown hair that falls at her shoulders. She is physically exceedingly fit, but her small stature simply makes her a wimp. Her ears are large and pointed, and her eyes are large and brown, and the rest of her face is exceedingly expressive. She recieved none of her father's dwarven characteristics save his height and ears and eyes, for the rest of her is quite human. She has as many friends as she has enemies, and twice as many "aquaintances" as either of the two.
History: Ari's mother was a beautiful maid, the lady-in-waiting to a queen in some unknown-and-distant land, and her name was Rowan. She fell strangely in love with a dwarf called Gundin, bore him a child and left. Gundin had no idea what to do with the mischievious girl-child, but he was a good– if a brash and slightly crude– father, and had no wish to see her die, thus he took her under his stocky wing and taught her how to survive. When she was old enough to fend for herself, he gave her an awkward hug and she left, living a colorful life of near-constant traveling.
Atire: Usually is garbed in short, loose pants and a white shirt, but is always found in a well-worn leather vest and leather cuffs about her wrists. She walks barefoot. She bears a light leather pack upon her back, its contents usually a bit of food, and assorted items used for travel.
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Species: Half human, half dwarf.
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Personality: Utterly scatterbrained. Organization is her greatest enemy, and wherever she goes she leaves a trail of chaos in her wake. Forgetful, flightly and horribly cheerful, she knows no kind of fear. She is gallantly foolhardy and profoundly outspoken, though through it all she bears a fierce loyalty for those she trusts. She bears also a breed of doggedness and simple determination that is harder than iron. Despite her dwarven herritage, Ari is not a warrior. Though her spirit no less potent, the way of the warrior is far from her.
Personal Description: Ari herself is about 4 feet tall. She has thick, unruly wavy red-brown hair that falls at her shoulders. She is physically exceedingly fit, but her small stature simply makes her a wimp. Her ears are large and pointed, and her eyes are large and brown, and the rest of her face is exceedingly expressive. She recieved none of her father's dwarven characteristics save his height and ears and eyes, for the rest of her is quite human. She has as many friends as she has enemies, and twice as many "aquaintances" as either of the two.
History: Ari's mother was a beautiful maid, the lady-in-waiting to a queen in some unknown-and-distant land, and her name was Rowan. She fell strangely in love with a dwarf called Gundin, bore him a child and left. Gundin had no idea what to do with the mischievious girl-child, but he was a good– if a brash and slightly crude– father, and had no wish to see her die, thus he took her under his stocky wing and taught her how to survive. When she was old enough to fend for herself, he gave her an awkward hug and she left, living a colorful life of near-constant traveling.
Atire: Usually is garbed in short, loose pants and a white shirt, but is always found in a well-worn leather vest and leather cuffs about her wrists. She walks barefoot. She bears a light leather pack upon her back, its contents usually a bit of food, and assorted items used for travel.
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