RPG: Styrmwraith Tales
Name: Mikah (pronounced Meekuh)
Race: Fairy
Age: 127
Description: Mikah stands at 2'8" tall and is quite slender. She's pretty in a cute sort of way with pale skin, slightly pink cheeks, high cheekbones and large, light green eyes. Her hair is golden brown, very curly (but not frizzy) and as such is quite unruly, so she wears it short, letting it curl about her ears and collar. Her wings are quite like a butterfly's except she can fold them close, the majority of her wings colored a cool aqua while the veins and outer edges are a dark cobalt blue.
Equipment: Mikah wears a short-sleeved dark green poet's tunic, belted around the middle, over brown breeches. Her breeches are tucked into fur boots which are laced up with leather straps. She is a talented archer and carries a small crossbow attached to her waist with a specially-fitted quiver of arrows strapped to her back, fitted snugly right under where her wings are attached. As the arrows are much too small to cause any major damage to larger creatures, the tips have been laced with venom from a rare water serpent native to her home in the Forests of Ash.
Background: Mikah was born to a wealthy family and was educated by the finest tutors. But she was not as refined as her family would have liked. Instead of attending tea luncheons and fairy balls as her older sisters did, Mikah was forever playing outside with the neighbor fairy boys, getting into trouble and she loved to compete in archery competitions. Hence...her boyish manner of dressing. This, coupled with the fact that Mikah has a tendency to be a bit clumsy, made her somewhat of a black sheep in her family. So she went to live with her grandfather who was an exceptionally skilled Illusionist, and from him she learned the art very well. Her grandfather was in the service of Baron Hawkenblaad and was with his troops when they disappeared. Devestated at the news, Mikah now desperately wants to find out what happened to her grandfather, the only one in her family to accept her for the spunky, clumsy, stubborn fairy that she is.
Name: Mikah (pronounced Meekuh)
Race: Fairy
Age: 127
Description: Mikah stands at 2'8" tall and is quite slender. She's pretty in a cute sort of way with pale skin, slightly pink cheeks, high cheekbones and large, light green eyes. Her hair is golden brown, very curly (but not frizzy) and as such is quite unruly, so she wears it short, letting it curl about her ears and collar. Her wings are quite like a butterfly's except she can fold them close, the majority of her wings colored a cool aqua while the veins and outer edges are a dark cobalt blue.
Equipment: Mikah wears a short-sleeved dark green poet's tunic, belted around the middle, over brown breeches. Her breeches are tucked into fur boots which are laced up with leather straps. She is a talented archer and carries a small crossbow attached to her waist with a specially-fitted quiver of arrows strapped to her back, fitted snugly right under where her wings are attached. As the arrows are much too small to cause any major damage to larger creatures, the tips have been laced with venom from a rare water serpent native to her home in the Forests of Ash.
Background: Mikah was born to a wealthy family and was educated by the finest tutors. But she was not as refined as her family would have liked. Instead of attending tea luncheons and fairy balls as her older sisters did, Mikah was forever playing outside with the neighbor fairy boys, getting into trouble and she loved to compete in archery competitions. Hence...her boyish manner of dressing. This, coupled with the fact that Mikah has a tendency to be a bit clumsy, made her somewhat of a black sheep in her family. So she went to live with her grandfather who was an exceptionally skilled Illusionist, and from him she learned the art very well. Her grandfather was in the service of Baron Hawkenblaad and was with his troops when they disappeared. Devestated at the news, Mikah now desperately wants to find out what happened to her grandfather, the only one in her family to accept her for the spunky, clumsy, stubborn fairy that she is.
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