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Setting
World: Tyria (Guild Wars 2)
Background: Sylvari Secondborn
Culture: Grove Sylvari
Languages: Krytan, Charr
Bio:
Name: Scathach
Class: Mesmer (Mirage specialisation)
Race: Sylvari (Cycle of Dusk)
Age: 34 (as of End of Dragons)
Station: Respected and liked among sylvari, liked among non-sylvari
Affiliations: The Grove, The Durmand Priory, The Pact, Dragon’s Watch
Appearance:
Eye colour: Pink
Hair colour: Pink/purple with black lowlights
Hairstyle: Short bob with a long fringe. (Kind of. Her ‘hair’ is actually more akin to leaves)
Build: Slim
Height: Nearly 6”
Scars: An extensive series of faded pink lines, tracing across her entire body. Though sylvari typically don’t scar, what happened to her at the hands of the asura was enough to leave her with scars.
Tattoos and Jewellery: None
Traits:
Alignment: Good-ish? Lawful-ish?
Deity: The Pale Tree (sort of)
Favoured weapons: Axe (main hand), pistol (off hand)
Skills: Mesmer magic (illusions, invisibility, and related skills), some martial weapon prowess, singing
Personality: Curious and honest, and always struck with a deep sense of wanderlust. As of other sylvari of her cycle, she has a thirst for knowledge, but prefers hands-on learning to digging through books, and while generally kind and bubbly, she can hide a sharp tongue behind her cheerful nature. The events of the asura’s capture of her when she was still very newly awakened have left physical and mental scars on her, and she retains a distrust and unease of the people as a result, though she is trying to work past that.
World: Tyria (Guild Wars 2)
Background: Sylvari Secondborn
Culture: Grove Sylvari
Languages: Krytan, Charr
Bio:
Name: Scathach
Class: Mesmer (Mirage specialisation)
Race: Sylvari (Cycle of Dusk)
Age: 34 (as of End of Dragons)
Station: Respected and liked among sylvari, liked among non-sylvari
Affiliations: The Grove, The Durmand Priory, The Pact, Dragon’s Watch
Appearance:
Eye colour: Pink
Hair colour: Pink/purple with black lowlights
Hairstyle: Short bob with a long fringe. (Kind of. Her ‘hair’ is actually more akin to leaves)
Build: Slim
Height: Nearly 6”
Scars: An extensive series of faded pink lines, tracing across her entire body. Though sylvari typically don’t scar, what happened to her at the hands of the asura was enough to leave her with scars.
Tattoos and Jewellery: None
Traits:
Alignment: Good-ish? Lawful-ish?
Deity: The Pale Tree (sort of)
Favoured weapons: Axe (main hand), pistol (off hand)
Skills: Mesmer magic (illusions, invisibility, and related skills), some martial weapon prowess, singing
Personality: Curious and honest, and always struck with a deep sense of wanderlust. As of other sylvari of her cycle, she has a thirst for knowledge, but prefers hands-on learning to digging through books, and while generally kind and bubbly, she can hide a sharp tongue behind her cheerful nature. The events of the asura’s capture of her when she was still very newly awakened have left physical and mental scars on her, and she retains a distrust and unease of the people as a result, though she is trying to work past that.
