LoE App - Trunk by Rag-Dolly

Weapon:
Blowpipe with hooked thorns: Small ranged.
Elongated dagger, small melee.

Abilities:

A touch of poison:
Adds the possibility of poison to the blow darts.

Overt = 20%

Aide = 21%.
Operative/ Reconnaissance = 22%.
Intelligencer/ Infiltrator = 23%.
Deadeye = 24%.
Ace = 25%.

Birds' eye view:
Temporarily guides vision through nearby birds. Does not give you x-ray/ heat/ other special vision. If there's no birds, this spell does nothing. Only works on birds, not on 'bird- like avian creatures/ hybrids. This skill lasts for 30 seconds. During that time her body is vulnerable. She has no control over it.


Trapping Skill (S/M/L/XL/XXL):

None.

Background Information.

Physical:
She's tall as expected, 6"6 to be exact. She's also quite a heavy being, not due to being overweight but due to what her body is made of; a wood- like substance. When she bleeds it's more like tree nectar and as thick as syrup and therefore also a heavier substance.

She has pupils in the sense that there's something within her irises, but it's the same colour as the whites of her eyes. She sees just as much as any other average creature does however. She doesn't so much have hair as a leaf or vine-like substance covering the top of her skull. Her 'hair' is in the shape of an un-blossomed bud with several leaves around the beginning of her ears.

Twigs and the like can take root in any place where there is a joint, with the most prominent one's being her hips, those 'twigs' are permanent where as the others alternate. during the autumn and winter months she will have less shoots blossoming compared to the spring and summer seasons. In addition, just like a non living tree her 'leaves' can wilt and her 'twigs' can blossom. (An example of what she looks like during all four seasons: rag-dolly.deviantart.com/art/T… )

Due to her ever aging tree like nature, and the fact that she has to 'trim' her twigs constantly, her bodily markings change their form and/ or placement, except for those on her toes and heels. She has similar markings on her fingertips and they're a lot like a Pasumians' fingerprints.

Personality:
Trunk is still learning although probably doesn't spend enough time with others and therefore doesn't quite understand the meaning behind communication or interaction. She has yet to learn how to read other people's emotions and can therefore react incorrectly to a situation. It has been known to happen that Trunk started crying when normality would dictate she should have laughed or rejoiced. Besides that she's also quite aloof, often times caught up listening to the wind, birds or other sounds and therefore completely unapproachable at that time. If you want to get to know this woman you're going to have to try your best.

If you succeed however you will find her quirks can be somewhat endearing. She learnt her speech from her Father Oak's ancient tomes so therefore sometimes speaks as if from olden times, and if she's fond of you, you can expect small insignificant and somewhat awkward presents at your door, much like a loving household cat would leave a dead bird on your doorstep early in the morning for you to step in should you wander out for the newspaper. But most significantly would be the fact that she'll actually do her best to listen to you and possibly accept your council. She'd stop listening to the wisdom of the wind for you and tune out the wondrous song of the birds , to answer you! Imagine how lucky and blessed that makes you.

Her one lifetime goal is simply to age and live a life to dream of as a tree. When that moment comes and her time as a walking Faelen is complete it is her one and only desire to join her family and blossom into a mighty Oak like her Father, or a beautiful Willow like her Mother, and stand there until the ends of time remembering her adventures and possibly, you. The people that have left an impact upon her life.

Likes/Talents/Hobbies:
Trunk doesn't understand the meaning of having a hobby, so instead she's decided to just go to work. She'll do her job, but having fun is not something she quite understands just yet. She thinks she enjoys her job as she has yet to find a reason to complain about it, but since she gets to explore, stare off into the distance and listen to the world as much as she wants there really isn't anything she can complain about. She doesn't get a thrill out of trapping creatures, but since it enables her to survive and feed not just herself but also others it is something she feels she should probably continue doing. It could be considered a hobby to listen to people's lives and their stories, but Trunk wouldn't know.

Dislikes/Weaknesses:
Dislikes is another thing Trunk doesn't quite understand, however a weakness she does have. Trunk does not fare well in cities or areas where there is bad soil for long periods of time. In such areas she's at a disadvantage and considerably weaker, therefore she's avoiding such places as the Desert, Ocean and City where she can. Although her curiosity would often get the better of her, and once a year she makes it a habit to visit the city, if only for a couple of hours.

History:
Trunk grew from a small bud, as you do. She was raised by her Willow Mother and listened to her stories about the lives of her parents which left her fascinated for hours on end. Because of that Trunk has always revered him as a hero of sorts, even though she's never met her Oak Father before. She could easily sit and dream away next to her Willow Mother and imagine her own life to be just as exciting. When Trunk was 29 her Willow Mother's time on earth came to an end and she became one of the forest, leaving the young Trunk to fend for herself.

Though uneventful otherwise, Trunk slowly grew restless for the company of others and gingerly set out toward more populated areas at the age of 52. This didn't always end up with a satisfactory result, but she has not yet had the feeling that it was a waste. About once or twice a year she'd go on a stroll through the forests and other woodlands to find herself some conversations, possibly even, eventually, a friend.

On one such occasion, just around her 60th, she encountered another Faelen named Dell. Trunk was enamored by her wondrous garden and encountered the other being during her adventure through said garden. They spoke for some time and from that moment on Trunk has sworn to return to this persona's homestead more often, having truly enjoyed the other's company. After many a day spent, sometimes just sitting within the garden, Trunk grew restless. She once again wanted to explore, although not wanting to leave this newly blooming friendship to rot. She discussed with the Dell Faelen only to find the news pleased her and made the promise to return with the weird and wonderful plants and flowers she finds along the way.

Though celebrating her coming of age alone, that year she vowed she'd do something she had never done before. She entered a city, for the first time in her life. The experience both frightened and excited her, such a large collection of creatures, all surely with their own adventures to tell. Sadly many weren't quite as accepting, nor as willing to discuss any part of their lives and she left at the end of the day feeling both exhausted and a tad disappointed.

A year later however she returned, and every year after that until her 65th. On that particular year she finally met a kind old Shi'Nara who was willing to tell her his life's stories. She listened, full admiration at this now seemingly weak creature's many adventures. That is the life I want, she thought, and asked him if all could have such an eventful time on this earth. He told her to join a guild, and that is exactly what she did.

Misc:
It should be noted that her blowpipe darts are of her own body. The trimmings of her 'body' are what she then turns into her darts. The pipe is made out of bamboo. Her elongated dagger is as long as her forearm and both ends are blades made out of fire hardened rock. The handle is made out of her Father oak which she at one point received from her Willow Mother and she takes care of it diligently. If she doesn't sharpen her stone blades or replaces them with relative frequency they'll become useless. Lastly her insignia is made from deer hide and she stores it in her darts pouch. She found the scrap of fur on a carcass after a large carnivorous creature must have deigned it fit for lunch.

Lastly, if she has business in the city which means she has to stay there for more than several hours, she'll reside outside of the city. She doesn't really need any comforts and can easily sleep standing up, however to make others feel more comfortable, should someone feel the need to visit, her home has been modeled after a human's home, although made with everything found within the forest.

ITEM GAINED: Insight Band: a ring that grants its wearer the Insight spell, which can reveal a monster's HP as well as its weakest stat when cast. rag-dolly.deviantart.com/art/I… Trunk wears a broader ring made out of old trimmings over it to hide its glare when hit by sunlight. [ONLY WORKS FOR ONE TURN, must re-activate each time]

Blowpipe weapon Enchantment (slot 1) + 30 Final Damage


Preferred RP Style:
I prefer writing in story/ paragraph/ novel- style, either via notes or comments, just so I can read back. Or via Skype. I'd use Chat only for silly in between rp's, I think.


Colours in case anyone's curious: rag-dolly.deviantart.com/art/c…
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