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« on: October 29, 2003, 08:30:22 AM »

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Indifference will be the downfall of mankind, but who cares?

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« Reply #1 on: October 29, 2003, 01:27:22 PM »

Name:  Phiona Whitefire

Gender: Female
Age: 24
Race: Human
Tribe: Avennorian

Class/Title:  Heroine of Santhala

Appearance:

Born in 1636, Phiona at age 24 stands 1 ped, 2 1/2 fores tall, weighing 1 pygge, 1 heb & 2 od.  Her hair is a light brown with few, tawny highlights, and is thick, long and straight, falling directly back to reveal a small widow’s peak on her forehead.  Her attractive face is oval, with hight cheekbones, pale, full lips and deep set, almond shaped eyes framed by thick, dark brown lashes.  Her eyes are dark brown with subtle, golden flecks that make her quite the exotic beauty in the right lighting.  Her skin is flawless and lightly tanned.  The only markings on her body are a series of thick, ugly scarring over most of her back and upper, left arm: the lash-marks from a beating that nearly killed her once.  Her body is fit and trim, with firm, modest-sized breasts, long, lean legs, slim hips and a narrow waist.  She keeps herself clean, bathing as often as she can.

Clothing:

When traveling, Phiona usually wears her chain shirt armor and a long brown cloak.  Her tall, hard-leather boots are adorned with practical metal shinguards.  She owns an alternate suit of studded-leather armor that she will wear in hotter weather.  While she still wears a cloak on hot days, it is then thrown back off her shoulders like a cape, with the hood down.

In a tavern, or while resting, Phiona wears the standard traveler's outfit of tunic and breeches, in the colors of gray or brown.  Although she is pretty (in an exotic way), Phiona rarely dresses in silks and finery, considering such clothing frivolous and a waste of good coin.    She wears her hair down, or pulled back in a single ponytail in warm weather.  She does not wear jewelry.  

Personality/Behavior:

Phiona doesn't speak much, but when she does it's worth listening to (a lot like Aragorn).   She is serious in bearing, not gabby or gossipy, and appears trustworthy.  She does not ask questions unless it is necessary or urgent.  In battle, Phiona never uses a "war cry" or "battle cry".  She also never shouts or screams even when enraged or in great pain.

She has an obvious inability to open up and communicate with people she doesn't know well.  This makes it hard for her to earn friendship quickly.  Even though she is well read, and can compose and write beautifully, words come out of her mouth blunt and awkward whenever she speaks.  Because of this, she must lead through her actions until she is able to gain one's (or many people's) following.

Another social weakness is in her style of diplomacy: which is entirely handled via her honest and direct approach.  She does not handle deceit well at all, but will go along with a lie if it is necessary- and she won't lie about anything "just because".  Conversely, she is lousy at detecting lies.  Although one can't call her gullible, a well-told lie could catch her totally off-guard, especially if it comes from someone she trusts.

Phiona gets along best with typical Dwarves, Gnomes, and Hobbits due to her upbringing.  She has been around these races, along with humans, for most of her formative years.  She finds the stoic nature of the Dwarves most comforting.  In social situations, Phiona tends to gravitate toward Dwarves and Gnomes when talking to people.  They just seem to respond to her better.

Phiona has the most problems with the darker races: Orcs (even half-breeds), Goblins, Ogres,  and Trolls;  She has fought with these races on numerous occasions while in the military, and has lost many a fellow soldier to these vile creatures.  Considering them soulless beasts, she will not hesitate to attack and kill them on sight.  Additionally she dislikes any obvious military type, no matter what race they are.  She has her reasons for this.  

Phiona is both fascinated and distrustful of magic.  Being rather bookish for a warrior, she may one day devote herself to learning the basics of the arcane; She certainly has the intelligence for such an endeavor.  In the meantime, when unexpected magics go off around her, she tends to freeze as she tries to contemplate her situation.

Because Phiona grew up rather poor in Marcogg, she wants to help her family out financially when she can.  Her parents are both still alive, but her father is a retired soldier who was wounded in battle and the family business is not a big money-maker.  So she sends part of her earnings to them whenever she gets enough to warrant it.

Phiona has been in the military for an extended amount of time.  Although she liked it at first, she soon grew to hate it.  Her experience there was so bad that she now intensely dislikes being a part of any large organization and will not willingly join one for any reason.  She likens it to enslavement.  Also, military type personalities will grate on her nerves and so she tend to avoid them (even if they are Dwarven...)

Phiona has a very good concept of large-scale geography and loves to read any kind of map.  She has an old atlas that she carries with her everywhere.  It was a gift from her maternal great-grandfather, Elwynnil Cypherill, an Elven ranger who is still alive and living with her family in Marcogg.  When Phiona gets the chance, she likes to look at books, reading them if she has time to do so.  Researching the darker races- Ogres and Orcs whenever she gets the chance, she obviously prefers to gain knowledge via books rather than asking people questions.

Phiona enjoys studying gemstones.  She has an extensive knowledge of gem types and their quality.  She knows how to appraise most common and uncommon stones, and often uses a manual of some sort, to help her out.  She hasn't yet had the chance to study any of the high-quality gems, but hopes to do so eventually.  She doesn't share this book with others willingly, though.  A dwarven friend of hers from school hooked her on this hobby at a young age.  

Another hobby of hers is rock-climbing.  Phiona enjoys climbing, with or without climbing gear and is rather good at it.

Phiona swims whenever she gets a chance.  She is not modest and will swim in the nude.  She will wear clothing, nearly all the time, otherwise.

Phiona practices swordplay everyday to hone her skills.  She will spar with anyone who is willing, preferring to practice against another person over swinging her sword at thin air.  She is practiced enough to use the flat of her blade in sparring sessions and is careful not to hurt her opponent in these situations.

Phiona knows two additional languages: Dwarven and Orcish.   She learned the latter most recently, within the last two years and mostly out of necessity.  As for Dwarven, she speaks it fluently, with the correct accent and inflections.

The last adventuring group she'd been with (for a period of three years) was completely destroyed in an ambush by a band of marauding ogres.  She alone survived the battle. (Phiona doesn't say it, but she is still grieving strongly for the loss of her good friends.)  Because of this, she will hesitate to become close with new people too soon...

History:

Family Background:

    Whitefire, a family name held through seven generations, was passed from father to son.  The first Whitefire, Zackari Kruz of Yorick was a human wizard of some small renown who’d earned the name via the spectacular effect of his elemental magics- bright, white flames.  He eventually left the port city, located in eastern Santhala on the coast of the Adanian Sea, and wandered southward to settle in the city of Marcogg.  It was there he married and raised his small family.  Though none of his descendants ever took up magic, the name of Whitefire continued on through his family.

    Bookbinding and scribing were the family’s main choice of business for the first few generations, and then one burly Whitefire son by the name of Yarl joined the army just to try something different.  From that time on, the family always had at least one member with a current standing in the military.  Even so, the family always held a high regard for book learning, and every Whitefire child was educated and taught the power of good writing.  In the family home, there still is a modest library that holds more ancestral journals than all the other books and tomes combined.  

    Traditionally, the Whitefires were always supportive of the royal hierarchy, and their military involvement has continued unto this day.  A soldier’s pay is not much, however, so the family has, over time, adjusted to a more modest lifestyle than that of their adventuring ancestor, Zackari.  Little of the mage’s wealth has survived to this day.  Although the family has had an infamous black sheep or two, and some heroes of note, none became more famous than Phiona’s paternal grandfather, Captain Lucius Whitefire, who led the king’s own guard.  Lucius fell in a skirmish when enemies of the kingdom tried to capture the king’s eldest child for some nefarious end.  The attempt was curtailed, but Captain Whitefire was fatally wounded.  For his bravery, the high priests tried to heal Lucius, but they were unsuccessful and he succumbed to final death.

    Phiona’s parents are both still alive.  Her father, Xarl, is retired from the military due to age and the loss of his lower right leg.  He recently opened a small bookbindery and has been happy enough doing that, having had his fill of fighting.  Xarl currently employs two apprentices, a young, male dwarf called Stoneback (originally from the Mithral Mountains), and a middle-age woman named Alia Freefeather.  They both are boarded within the family home in Marcogg.  
   
    Her mother, Samara, has taken a stronger lead in the family since Xarl’s disability and retirement, two years prior.  She runs the household, manages the family’s money as well as that of her husband’s business, and she tends the gardens.  Additionally, she composes poetry, lyrics, and music, selling these to the local bards.  Samara also teaches music to any of the local children who ask, and currently as five young students- Kalissa, Vern, Bennet, Poe and Sashi.  Samara sees each child two times a week and the instruments she uses are the flute and harp.  This busy schedule is barely enough to keep Samara distracted from the constant thoughts of the death of her youngest daughter, Harriett, who had died years before at the age of six from a mysterious illness.  Phiona was nine at the time.  The two sisters were very close and Phiona still hasn’t recovered from the loss after all these years.  There are no other siblings.

    Phiona has ten living relatives.  In addition to Xarl and Samara, she has one paternal aunt, Xashia, and two paternal uncles, Brent and Lavar, all Whitefires; an Elven maternal great-grandfather, Elwynnil Cypherill; two maternal aunts, Celena Gemeth and Fatimah Valle; and two second-cousins, Fatimah’s children, Immer and Elwia Valle.  

    Of these relatives, all live in Marcogg.  Brent and Lavar are both still in the local military, and Elwynnil lives in the family home with Phiona’s parents.

     
Personal Background:

    When she was very young, Phiona was quite talkative and outgoing.  She was an energetic and rambunctious rascal who ran rampant throughout the household and surrounding yards, and she only settled down somewhat after her younger sister, Harriett was old enough to play with her.  Samara had a terrible temper and would resort to beatings as a form of discipline for her daughters.  Phiona got it in her head that she was the protector of her younger sibling, and she always stood up for the younger girl, even if it meant she got in trouble in Harriett’s stead.  

    Harriett was a charming little girl- extremely pretty with her soft flaxen hair, bright blue eyes and tinkling laughter- and as the younger daughter stepped into the spotlight, Phiona drew back and grew more reserved.  Eventually Phiona became more like she is today- laconic and stoic in nature.  Responsibility for another, even at so young an age, had changed Phiona into a serious, mature-minded child in just a few, short years.  

    At age six, Harriett grew ill, deathly ill, in less than two days time.  Her sudden death was a shock that rocked the family to its core.  Even fifteen years later, there are very few of Harriett’s relatives that don’t think about the child every day… Phiona and Samara still grieve to this day over the loss of Harriett.  One of the reasons that Phiona is out adventuring now, rather than living at home, is so that she won’t be a constant reminder to Samara of how cruel fate could be to take a favored child instead of one more easily missed.  Samara made no secret out of her beliefs that Phiona was responsible for Harriett's death, going as far as accusing her of poisoning her small sister.

    Of the adults in her family, Phiona was closest to her great-grandfather, Elwynnil- or Grampa Elwynn as she likes to call him- an the Ahrhim Elf who spurred her interest in geography and other lands.  He would fill the evening hours with long tales of travel throughout Santharia, from coast to coast, from mountain to swamp, and from forest to desert.  Grandpa Elwynn hailed from the Almatrar Woods, on the northern border of Santhala where Zackari Whitefire was well known in local legends.  It was in tracking down Whitefire’s descendants into Marcogg that Elwynnil met a lovely maiden called Kisha Marnayh.  Yet, little did Elwynnil know, when he married Kisha, that his granddaughter would end up marrying one of Whitefire’s own offspring… It made for a great bedtime story, if nothing else.

    When she was of an age (16 years old), Phiona joined the royal army and was the first female in the family to become a soldier.  Although Xarl was very proud of Phiona, Samara was happy to have her out of the house.  Lucky for Phiona, her Grampa Elwynn would come to visit a couple of times each week, so she only really needed to come home for the major holiday.  

    When she was seventeen, Phiona had her first real relationship with a soldier from another troop.  His name was Marlus Blackwine and he was strong, clever and very handsome.  Phiona often wondered what he saw in her, when Marlus obviously could have his pick of any woman.  She liked him a lot, and might have eventually fallen in love with him, if he hadn’t grown so possessive of her and jealous of the other men in her own troop.  Marlus Blackwine became so resentful and bitter that Phiona could not stand to be around him any longer and she abruptly broke off the relationship.  He did not take it well. At first Blackwine merely stalked her, then, as his career in the military took off, he would use his power and authority over the next few years to make her life miserable unless she agreed to return to him.  But after all this time, she was adamant about not wanting anything to do with him… and this led to a very unfortunate incident:  

    There was a time when her troop came under Blackwine’s command during a small civil uprising in one of the smaller towns, on the southern outskirts of Santhala, called Seraia, located just with a crook of the Sharadon Forests.  Commander Blackwine wanted to make an example of the captured rebels, by forcing them to watch their families’ punishment before their own.  The innocent women, children and elderly folk were to be cruelly whipped for crimes they didn’t commit and by Phiona’s own troop.  Phiona, of course, refused to do this.  Blackwine decided it was time for his revenge, and he ordered her to be lashed in addition to the rebels and their families.  He claimed that the purpose was making an example for any soldier who might disobey a direct order under his command, but Phiona knew otherwise.  Her own sergeant was forced to lash her, and Blackwine watched the entire time it was done.  Though many in her troop were angered by the display, there was no one in the local army that would step up and tell Blackwine he was out of line.  Phiona’s anger was only matched by her resolve to get away.  As soon as she recovered and was able- over a week later- Phiona packed her gear and left in the cover of night.  She has been avoiding any run-ins with the local military ever since.  Phiona she still carries the angry scars across her back and upper left arm.

Adventuring Years:

      When she set out on her personal odyssey, Phiona was twenty years old with four years of military training and experience under her warrior’s belt.    

[To be expanded later… via gameplay]

Occupation:

Phiona Whitefire is a warrior and a wandering hero.  She was once a soldier in a vast army, which is where her training began, but she is one no longer.  She is a sword for hire, although she would be hard-pressed to join any large organization.  Truthfully, she'd rather avoid such a committment.  Although her skills in fighting are excellent, she is not the best swordsman in the realm, and she knows this well.  She does, however, try her best to improve on a daily basis.

Fighting Style:

Phiona is neither impulsive nor indecisive.  She  will assess a situation with a strategicly keen eye and then go at it in the most tactically minded way.  She is not prone to stupid gambits and prefers to plan ahead.  If surprised or ambushed, she will do her best to protect a weaker companion, especially if she considers that person a friend or if that person is integral to accomplishing a goal.  

She does know how to use a bow, but she fights best in hand-to-hand combat.  Phiona's fighting style focuses on the hand and a half sword (commonly know as the bastard sword) and she owns a finely made blade.  It is not magical in nature.  She can use a shield, but prefers the flexability of fighting one or two handed with her favored sword.  She carries other swords for different reasons: a short sword for close quarters combat (which she dislikes with a passion), a mace in case she needs a blunt weapon, and other blades as back-ups in case she loses the one she normally uses (has happened before, so she is always well-prepared now).   Phiona can fight from horseback as well, being trained in the army's calvary.

Weaknesses:

She is both fascinated and distrustful of magic.  When spells go off around her, she is usually caught off guard and will hesitate, trying to rethink her strategies before acting in a foolish manner.  This is a good way to defeat her in battle.

Phiona is deathly afraid of close spaces.  She can go underground if the area is vast or cavernous, however in tight tunnels (less than 2 ped) she will grow visibly anxious and nervous.  The smaller the space, the more distraught she will get.  She has a fear of being buried alive, being trapped, or being enslaved by others.

Although she is pretty, and some would even say beautiful, Phiona cannot sing, act, or dance.  Graceful and dexterous as she is, rhythm is not a skill she possesses.

She is only fair with bow and crossbow, and then only as long as it’s not from a mount’s back or a moving wagon (i.e. with solid ground underfoot).  She will use missile weapons as a last resort, they are not her weapon of choice.

Strengths:

Her strengths are her courage, her loyalty and her sense of tactics.  In her mind, loyalty is earned, not given away freely.   She knows how to follow her own heart as well as the advice of trusted friends.  She will bend the rules when necessary, but will not do so without good cause.  She is, at her very core, a hero, but she also knows the difference between bravery and foolishness and will not sacrifice herself for just any reason.  She is an alert individual, always watching for the unexpected.  This isn't paranoia, just a mature sense of the world's inherent dangers.

Phiona can fight from horseback almost as well as she can fight on the ground.  Most opponents don’t expect this from a woman, and it gives her a fighting edge.

She has a strong sense of geography and is always, on some level, aware of the lay of the land around her.  Her internal compass is uncanny, and while she can get lost, very rarely does this ever happen.  She usually can tell which way is north.  Her cartography skills are better than most.  She can draft a map as easily as she can read one.

Although Phiona can wield almost any weapon made, she is best with the bastard sword (not meaning she is the best there is, far from it, but more that she fights better with this sword than her other weaponry).  It is her weapon of choice, the first drawn in sudden danger.  

Possessions/Animals:

Her gear is pretty standard, although some may have noticed that Phiona tends to carry duplicate items in her horse's saddlebags. She does stock a large amount of silk rope and other climbing gear, usually kept with the horse.  

Her horse is a light war-horse, trained for battle but not wearing any barding as, in Phiona's opinion, it slows them down and is cruel to the animal, especially in warm weather.
The mare is gold in color with a white mane and tail.  She never refers to her horse by name.  In fact, Phiona does not talk to the mare at all, even when riding, only using knee signals and reins to control her mount.

Although quite capable with her own horse, Phiona doesn't seem to have any affinity for other types of animals.

Weapons owned are a fine, bastard sword, a longsword, a shortsword, a light mace, and a silver-edged dagger.  She also has a longbow and carries one full quiver of arrows, both usually kept with her mount.  She owns a shield that tends to stay attached to her horses saddle most of the time, too.

Items of note:

Byways and Footpaths- A Ranger’s Atlas of the Realms of Saranthia
Appearance:  This old leather journal is beat-up and well used.  It has over 200 hand-sketched and notated maps of various areas throughout Saranthia, some very detailed, others not so.  This book is old, and wouldn’t include much information more recent than 300 years ago.  This atlas was a gift from Phiona's great-grandfather, Elwynnil Cypherill aka Grampa Elwynn, so any recent scribblings in the book are his, or Phiona's own notes.

Moonstone and Other Precious Gems
Appearance:  This is a thick, lavishly illustrated manual of gemstones listing hundreds of gem types, possible flaws and imperfections, and standard values.  This manual was a gift from a long-time friend and school chum, Emeralda Boulderrun, a feisty Dwarven lass with fiery-red hair and bright green eyes.  The two were nearly inseperable when Phiona was 16 years old and Emeralda was 25.

The Journal of Phiona Whitefire
Appearance:  This ordinary, travel sized, leather-bound journal has various entries and sketches regarding Phiona’s adventures.  It is relatively new and in good condition.  She writes anything of significance here.  Most of the parchment pages within are still blank.  This journal was made by her father, Xarl, and given to Phiona just before she left the army.

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« Reply #2 on: October 29, 2003, 01:29:22 PM »

Name:  Phiona Whitefire

Gender: Female
Age: 24
Race: Human
Tribe: Avennorian

Class/Title:  Heroine of Santhala

Appearance:

Born in 1636, Phiona at age 24 stands 1 ped, 2 1/2 fores tall, weighing 1 pygge, 1 heb & 2 od.  Her hair is a light brown with few, tawny highlights, and is thick, long and straight, falling directly back to reveal a small widow’s peak on her forehead.  Her attractive face is oval, with hight cheekbones, pale, full lips and deep set, almond shaped eyes framed by thick, dark brown lashes.  Her eyes are dark brown with subtle, golden flecks that make her quite the exotic beauty in the right lighting.  Her skin is flawless and lightly tanned.  The only markings on her body are a series of thick, ugly scarring over most of her back and upper, left arm: the lash-marks from a beating that nearly killed her once.  Her body is fit and trim, with firm, modest-sized breasts, long, lean legs, slim hips and a narrow waist.  She keeps herself clean, bathing as often as she can.

Clothing:

When traveling, Phiona usually wears her chain shirt armor and a long brown cloak.  Her tall, hard-leather boots are adorned with practical metal shinguards.  She owns an alternate suit of studded-leather armor that she will wear in hotter weather.  While she still wears a cloak on hot days, it is then thrown back off her shoulders like a cape, with the hood down.

In a tavern, or while resting, Phiona wears the standard traveler's outfit of tunic and breeches, in the colors of gray or brown.  Although she is pretty (in an exotic way), Phiona rarely dresses in silks and finery, considering such clothing frivolous and a waste of good coin.    She wears her hair down, or pulled back in a single ponytail in warm weather.  She does not wear jewelry.  

Personality/Behavior:

Phiona doesn't speak much, but when she does it's worth listening to (a lot like Aragorn).   She is serious in bearing, not gabby or gossipy, and appears trustworthy.  She does not ask questions unless it is necessary or urgent.  In battle, Phiona never uses a "war cry" or "battle cry".  She also never shouts or screams even when enraged or in great pain.

She has an obvious inability to open up and communicate with people she doesn't know well.  This makes it hard for her to earn friendship quickly.  Even though she is well read, and can compose and write beautifully, words come out of her mouth blunt and awkward whenever she speaks.  Because of this, she must lead through her actions until she is able to gain one's (or many people's) following.

Another social weakness is in her style of diplomacy: which is entirely handled via her honest and direct approach.  She does not handle deceit well at all, but will go along with a lie if it is necessary- and she won't lie about anything "just because".  Conversely, she is lousy at detecting lies.  Although one can't call her gullible, a well-told lie could catch her totally off-guard, especially if it comes from someone she trusts.

Phiona gets along best with typical Dwarves, Gnomes, and Hobbits due to her upbringing.  She has been around these races, along with humans, for most of her formative years.  She finds the stoic nature of the Dwarves most comforting.  In social situations, Phiona tends to gravitate toward Dwarves and Gnomes when talking to people.  They just seem to respond to her better.

Phiona has the most problems with the darker races: Orcs (even half-breeds), Goblins, Ogres,  and Trolls;  She has fought with these races on numerous occasions while in the military, and has lost many a fellow soldier to these vile creatures.  Considering them soulless beasts, she will not hesitate to attack and kill them on sight.  Additionally she dislikes any obvious military type, no matter what race they are.  She has her reasons for this.  

Phiona is both fascinated and distrustful of magic.  Being rather bookish for a warrior, she may one day devote herself to learning the basics of the arcane; She certainly has the intelligence for such an endeavor.  In the meantime, when unexpected magics go off around her, she tends to freeze as she tries to contemplate her situation.

Because Phiona grew up rather poor in Marcogg, she wants to help her family out financially when she can.  Her parents are both still alive, but her father is a retired soldier who was wounded in battle and the family business is not a big money-maker.  So she sends part of her earnings to them whenever she gets enough to warrant it.

Phiona has been in the military for an extended amount of time.  Although she liked it at first, she soon grew to hate it.  Her experience there was so bad that she now intensely dislikes being a part of any large organization and will not willingly join one for any reason.  She likens it to enslavement.  Also, military type personalities will grate on her nerves and so she tend to avoid them (even if they are Dwarven...)

Phiona has a very good concept of large-scale geography and loves to read any kind of map.  She has an old atlas that she carries with her everywhere.  It was a gift from her maternal great-grandfather, Elwynnil Cypherill, an Elven ranger who is still alive and living with her family in Marcogg.  When Phiona gets the chance, she likes to look at books, reading them if she has time to do so.  Researching the darker races- Ogres and Orcs whenever she gets the chance, she obviously prefers to gain knowledge via books rather than asking people questions.

Phiona enjoys studying gemstones.  She has an extensive knowledge of gem types and their quality.  She knows how to appraise most common and uncommon stones, and often uses a manual of some sort, to help her out.  She hasn't yet had the chance to study any of the high-quality gems, but hopes to do so eventually.  She doesn't share this book with others willingly, though.  A dwarven friend of hers from school hooked her on this hobby at a young age.  

Another hobby of hers is rock-climbing.  Phiona enjoys climbing, with or without climbing gear and is rather good at it.

Phiona swims whenever she gets a chance.  She is not modest and will swim in the nude.  She will wear clothing, nearly all the time, otherwise.

Phiona practices swordplay everyday to hone her skills.  She will spar with anyone who is willing, preferring to practice against another person over swinging her sword at thin air.  She is practiced enough to use the flat of her blade in sparring sessions and is careful not to hurt her opponent in these situations.

Phiona knows two additional languages: Dwarven and Orcish.   She learned the latter most recently, within the last two years and mostly out of necessity.  As for Dwarven, she speaks it fluently, with the correct accent and inflections.

The last adventuring group she'd been with (for a period of three years) was completely destroyed in an ambush by a band of marauding ogres.  She alone survived the battle. (Phiona doesn't say it, but she is still grieving strongly for the loss of her good friends.)  Because of this, she will hesitate to become close with new people too soon...

History:

Family Background:

    Whitefire, a family name held through seven generations, was passed from father to son.  The first Whitefire, Zackari Kruz of Yorick was a human wizard of some small renown who’d earned the name via the spectacular effect of his elemental magics- bright, white flames.  He eventually left the port city, located in eastern Santhala on the coast of the Adanian Sea, and wandered southward to settle in the city of Marcogg.  It was there he married and raised his small family.  Though none of his descendants ever took up magic, the name of Whitefire continued on through his family.

    Bookbinding and scribing were the family’s main choice of business for the first few generations, and then one burly Whitefire son by the name of Yarl joined the army just to try something different.  From that time on, the family always had at least one member with a current standing in the military.  Even so, the family always held a high regard for book learning, and every Whitefire child was educated and taught the power of good writing.  In the family home, there still is a modest library that holds more ancestral journals than all the other books and tomes combined.  

    Traditionally, the Whitefires were always supportive of the royal hierarchy, and their military involvement has continued unto this day.  A soldier’s pay is not much, however, so the family has, over time, adjusted to a more modest lifestyle than that of their adventuring ancestor, Zackari.  Little of the mage’s wealth has survived to this day.  Although the family has had an infamous black sheep or two, and some heroes of note, none became more famous than Phiona’s paternal grandfather, Captain Lucius Whitefire, who led the king’s own guard.  Lucius fell in a skirmish when enemies of the kingdom tried to capture the king’s eldest child for some nefarious end.  The attempt was curtailed, but Captain Whitefire was fatally wounded.  For his bravery, the high priests tried to heal Lucius, but they were unsuccessful and he succumbed to final death.

    Phiona’s parents are both still alive.  Her father, Xarl, is retired from the military due to age and the loss of his lower right leg.  He recently opened a small bookbindery and has been happy enough doing that, having had his fill of fighting.  Xarl currently employs two apprentices, a young, male dwarf called Stoneback (originally from the Mithral Mountains), and a middle-age woman named Alia Freefeather.  They both are boarded within the family home in Marcogg.  
   
    Her mother, Samara, has taken a stronger lead in the family since Xarl’s disability and retirement, two years prior.  She runs the household, manages the family’s money as well as that of her husband’s business, and she tends the gardens.  Additionally, she composes poetry, lyrics, and music, selling these to the local bards.  Samara also teaches music to any of the local children who ask, and currently as five young students- Kalissa, Vern, Bennet, Poe and Sashi.  Samara sees each child two times a week and the instruments she uses are the flute and harp.  This busy schedule is barely enough to keep Samara distracted from the constant thoughts of the death of her youngest daughter, Harriett, who had died years before at the age of six from a mysterious illness.  Phiona was nine at the time.  The two sisters were very close and Phiona still hasn’t recovered from the loss after all these years.  There are no other siblings.

    Phiona has ten living relatives.  In addition to Xarl and Samara, she has one paternal aunt, Xashia, and two paternal uncles, Brent and Lavar, all Whitefires; an Elven maternal great-grandfather, Elwynnil Cypherill; two maternal aunts, Celena Gemeth and Fatimah Valle; and two second-cousins, Fatimah’s children, Immer and Elwia Valle.  

    Of these relatives, all live in Marcogg.  Brent and Lavar are both still in the local military, and Elwynnil lives in the family home with Phiona’s parents.

     
Personal Background:

    When she was very young, Phiona was quite talkative and outgoing.  She was an energetic and rambunctious rascal who ran rampant throughout the household and surrounding yards, and she only settled down somewhat after her younger sister, Harriett was old enough to play with her.  Samara had a terrible temper and would resort to beatings as a form of discipline for her daughters.  Phiona got it in her head that she was the protector of her younger sibling, and she always stood up for the younger girl, even if it meant she got in trouble in Harriett’s stead.  

    Harriett was a charming little girl- extremely pretty with her soft flaxen hair, bright blue eyes and tinkling laughter- and as the younger daughter stepped into the spotlight, Phiona drew back and grew more reserved.  Eventually Phiona became more like she is today- laconic and stoic in nature.  Responsibility for another, even at so young an age, had changed Phiona into a serious, mature-minded child in just a few, short years.  

    At age six, Harriett grew ill, deathly ill, in less than two days time.  Her sudden death was a shock that rocked the family to its core.  Even fifteen years later, there are very few of Harriett’s relatives that don’t think about the child every day… Phiona and Samara still grieve to this day over the loss of Harriett.  One of the reasons that Phiona is out adventuring now, rather than living at home, is so that she won’t be a constant reminder to Samara of how cruel fate could be to take a favored child instead of one more easily missed.  Samara made no secret out of her beliefs that Phiona was responsible for Harriett's death, going as far as accusing her of poisoning her small sister.

    Of the adults in her family, Phiona was closest to her great-grandfather, Elwynnil- or Grampa Elwynn as she likes to call him- an the Ahrhim Elf who spurred her interest in geography and other lands.  He would fill the evening hours with long tales of travel throughout Santharia, from coast to coast, from mountain to swamp, and from forest to desert.  Grandpa Elwynn hailed from the Almatrar Woods, on the northern border of Santhala where Zackari Whitefire was well known in local legends.  It was in tracking down Whitefire’s descendants into Marcogg that Elwynnil met a lovely maiden called Kisha Marnayh.  Yet, little did Elwynnil know, when he married Kisha, that his granddaughter would end up marrying one of Whitefire’s own offspring… It made for a great bedtime story, if nothing else.

    When she was of an age (16 years old), Phiona joined the royal army and was the first female in the family to become a soldier.  Although Xarl was very proud of Phiona, Samara was happy to have her out of the house.  Lucky for Phiona, her Grampa Elwynn would come to visit a couple of times each week, so she only really needed to come home for the major holiday.  

    When she was seventeen, Phiona had her first real relationship with a soldier from another troop.  His name was Marlus Blackwine and he was strong, clever and very handsome.  Phiona often wondered what he saw in her, when Marlus obviously could have his pick of any woman.  She liked him a lot, and might have eventually fallen in love with him, if he hadn’t grown so possessive of her and jealous of the other men in her own troop.  Marlus Blackwine became so resentful and bitter that Phiona could not stand to be around him any longer and she abruptly broke off the relationship.  He did not take it well. At first Blackwine merely stalked her, then, as his career in the military took off, he would use his power and authority over the next few years to make her life miserable unless she agreed to return to him.  But after all this time, she was adamant about not wanting anything to do with him… and this led to a very unfortunate incident:  

    There was a time when her troop came under Blackwine’s command during a small civil uprising in one of the smaller towns, on the southern outskirts of Santhala, called Seraia, located just with a crook of the Sharadon Forests.  Commander Blackwine wanted to make an example of the captured rebels, by forcing them to watch their families’ punishment before their own.  The innocent women, children and elderly folk were to be cruelly whipped for crimes they didn’t commit and by Phiona’s own troop.  Phiona, of course, refused to do this.  Blackwine decided it was time for his revenge, and he ordered her to be lashed in addition to the rebels and their families.  He claimed that the purpose was making an example for any soldier who might disobey a direct order under his command, but Phiona knew otherwise.  Her own sergeant was forced to lash her, and Blackwine watched the entire time it was done.  Though many in her troop were angered by the display, there was no one in the local army that would step up and tell Blackwine he was out of line.  Phiona’s anger was only matched by her resolve to get away.  As soon as she recovered and was able- over a week later- Phiona packed her gear and left in the cover of night.  She has been avoiding any run-ins with the local military ever since.  Phiona she still carries the angry scars across her back and upper left arm.

Adventuring Years:

      When she set out on her personal odyssey, Phiona was twenty years old with four years of military training and experience under her warrior’s belt.    

[To be expanded later… via gameplay]

Occupation:

Phiona Whitefire is a warrior and a wandering hero.  She was once a soldier in a vast army, which is where her training began, but she is one no longer.  She is a sword for hire, although she would be hard-pressed to join any large organization.  Truthfully, she'd rather avoid such a committment.  Although her skills in fighting are excellent, she is not the best swordsman in the realm, and she knows this well.  She does, however, try her best to improve on a daily basis.

Fighting Style:

Phiona is neither impulsive nor indecisive.  She  will assess a situation with a strategicly keen eye and then go at it in the most tactically minded way.  She is not prone to stupid gambits and prefers to plan ahead.  If surprised or ambushed, she will do her best to protect a weaker companion, especially if she considers that person a friend or if that person is integral to accomplishing a goal.  

She does know how to use a bow, but she fights best in hand-to-hand combat.  Phiona's fighting style focuses on the hand and a half sword (commonly know as the bastard sword) and she owns a finely made blade.  It is not magical in nature.  She can use a shield, but prefers the flexability of fighting one or two handed with her favored sword.  She carries other swords for different reasons: a short sword for close quarters combat (which she dislikes with a passion), a mace in case she needs a blunt weapon, and other blades as back-ups in case she loses the one she normally uses (has happened before, so she is always well-prepared now).   Phiona can fight from horseback as well, being trained in the army's calvary.

Weaknesses:

She is both fascinated and distrustful of magic.  When spells go off around her, she is usually caught off guard and will hesitate, trying to rethink her strategies before acting in a foolish manner.  This is a good way to defeat her in battle.

Phiona is deathly afraid of close spaces.  She can go underground if the area is vast or cavernous, however in tight tunnels (less than 2 ped) she will grow visibly anxious and nervous.  The smaller the space, the more distraught she will get.  She has a fear of being buried alive, being trapped, or being enslaved by others.

Although she is pretty, and some would even say beautiful, Phiona cannot sing, act, or dance.  Graceful and dexterous as she is, rhythm is not a skill she possesses.

She is only fair with bow and crossbow, and then only as long as it’s not from a mount’s back or a moving wagon (i.e. with solid ground underfoot).  She will use missile weapons as a last resort, they are not her weapon of choice.

Strengths:

Her strengths are her courage, her loyalty and her sense of tactics.  In her mind, loyalty is earned, not given away freely.   She knows how to follow her own heart as well as the advice of trusted friends.  She will bend the rules when necessary, but will not do so without good cause.  She is, at her very core, a hero, but she also knows the difference between bravery and foolishness and will not sacrifice herself for just any reason.  She is an alert individual, always watching for the unexpected.  This isn't paranoia, just a mature sense of the world's inherent dangers.

Phiona can fight from horseback almost as well as she can fight on the ground.  Most opponents don’t expect this from a woman, and it gives her a fighting edge.

She has a strong sense of geography and is always, on some level, aware of the lay of the land around her.  Her internal compass is uncanny, and while she can get lost, very rarely does this ever happen.  She usually can tell which way is north.  Her cartography skills are better than most.  She can draft a map as easily as she can read one.

Although Phiona can wield almost any weapon made, she is best with the bastard sword (not meaning she is the best there is, far from it, but more that she fights better with this sword than her other weaponry).  It is her weapon of choice, the first drawn in sudden danger.  

Possessions/Animals:

Her gear is pretty standard, although some may have noticed that Phiona tends to carry duplicate items in her horse's saddlebags. She does stock a large amount of silk rope and other climbing gear, usually kept with the horse.  

Her horse is a light war-horse, trained for battle but not wearing any barding as, in Phiona's opinion, it slows them down and is cruel to the animal, especially in warm weather.
The mare is gold in color with a white mane and tail.  She never refers to her horse by name.  In fact, Phiona does not talk to the mare at all, even when riding, only using knee signals and reins to control her mount.

Although quite capable with her own horse, Phiona doesn't seem to have any affinity for other types of animals.

Weapons owned are a fine, bastard sword, a longsword, a shortsword, a light mace, and a silver-edged dagger.  She also has a longbow and carries one full quiver of arrows, both usually kept with her mount.  She owns a shield that tends to stay attached to her horses saddle most of the time, too.

Items of note:

Byways and Footpaths- A Ranger’s Atlas of the Realms of Saranthia
Appearance:  This old leather journal is beat-up and well used.  It has over 200 hand-sketched and notated maps of various areas throughout Saranthia, some very detailed, others not so.  This book is old, and wouldn’t include much information more recent than 300 years ago.  This atlas was a gift from Phiona's great-grandfather, Elwynnil Cypherill aka Grampa Elwynn, so any recent scribblings in the book are his, or Phiona's own notes.

Moonstone and Other Precious Gems
Appearance:  This is a thick, lavishly illustrated manual of gemstones listing hundreds of gem types, possible flaws and imperfections, and standard values.  This manual was a gift from a long-time friend and school chum, Emeralda Boulderrun, a feisty Dwarven lass with fiery-red hair and bright green eyes.  The two were nearly inseperable when Phiona was 16 years old and Emeralda was 25.

The Journal of Phiona Whitefire
Appearance:  This ordinary, travel sized, leather-bound journal has various entries and sketches regarding Phiona’s adventures.  It is relatively new and in good condition.  She writes anything of significance here.  Most of the parchment pages within are still blank.  This journal was made by her father, Xarl, and given to Phiona just before she left the army.

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