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{{Badge-Entry|Rival}}'''Feeora, Queen of Trade:''' "HEY! I KNOW YOU!" <br />Feeora was quick to tell Kisa all about what she remembered of the one-time bandit. A bandit who /has/ to be working an angle now! Feeora is absolutely sure she has to be, and she's not taking any of what Kisa is trying to feed her. This whole "gone legitimate" nonsense, what a load of hoo-hah! Might as well say she's a Princess next! Wait... She ''is'' saying that?! BUWHAHAHAHAHA! <br /><br /><br />Feeora grew up on the streets of Vandalheim, she was a pickpocket by trade until she got a bit older. Turned out, she is a rather lovely looking lady and she used that to her advantage! One scam after another she worked her way up the streets of the city of Bandits and Thieves until making her way over to Alexandria. She continued her work out there, except now making more money and living in a nicer place. She likes it here. <br /><br />She ''was'' trying to get a merchant to pay her for some new rugs "just coming in" when Kisa dropped by and offered a better deal. Took Feeora a moment to realize it was good ol' Kisaiya, the caravaner and bandit. Now that she's figured it out, she's going to lord that over her head and milk it for all its worth. Trying to one up me at ''my'' game in ''my'' new town?! I don't think so! |
{{Badge-Entry|Rival}}'''Feeora, Queen of Trade:''' "HEY! I KNOW YOU!" <br />Feeora was quick to tell Kisa all about what she remembered of the one-time bandit. A bandit who /has/ to be working an angle now! Feeora is absolutely sure she has to be, and she's not taking any of what Kisa is trying to feed her. This whole "gone legitimate" nonsense, what a load of hoo-hah! Might as well say she's a Princess next! Wait... She ''is'' saying that?! BUWHAHAHAHAHA! <br /><br /><br />Feeora grew up on the streets of Vandalheim, she was a pickpocket by trade until she got a bit older. Turned out, she is a rather lovely looking lady and she used that to her advantage! One scam after another she worked her way up the streets of the city of Bandits and Thieves until making her way over to Alexandria. She continued her work out there, except now making more money and living in a nicer place. She likes it here. <br /><br />She ''was'' trying to get a merchant to pay her for some new rugs "just coming in" when Kisa dropped by and offered a better deal. Took Feeora a moment to realize it was good ol' Kisaiya, the caravaner and bandit. Now that she's figured it out, she's going to lord that over her head and milk it for all its worth. Trying to one up me at ''my'' game in ''my'' new town?! I don't think so! |
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{{Badge-Entry|Apprentice}}If only I had an assistant. I wish. One day maybe. |
{{Badge-Entry|Apprentice}}If only I had an assistant. I wish. One day maybe. |
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+ | {{Badge-Entry|Other Landmarks}}'''First Sphere:''' Merchants of the Lower Trades <br />'''Second Sphere:''' Merchants of the Upper Trades<br />'''Hard to Pin''' (Can Escape Imprisonment w/ Diplomacy)<br />'''Title:''' Princess of Vandalheim |
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Revision as of 04:27, 16 December 2017
Princess Kisaiya "Kisa" Forest
About Kisaiya
The long story short is that she grew up in a caravan, the slightly longer version is that she's a Tsuran who frequented Vandalheim more than any other city.Her childhood was filled with travels through The Vast and into the Desolation. Seeing sights that others have only read or heard about. Skyhold, the Broken Planes, even The Sea of Sundered Time, they were all places she was able to see and wander with her family. For her, by the way, her family is the caravan. It wasn't just her parents, but all of them. That's how they were raised, to understand that they all needed to rely on each other and grow up as a family.
Growing up like that tended to give a rather different view of what some might consider stealing. Most everything that people owned was simply what the caravan owned. If you set down a brush, it would likely be gone when you looked for it next, but you'd be able to find another easily enough. That shirt you hung out to dry might turn into someone else's tunic, but you did find a great pair of sturdy pants! It was simply the way of things, and everyone simply accepted it. If it was there, and wasn't attended... then it really wasn't anyone's right then. Want it? Take it!
Roleplay Hooks
- A Princess of Vandalheim (TOTALLY IS NOW! I HAVE PAPERS!);
- Doesn't quite fully grasp the what others consider stealing times;
- Enjoys looking at fabrics;
- Grew up in a caravan;
- Traveled all around The Vast and into Desolation;
- Often traveled to Vandalheim;
- Has a passing resemblance to a non-active caravan raider.
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