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Ara Dustbrand
War of the Thorns Veteran || Pact Bastion
(she/her)
Proprietary Setting: Guild Wars 2
¶ In Short
Charr ~ 29 ~ 8'11 (2.72m)🍆
Meaty and thick, strong build with big hips.
Strong desire to help people. Loving, even romantic. Non-judgemental, open minded. No expectations.
A former Pact soldier turned merc. PTSD from the jungle.
Fought Kralkatorrik but never officially rejoined the Pact.
¶ Details
·— Species | Faction —· Formerly Pact, unaligned Charr
·— Profession | Class —· Retired Pact Soldier, now Mercenary, Revenant
·— Birthplace | Home —· Born in central Ascalon, settled in Lion's Arch
·— Age | Height | Weight —· 31 years old, 8'11 (2.72m) tall
·— Physiognomy | Shape —· Meaty and thick, strong build with big hips
·— Romantic Attraction | Sexuality —· monoromantic, bisexual
·— Pronouns | Gender Expression —· she/her, woman
¶ Description
A charr of a fairly large frame, Ara had a characteristically strong build and good amount of well rounded muscle mass that was comfortably padded to make her shapely and soft looking despite the physical toughness. Overtop of all that physical bulk was a lovely and soft coffee coat. Her pleasantly soft fur was naturally brown and smattered in a subtly dark striped pattern, there was even a nice creamy cover over her belly and other softer parts.
Ara's eyes were expressive and beautiful, filled with emotion and yet betrayed some kind of invisible weight in their depths. Her muzzle was often a little weary looking but smiling and pleasant towards most people. The mane on her head was well taken care of and crowned with relatively smallish horns on either side, with big and soft looking ears. All of this helped to position her as a very friendly and easy to approach person despite the somewhat imposing size.
Cautious and slightly wary, Ara took a little bit of time to warm up to people, but those who persevered were rewarded with one of the kindest people with a big big heart. Of course, being a little bit reserved didn't mean she wasn't otherwise friendly, but it was evident she kept strangers at an arm's distance.
¶ At a Glance
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| Gentle Giant | Charrpuccino | Lacking Confidence | Thousand Yard Stare | |
| For all the bulkiness of her big and strongly built frame, Ara was nicely shaped and rounded, with a soft comfortable padding under that smooth fur. It seemed like she was both physically powerful and still lovingly gentle and soft. | A couple shots of fine thick espresso with streaks of dark chocolate patterning, topped with a lovely fluffed up creamer. Delicious. Oh I was just talking about her fur. | For someone who was a decorated Pact soldier with years of service, Ara seemed to not be the most confident and self-assured person. She appeared to prefer not to push past the possible discomfort, even if it appeared like she had all the capacity to accomplish it. | Under pressure or stress, it could sometimes appear like she was a bit lost or not entirely there, eyes kinda out of focus and a vaguely dull expression on her face. It could be missed but whatever it was that affected her was intense. |
¶ Hooks
- Former Pact officers will know her, particularly from the time of the War of the Thorns.
- Even though retired from official Pact service, she joined the fight against Kralkatorrik and later the Void out of a sense of duty, you might have met there.
- A Lion's Arch resident.
¶ Notes
Having seen a large number of her close friends die in the push against Mordremoth in the War of the Thorns, Ara has suffered significant psychological trauma. Her PTSD sometimes makes it hard to function.