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Eyue
¶ The Deluge
(she/her)
¶ In Short
Proprietary Setting: Warcraft
Unaligned Vulpera Dowser ~ 30 ~ 4' (1.22m)🍆
A hardy fox of stocky build, sturdy and covered with a scruffy, frizzy fluff.
Scrappy and rough around the edges. Street-wise and competent.
Distracted, maybe a little aloof individual with a deep warmth in her heart.
Protector of the realm on a small scale.
¶ Details
·— Species | Faction —· Unaligned Vulpera
·— Profession | Class —· Dowser, Adventurer
·— Birthplace | Home —· Vol'dun
·— Age | Height | Weight —· 30 years old, 4' (1.22m), 130 lbs (59kg)
·— Physiognomy | Shape —· Fairly large and stocky
·— Romantic Attraction | Sexuality —· Panromantic Demisexual
·— Pronouns | Gender Expression —· she/her, woman
¶ Description
Every caravan needs someone who can track down water, Eyue was one of those... and more. As scruffy and rough around the edges as she seemed to be, she was competent at tracking down the elements and coaxing them into doing what needed to be done. Perhaps that's what made her into a spellcaster down along the line, or did that come first? Who could tell.
Eyue was a fairly sizable fox, sturdy and covered with a scruffy, frizzy fluff that drowned some of her hardier features. Not much of a physical combatant, and yet strong enough to fend for herself no matter what the sands throw at her. Perhaps that was obvious, for someone of her persuasion. A kind creature, but a creature for sure. Eyue was a distracted, maybe a little aloof individual but with a deep warmth in her heart. A protector of the realm on a small scale, and not just because she was a vulpera.
Nowadays she was a lone fox more so than not, a nomad. Her reasons for this were not openly known, or at least she didn't make them known. Despite that it didn't seem like she minded this new way of life, even if it was far from the caraveneer lifestyle of old she was so well accustomed to.
¶ At a Glance
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| Scruffy | Pack Rat | Nomad | The Nose Knows | Huh? |
| This fox's mane, coat and tail are utterly frizzy, untamed and wild! Still, her fur is clean and reasonably taken care of. | It seems like everything she owns is on her person at all times. | It's hard to escape the dirt and grime when you travel around. However travelling also teaches you a lot of tricks and survival skills. It's a tradeoff. | With an eye for detail and some kind of supernatural vigilance, somehow nothing escapes her! | "Oh right, yeah. I was just lost in my thoughts." It's hard to tell if she's hyperfixated on something or just chronically distracted. |
¶ Hooks
- Eyue was a dowser, that meant she was good at finding water, an invaluable trait in the desert. Sometimes she offered those services to other caravaneers in Vol'dun. It's not impossible someone could've heard of her.
- Back in the day she's had more than a few run-ins with the Faithless and while she's mostly escaped any such encounters unharmed, that definitely colored her opinion of Sethrak. A former Faithless may recognize her from such an event.
- Those of the shamanistic persuasions may have gotten to know her as one of the few Vulpera who have had dealings with the Earthen Ring in recent time.
¶ History
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