Difference between revisions of "Fayre'a Tayuun"
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− | <font style="color:#a796c3; font-style:italic;"> | + | <font style="color:#a796c3; font-style:italic;">“You've given up your teeth and tongue to some cruel voice in your head.”</font> |
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'''Voice:''' A naturally fast talker, who carries a while crude, unplaceable Common accent. His Huntspeak, however, easily gives away his Southern Woods' upbringing. | '''Voice:''' A naturally fast talker, who carries a while crude, unplaceable Common accent. His Huntspeak, however, easily gives away his Southern Woods' upbringing. | ||
− | '''Clothing:''' The hunter does not own much more than a few sets of shirts that, by now, barely fit his shape or are dreadfully painted with stains. Nor does he find much need to replace them, as he is more than content in wearing the same set of worn hunting gears made of dark leathers and furs all throughout the seasons. While he will | + | '''Clothing:''' The hunter does not own much more than a few sets of shirts that, by now, barely fit his shape or are dreadfully painted with stains. Nor does he find much need to replace them, as he is more than content in wearing the same set of worn hunting gears made of dark leathers and furs all throughout the seasons. While he will occasionally change his attire if given a reason and a set of clothes, he will otherwise stubbornly wear his heavy armors in the humidity of summer without a problem. |
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− | <font style="color:#a796c3;font-style:italic;"> | + | <font style="color:#a796c3;font-style:italic;">“How many generations does it take to become feral?”</font> |
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− | <font style="color:#a796c3;font-style:italic;"> | + | <font style="color:#a796c3;font-style:italic;">“I'm being perfectly fucking civil.”</font> |
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− | <div align=center><div style="font-size:12px;letter-spacing:0.75em;color:#382B25;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver"> | + | <div align=center><div style="font-size:12px;letter-spacing:0.75em;color:#382B25;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px silver">“All these bones want to do is sleep.”</div></div> |
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Revision as of 15:21, 8 July 2018
Fayre'a Tayuun The Good Hunter About
“You've given up your teeth and tongue to some cruel voice in your head.”
Scars & Markings: His face is decorated with traditional, black tribal paints. There are a plethora of deep scars that vary from his neck and waist, and countless nicks that litter the palms of his hands to his fingertips. Voice: A naturally fast talker, who carries a while crude, unplaceable Common accent. His Huntspeak, however, easily gives away his Southern Woods' upbringing. Clothing: The hunter does not own much more than a few sets of shirts that, by now, barely fit his shape or are dreadfully painted with stains. Nor does he find much need to replace them, as he is more than content in wearing the same set of worn hunting gears made of dark leathers and furs all throughout the seasons. While he will occasionally change his attire if given a reason and a set of clothes, he will otherwise stubbornly wear his heavy armors in the humidity of summer without a problem. “How many generations does it take to become feral?”
“I'm being perfectly fucking civil.”
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