Difference between revisions of "Eva Loewenherz"
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spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"> | + | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">Forged and raised by the fire of the Ala Mhigan revolution and the rebellion after, left Eva no choice but to adapt to the time. Having her first real combat experience just by the tender age of nine, by carrying shells around while the world around seemed to go up in flames made this her 'normal'. Now after the Storm, she finds herself at loss. There is no life to live, just endless wandering in search for the next battle. A professional through and trough, she will accept any mission for the right pay, no matter the contractor. A tool has no right to question its use right? But in the afternoon of her life, slowly approaching the twilight she begins to get melancholic about the life she had to throw aside. </div></div> |
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #000000;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px black;letter- | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #000000;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px black;letter- | ||
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spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3> | spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;"> | + | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Shoulder-long golden hair, drawn back to reveal a scared sharp face with the sly expression and the freckles to match. There are some wrinkles here and there, given she is no longer a teenager and all this time in the sun, make her appear slightly older then she is. Some keen eyes might even spot the first traces of gray in her locks, but the feature that draws are the pale blue eyes. The eyes of an all-knowing hunter, scanning and calculating every bit of information that reaches them. She is slightly taller than your average Miqo'te, her frame slim but highly athletic. While her face might start to look like its glory days lie a bit behind, her athletic abilities are still at their peak. All of that is neatly wrapped up in practical clothing but fashionable, a soldier has to dress formally to stick out of the sea of mercenaries after all. </div> |
<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Aspects That Stand Out: </div> | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Aspects That Stand Out: </div> | ||
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Forged and raised by the fire of the Ala Mhigan revolution and the rebellion after, left Eva no choice but to adapt to the time. Having her first real combat experience just by the tender age of nine, by carrying shells around while the world around seemed to go up in flames made this her 'normal'. Now after the Storm, she finds herself at loss. There is no life to live, just endless wandering in search for the next battle. A professional through and trough, she will accept any mission for the right pay, no matter the contractor. A tool has no right to question its use right? But in the afternoon of her life, slowly approaching the twilight she begins to get melancholic about the life she had to throw aside.
Shoulder-long golden hair, drawn back to reveal a scared sharp face with the sly expression and the freckles to match. There are some wrinkles here and there, given she is no longer a teenager and all this time in the sun, make her appear slightly older then she is. Some keen eyes might even spot the first traces of gray in her locks, but the feature that draws are the pale blue eyes. The eyes of an all-knowing hunter, scanning and calculating every bit of information that reaches them. She is slightly taller than your average Miqo'te, her frame slim but highly athletic. While her face might start to look like its glory days lie a bit behind, her athletic abilities are still at their peak. All of that is neatly wrapped up in practical clothing but fashionable, a soldier has to dress formally to stick out of the sea of mercenaries after all.
Aspects That Stand Out:
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