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Name: Saniah Ashe
Gender: Female
Race: Halfling
Age: 20
Physical Appearance:
Height: 3'3"
Weight 40 lbs
Hair Colour: Reddish
Eye Colour: Blue
Skin Tone/Colour: Somewhat pale.
Affiliation: None in particular
Occupation: Priestess of Yondalla
Profession/Talent: Healer
Weapon: Mourningstar [[Shortsword when she gets the proficiency]]
Appearance:
[[As seen in her 'Examine' description.. If I didn't forget to put it in.]]
Age: Early twenties apparently.
Hair color: Reddish.
Eye color: Blue
Height: Approximately 3'3”
This curious hin sends a friendly smile your way, a happy smile almost always gracing her lips, and when it isn't she has probably traded the smile in for a more serious look for when the time is appropriate. Saniah can be percepted as a fun, caring hin or a mature hin of the same caring nature, you can usually 'see' the caring part in her smiles. Saniah rarely ever seems to frown, as those who hang around her are sure to notice.
Saniah seems to have a slightly defined figure, only more reinforced by being a rather tall hin, but either way she is still a very small woman by most peoples standards, like all hin. She doesn't have any particular figure, grace, charm or anything of the sort, unless you count her caring and 'cute' attitude and looks, as some people would call it as a charm. She's just your ordinary everyday hin who just happens to give friendly smiles and a wave to practically everyone she meets on her travels.
Perhaps the only out of the ordinary trait of Saniah is her well-cared for hair, if you even count that as out of the ordinary at all.
Short History:
A simple girl from Luiren, a halfling country far, far away, practically all the way on the other corner of Faerun. Saniah is a only child, her parents far too adventurous to risk having more children, though they always moved where there were those in need and those in strife, her mother and father trying to care and protect those that they met on their travels across southern Faerun. Its not like it was hard to find distressed people, since there could always be a dispute or two found in the south, such as the hostilities between the Shaar and the fractional Borderer's in the Border Kingdoms. It was just a part of nature that Saniah grow up like her parents, wanting to heal and help others. Of course, their teachings of Yondalla having had a slight hand in Saniah's development, since she also strove to be a priestess of her faith. And why not? It was one good way to help others more readily with divine prayers of healing.
Saniah heard of the plauge at Neverwinter... Feeling like she could help in some way or protect the others living in Neverwinter, she decided to take a boat from Lushpool to Neverwinter. Sadly, when she arrived to Neverwinter, or more specifically the coast to its ports, the crew and Saniah found out that the city was barred to all, everything, really, nobody allowed in or out of the city during the plague. The captain just sighed and decided to take their cargo further north, hoping that he could still make a profit from his haul. Their next main stop was Sundren, and Saniah just decided to stay here and see what she could learn, see, and help here. Better to at the very least rest up a bit before traveling some 2700 miles on the sea, then some 1000 miles on land. What better place than to rest at Sundren, then? Better than the other choices, in her opinion.
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I have decided to make the Diary, yes, but use a mix of Diary and In-character events, making it a hybrid of sorts. If anyone has anything against what I write saying that it never happened in-character, then please take it up to me in PM's, and also, I will update very slowly since i'm awfully lazy!
The Tiny Diary, Part One.
Saniah's boatride from Neverwinter wasn't exactly the most pleasant one. There was so much ale that was brought on the deck that seeing the sailors drunken was a commodity on the boatride, which had Saniah worried for everyone's, including her own, safety. Thankfully, the captain had drilled some discipline into his men, as they seemed to stop drinking ale when they neared the rather dangerous coast of one of the Sundren ports, Port Alvanthyr.
Saniah's stay at Port Alvanthyr was short, there wasn't anything much to do in the port-town, let alone see. As she walks the street off from the boat towards one of the only ways into the city from the harbor, a man notices Saniah and speaks up to her.
"Hello, I am the personal recorder for all incoming personnel and their cargo. What is your name?"
Saniah looks up to the man, he looked official enough... Even has a notebook to write down what he needs to know. She nods to him and speaks up to him.
"I'm Saniah Ashe."
He scribbles it down, nodding.
"I see... And where do you come from, little one?"
Saniah nods and crosses her arms, telling her about Luiren and then starts to get into detail about over half of the southen regions, but the man interrupts her.
"Ah - Thats good enough, miss. Your belongings?"
She nods to him lightly.
"Uh, some gold coins, a short sword and a few potions of cat's grace."
He scribbles it down and then speaks down to her again.
"I see, and what is your purpose for coming here to Sundren?"
Saniah nods up to him and smiles.
"I want to see what people need help here! And, I always like seeing new cities, so-"
He nods and scribbles it down, interrupting her as she gets into detail.
"Ah, Well then have a good day, miss!"
He looks behind Saniah, walking up to another of the arrivals, starting the whole process out again. Saniah just shrugs and continues her walk, guessing that she should deliver that package that one guy told her about...
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Part Two:
Now really, Sundren seems like a nice place. At least it hasn't closed off its borders, unlike Neverwinter. All I wanted to do was help, too. Figures. I'm sure they'll be alright though, they seem to-
The sound of two voices in the Four Lantern's Inn gets surprisingly loud as I draw a little too close to them, breaking me out of my train of thought. I finally focus as to where i'm going, and I see a human in greenish/brown leather and a plump gnome about my size with those glasses I see people wearing sometimes. If I had walked a few more steps I would have just bumped right into them. How embarrassing!
"...Perhaps we should wait to talk of that later, Thistle."
The gnome turns to me, having noticed my presence. The other one turns too, nodding at my direction now that the gnome alerted him to my presence as well. I shake my head and put both my hands up to shake them from side to side a little, trying to emphasize my next few words.
"Oh, no! Its no problem, I didn't mean to intrude on anything, honest!"
And then after that, My new friends, Juniper and Thistle, Or otherwise known as Daelus, echanged some silly words between eachother, jokes I'd think. Like, They'd say how they don't know why they keep eachother around, or how Juniper only needs Daelus for a mannequin for her tailoring, other neat things like that. I thought it was all nice to listen to. Eventually, the two decide they want to show me to a place out of the city, Exigo Trading Port. I oblige to their request, all the more happy to meet new people, right? That just so happens to be exactly what happened, We diddn't walk in a few meters through the fences that designate the borders of the Exigo's trading port when Juniper decided to give me a rundown of what the trading port is, what people do here... When people from the camp fire come over to speak to us, or, more specifically, Daelus and Juniper. A dark robed man with white spikes on his shoulder, a rather scary man, asks Juniper how the goblin-slayer is feeling, which is apparently her. I think nothing much of it and let the day play by as it did, many people come from the road and join in on the talking, until finally we amassed such a large crowd that we have to go to the campfire to unblock the road. I met Cirion, unofficially Archibald since I didn't get his name at the time, and a few others I never did really get the name of. Archibald seemed to need help with some kind of problems, later I found out that were the Goblins, and I was happy to help them in any way I could... but, of course, I lagged behind in my plate as he ran the whole way there, so I said that they should go on without me, since I was slowing them down so horribly, and thats just what they did.
~Signature of Saniah Ashe
Gender: Female
Race: Halfling
Age: 20
Physical Appearance:
Height: 3'3"
Weight 40 lbs
Hair Colour: Reddish
Eye Colour: Blue
Skin Tone/Colour: Somewhat pale.
Affiliation: None in particular
Occupation: Priestess of Yondalla
Profession/Talent: Healer
Weapon: Mourningstar [[Shortsword when she gets the proficiency]]
Appearance:
[[As seen in her 'Examine' description.. If I didn't forget to put it in.]]
Age: Early twenties apparently.
Hair color: Reddish.
Eye color: Blue
Height: Approximately 3'3”
This curious hin sends a friendly smile your way, a happy smile almost always gracing her lips, and when it isn't she has probably traded the smile in for a more serious look for when the time is appropriate. Saniah can be percepted as a fun, caring hin or a mature hin of the same caring nature, you can usually 'see' the caring part in her smiles. Saniah rarely ever seems to frown, as those who hang around her are sure to notice.
Saniah seems to have a slightly defined figure, only more reinforced by being a rather tall hin, but either way she is still a very small woman by most peoples standards, like all hin. She doesn't have any particular figure, grace, charm or anything of the sort, unless you count her caring and 'cute' attitude and looks, as some people would call it as a charm. She's just your ordinary everyday hin who just happens to give friendly smiles and a wave to practically everyone she meets on her travels.
Perhaps the only out of the ordinary trait of Saniah is her well-cared for hair, if you even count that as out of the ordinary at all.
Short History:
A simple girl from Luiren, a halfling country far, far away, practically all the way on the other corner of Faerun. Saniah is a only child, her parents far too adventurous to risk having more children, though they always moved where there were those in need and those in strife, her mother and father trying to care and protect those that they met on their travels across southern Faerun. Its not like it was hard to find distressed people, since there could always be a dispute or two found in the south, such as the hostilities between the Shaar and the fractional Borderer's in the Border Kingdoms. It was just a part of nature that Saniah grow up like her parents, wanting to heal and help others. Of course, their teachings of Yondalla having had a slight hand in Saniah's development, since she also strove to be a priestess of her faith. And why not? It was one good way to help others more readily with divine prayers of healing.
Saniah heard of the plauge at Neverwinter... Feeling like she could help in some way or protect the others living in Neverwinter, she decided to take a boat from Lushpool to Neverwinter. Sadly, when she arrived to Neverwinter, or more specifically the coast to its ports, the crew and Saniah found out that the city was barred to all, everything, really, nobody allowed in or out of the city during the plague. The captain just sighed and decided to take their cargo further north, hoping that he could still make a profit from his haul. Their next main stop was Sundren, and Saniah just decided to stay here and see what she could learn, see, and help here. Better to at the very least rest up a bit before traveling some 2700 miles on the sea, then some 1000 miles on land. What better place than to rest at Sundren, then? Better than the other choices, in her opinion.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
I have decided to make the Diary, yes, but use a mix of Diary and In-character events, making it a hybrid of sorts. If anyone has anything against what I write saying that it never happened in-character, then please take it up to me in PM's, and also, I will update very slowly since i'm awfully lazy!
The Tiny Diary, Part One.
Saniah's boatride from Neverwinter wasn't exactly the most pleasant one. There was so much ale that was brought on the deck that seeing the sailors drunken was a commodity on the boatride, which had Saniah worried for everyone's, including her own, safety. Thankfully, the captain had drilled some discipline into his men, as they seemed to stop drinking ale when they neared the rather dangerous coast of one of the Sundren ports, Port Alvanthyr.
Saniah's stay at Port Alvanthyr was short, there wasn't anything much to do in the port-town, let alone see. As she walks the street off from the boat towards one of the only ways into the city from the harbor, a man notices Saniah and speaks up to her.
"Hello, I am the personal recorder for all incoming personnel and their cargo. What is your name?"
Saniah looks up to the man, he looked official enough... Even has a notebook to write down what he needs to know. She nods to him and speaks up to him.
"I'm Saniah Ashe."
He scribbles it down, nodding.
"I see... And where do you come from, little one?"
Saniah nods and crosses her arms, telling her about Luiren and then starts to get into detail about over half of the southen regions, but the man interrupts her.
"Ah - Thats good enough, miss. Your belongings?"
She nods to him lightly.
"Uh, some gold coins, a short sword and a few potions of cat's grace."
He scribbles it down and then speaks down to her again.
"I see, and what is your purpose for coming here to Sundren?"
Saniah nods up to him and smiles.
"I want to see what people need help here! And, I always like seeing new cities, so-"
He nods and scribbles it down, interrupting her as she gets into detail.
"Ah, Well then have a good day, miss!"
He looks behind Saniah, walking up to another of the arrivals, starting the whole process out again. Saniah just shrugs and continues her walk, guessing that she should deliver that package that one guy told her about...
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Part Two:
Now really, Sundren seems like a nice place. At least it hasn't closed off its borders, unlike Neverwinter. All I wanted to do was help, too. Figures. I'm sure they'll be alright though, they seem to-
The sound of two voices in the Four Lantern's Inn gets surprisingly loud as I draw a little too close to them, breaking me out of my train of thought. I finally focus as to where i'm going, and I see a human in greenish/brown leather and a plump gnome about my size with those glasses I see people wearing sometimes. If I had walked a few more steps I would have just bumped right into them. How embarrassing!
"...Perhaps we should wait to talk of that later, Thistle."
The gnome turns to me, having noticed my presence. The other one turns too, nodding at my direction now that the gnome alerted him to my presence as well. I shake my head and put both my hands up to shake them from side to side a little, trying to emphasize my next few words.
"Oh, no! Its no problem, I didn't mean to intrude on anything, honest!"
And then after that, My new friends, Juniper and Thistle, Or otherwise known as Daelus, echanged some silly words between eachother, jokes I'd think. Like, They'd say how they don't know why they keep eachother around, or how Juniper only needs Daelus for a mannequin for her tailoring, other neat things like that. I thought it was all nice to listen to. Eventually, the two decide they want to show me to a place out of the city, Exigo Trading Port. I oblige to their request, all the more happy to meet new people, right? That just so happens to be exactly what happened, We diddn't walk in a few meters through the fences that designate the borders of the Exigo's trading port when Juniper decided to give me a rundown of what the trading port is, what people do here... When people from the camp fire come over to speak to us, or, more specifically, Daelus and Juniper. A dark robed man with white spikes on his shoulder, a rather scary man, asks Juniper how the goblin-slayer is feeling, which is apparently her. I think nothing much of it and let the day play by as it did, many people come from the road and join in on the talking, until finally we amassed such a large crowd that we have to go to the campfire to unblock the road. I met Cirion, unofficially Archibald since I didn't get his name at the time, and a few others I never did really get the name of. Archibald seemed to need help with some kind of problems, later I found out that were the Goblins, and I was happy to help them in any way I could... but, of course, I lagged behind in my plate as he ran the whole way there, so I said that they should go on without me, since I was slowing them down so horribly, and thats just what they did.
~Signature of Saniah Ashe
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