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Name: Jen Stukov Devise
Body build: Average, Lithe
Descendant: Devise and Stukov, Rebecca and Leon during their times and they led a group of Terran's of their own on a planet that was nowhere near the Dominion after something happened on a certain planet.
Description: 5'11" palish skin to a tanned look, orange eyes, very dark brown hair, hair is long and slightly wavy. Wears a leather vest along with chaps and a cloak.
Hard to sway, hunter, thoughts of adaption.
Can be quiet and is hard to trust others at first but once there is respect and trust along with friendship then she will help them in need.
Skills: Good psionics since the first people that started the bloodline were a Shadow and a Valkyrie. Is adapt at a hunting spear that can be used for multiple uses, fishing, hunting, killing, leverage...
Weapon: Hunting Spear
You all wake up. Having no recollection of your past lives, you know only your family name, and who they were, and yourself. You find yourself on a various spot on a small planet.
The east containing jungles and deserts, the center mainly deciduous forest and north sides are confierous forests. And South is an arctic wasteland.
The west is a dark place, filled with energies that could kill a regular person.
You are not regular people.
Together you will find hope for humanity. You will face many trials. And overcome great physical, personal, and self obsticals.
This. Is your story.
I grab a weapon that is near me, the tip stabbed in the snow. A polearm made of a dark metel with swirl carvings going along the shaft, and a kind of Obsidian metal alloy tip.
I hold it firmly after hearing a noise.
This metalwork seems... Familiar.
I holster it on the back of my armor, noticing they are of the same craftsmenship. I dont understand why, but I have an overwhelming feeling that the girl laying in the snow is important, so I pick her up and hoist her on my shoulder, and I venture through the wastes, seeking... Well. Anything other than ice or snow.
OOC: Dont tell me Jester isnt here...
Edited by Korozain on 10/1/2012 8:32 PM PDT
"Jared." I shake the mans hand. No harm in trusting him. He hasn't given me a reason not to yet. I look around and spot two weapons near me. A single edged long sword, which it seems goes on my left hand side, and a machine gun of some sort that goes in a holster on my right hip. I place them there and look around. "So, we go the forest floor then?"
As you look up, you see smoke arising from what seems like a forest clearing a little while away.
IC: I find I wasnt too deep in the wasteland, and find a treeling that starts a forest of white trees, starting at the base of a mountain.
Edited by Korozain on 10/1/2012 8:35 PM PDT
I climb down the tree, carefully watching for any forest predators. I'd noticed I had extra clips of ammunition for the gun on my hip, so I wasn't too worried. Still, we had to be careful. We didn't know what was waiting at the bottom of the trees. I glance up, noticing the smoke. "Huh, guess we should check it out."
Edited by Zarkun on 10/1/2012 8:55 PM PDT
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