Phaelanna growls and lets her hair lash out again
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Phaelanna sees the others attacking. This sot would not fair well if he continued and yet he decided to grapple. With a smile Phaelanna stepped forward and lashed out with her hair.
Phaelanna sighed as she saw the others sought brute force over diplomacy. Granted tensions were already high but to not try for a better outcome that minimized the risk of personal injury and injury of the others involved. Alas that was not the case, seemed she would have to get her hands dirty. " Well now that is quite the form you have dear" Phaelanna said as she let her hair unwind and writh freely her brow cocked in annouance.
She strikes sending her hair in to strike the man.
Well defusing the Situation non-violently is out. Guess its time to fight
Phaelanna looked at the swords woman and shook her head. Her hair cured as she looked to the swords woman. As she walked over to the Swords woman and glared into her eyes. " We do you ignorant human, Now as for the slave I want her for my handmaiden, and if she is gonna be sold I want to lay claim now here with you. I believe we could easily make some sort of arrangement. I mean what Noble doesn't need a trained maid slash bodyguard' She says placing a hand on her hip and looking regal.
As tensions rose Phaelanna stood mentally having her hair uncurl it self from the elaborate braiding she had chosen. It was subtle as she assessed tht something was about to go down and she didnt want to be defenseless.
Phaelenna did not like getting man handled by such a woman. Almosgt reflectively her hair writhed seeking to stretch out and get her. Especially when the insults came. Before she would strike the slaver came back and made a remark.
Wow so much posts will reply tomorrow. Sunday is my gameday.
Phaelanna was sitting at a table enjoying a nice warm mushroom and root soup with bread and cheese. On the table skittered a small magenta spider with rosey hues and patterns. This spider chewed on a few nibbles of chicken she had cut up. The woman paused looking at the woman pushed in to the tavern as well as the subsequent dialogue between her and another. Phaelanna was no slouch when it can to seeing others in iorns and chains. She was a former noble in an effluent house in the ever intriguing city of the drow. Unlike her breathren she was a bit different. Which is wbg she roamed about the world enjoying the fruits of her mercenary labors. Seeing tbat this woman seemed to be clearly held against her will the ebony skinned elf came over, her spider scarlet going directly into her silvery hakr that writhed with life of its own, stop at the table and loomed over the woman in chains. "Tell me are you a slave?" she asked as she ran her hand over Adrinas shoulder trying to look as if she was inspecting the merchandise. She leans in close and whispers. " I can possibly free you, but I need assurance you are not a criminal?"
I have left the drow city do to my calling. So I know few and far between drow, as I tend to have avoid them.
Currently at work will read and post on my next break
YAY, I am SOOOO ready to get into action with my Witch
Oooo...i like it
Found one
I will try and see if another drow female works for my pic first
checking in
background:
Phaelanna grew up in a Drow house devoted to the worship of Asmodeus. Its daughters were sent to become Brides of Asmodeus as the sons were free to learn whatever trade needed. Phaelanna, grew up amongst her indoctrinated siblings but had a special connection to one of the spiders she had chosen for her gaurdian. In doing this she was touched by the Empyreal Lord Arshea! One of the Lords underlings bestowed her a connection with her spider Vox.
In her fledgling years she learned a variety of fun skills and knowledge while learning spells from her spider. Her mother thought it was a blessing and a potential weapon for later and thus kept it a secret. When her mother was eliminated by a rival via assassination Phaelannas’ gifts were found out and the teenage drow was sent to the Asmodean church to learn to be one of his brides. However in her lessons she showed more variety of spells and blasphemed the Lord of Tyranny instantly sealing her fate. The Xiltoarans’ there were punished, and in turn her cousins tried to punish her. Phaelanna knew after attempts on her life that she was done for. So she fled. In her escape she turned to the poor districts learning the skills needed to survive. By the time she became an adult she was a prominent member of a mercenary guild with in the Underdark. Her role was a magical scout. In her work she began to work with a variety of other races and classes as she grew in her power. After years and her rise her family sent assassikns after her. Assassins’ she slew. This got her out of the Drow city she was in and out into the wilder world. Now the Drow Noble walked the earth seeking her purpose, the one whispered in her dreams and through her communing with the entity that blessed her with Vox! Should hopefully have discription later
Okay The Familiar I will make its own Alias. As for the background still working on it. Thinking due to her link to her patron ( thinking a Celestial Attendant of Shelyn specializing in Dance and movement) She was cast out of her house. Who wanted her to follow the Family Patron ( the Drow God/goddess) Thus she grew up on the streets with only Vox as her friend as he was her link to her Patron. She learned spells and was blessed with supernatural hair while stealing to survive. Enough that she joined a mercenary house one more inclined to allow her to worship and commune with who she wished as long as she helped the house.
Sweet Gotta Cook and then more work!
Okay most of the crunch is done. need equipment and rogue talents. also the story typed and posted But all in all I am ready oh and does my hair count as a finesse weapon?
This a prevjew of what I am working on if I am still able to join
Iteb I wouldn't mind being the pretty boy who won your characters heart
i can do the deadline i thought it wasfor yesterday
Might have to backout. As I have no time to type up this character offically
And yes I do pole dance its how I make money on the side
Sweeney lol, love it
Work in progress from Critzible. Keagan is a smiling polearm master who is a devotee of Shelyn. Making him the exuberant youth who combines his dancing to his attacks |