Sesaree (NPC)

Sesaree (NPC)

Race

Human

Gender

Female

Alignment

Neutral

Profession

Merchant

Armor

None

Primary Weapon

Crossbow d12 (2 handed)

Secondary Weapon

Knife d6 (Merchant/Scholars only)

Gp and XP

GP: 2536 XP: 630

Items

None

Background

This charming, tanned ambivert is obviously not from around Coppervale- or mainland, for a matter of fact. Her home was on an uncharted island far off into the beauty of the wild seas, Tyrika; where a separate code of laws, customs, and culture took place. Nothing drastically different keep in mind; but festive life, fraternity, and the love of day set the standards for what one might believe to be a tropical paradise. Sesaree came from a respectable family of merchants there, trading their goods not just to the good peoples of the isle, but outward and beyond as well. Being a friendly and responsible person all throughout her life, she is and was able to befriend many in a short period of time; making her a popular girl at school. Through study she learned the Drow language and much about her island's interesting history. Ses diligently worked in her family's business in her spare time while she also learned how to cook, fish, and dance- now three of her favorite hobbies. Her free-spirited and dream-like lifestyle was cut short but only three years ago when a terrible disease contracted on her island, and sadly to her people's case, they were not immune and died within weeks of catching it. Knowing that life was soon to end for the utopian isle and their business, Sesaree's family sent her away as quickly as they could for only she seemed to be the most willing to stand this plague. With a heavy heart the young woman left what is now nicknamed an "Island of Death" with only her possessions and her family's trade, packmule, and cart to lean back on; searching out in the abyss of the world for a place her kinsmen's legacy can thrive; and a place for her own heart to call home.

The spunky, twenty-one year old islander stands at a height of 5'5"; and is slim, though agile and mesomorphic in frame. Her skin is deeply tanned by the years of her people's sun-intake, and her bleached-like pale blonde/white hair brushes against her shoulders; unless tied back in a ponytail. Her eyes are as blue-green and enchanting as the sea, her teeth white and strong. Sesaree rarely wears shoes if she can help it, and then if she has to...flimsy sandals. For the warmth of winter she has but an orange cloak to comfort her, other than that; her apparel is very much what she would wear on the island. The color of her clothes are vivid and festive, made of soft and fine fabrics. Assortments of the decorative skirts and tank tops she wears can fill a darkened room with brightness; and the bangled and beaded bracelets, necklaces, and earrings she adorns assess her persona well. She is an affectionate being with an occasional sarcastic humor, unless provoked to be otherwise.

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