Aor

Her short, choppy red hair ends on a parallel with a scarred-over cut deep into her throat that has made it impossible for her to speak. However, as this cut does not appear to be severe at first glance, many do not realize she isn't speaking of her own will. Her slanted red eyes add a wild beauty to her tall, graceful form.

Personality

As the leader of a guard for a political and spiritual leader, it stands to reason that Aor would be the strong, silent type, the latter being true even when she had her voice. Her frosty demeanor can somehow translate to her fiery eyes, leading to many to leave her be.

Equipment

An excellent archer, Aor also can use spears, daggers, and swords easily, using magic to summon these items when she does not have them on her.

History

Aor's Story

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# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 05:57:50, as written by Cashala

Aor did not take note of Doryn's usual entrance, sitting in a relatively quiet corner as she was. Her bow and quiver were in their sealed forms with most of her other weapons, all but a few daggers remaining on her person. Sipping at her water, she contemplated her quest for knowledge, knowing that results had to be made - and soon.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:14:30, as written by Cashala

Aor glanced to Doryn silently, her glass held by her hand in such a way that the appendage blocked any view of her mouth, which had a semi-annoyed frown tainting it. Looking back ahead, she contemplated if she should leave - she knew that look - but opted not to. He might have information.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:22:04, as written by Cashala

Aor glowered at the strange man in front of her, ember-like eyes adding to the exotic shape of her eyes. However, she did not speak - not like she had a choice in the matter, really. Doryn, however, did not know this.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:26:57, as written by Cashala

Aor looked away, to the door this time. It was a slim chance, but Netoori might show up - Hell, even now she'd settle for the Demon brat or the dau'itil, though they probably wouldn't be much help. Any familiar face would be welcome now - after all, something about this man seemed . . . off. And not in a good way.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:30:23, as written by Cashala

Aor unamused, Aor looked back to the Legacy, shaking her hands at him in a shooing gesture. "Get lost!" she wanted to shout; "You're a damn waste of space and my time."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:33:33, as written by Cashala

Aor narrowed her eyes. This one was going to be an annoyance, if not a problem. Standing, she grabbed her money pouch from beside herself and, ignoring Joker, started to leave. She'd dig for information elsewhere - then again, being mute and trying to ask questions doesn't really mix, she mused.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:37:54, as written by Cashala

Aor bared her teeth, grinding them slightly, as she glared first at the offending arm and then the offending person whose arm it was. Grabbing for a dagger, she had it up in the blink of an eye and to his arm, clearly threatening to slice the damn thing off with a challenge in her eyes.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:42:07, as written by Cashala

Aor was unamused. It showed on her face too, because she could see it in Doryn's reflective glasses. This really wasn't turning out to be the best of days, but instead of dwelling on it, she did the next best thing - she swiped at Doryn's arm, jerking her own out of his grasp, while also going in for a crippling kick to right below his knee cap. Really, it wasn't anything fancy, but it would do. Well, that's what she thought.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:51:10, as written by Cashala

Aor moved nearly as quickly, twirling to evade the hand. Slashing at Doryn's chest, she used the momentum garnered from her evasive action to go into a spinning crouch, aiming one out-stretched leg as the tall Legacy's with intent to knock him over of at least unbalance him.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:55:33, as written by Cashala

Aor didn't allow herself time to smirk as she quickly assessed the situation. Crowded bar of oblivious patrons. Pissed off non-Human with more speed than her. Just great. However, she had to try something - and maybe the room she would be sharing with her travelling companions would offer a safe haven. Even if it was incredibly far away.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 06:58:30, as written by Cashala

Aor did not like the sound her ribs were making. Wincing, she struggled to get the upper hand despite the sharp, aching pain in her chest. Breathing ragged, she went for an eye gouge.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-04-02 07:03:20, as written by Cashala

Aor , as she was unable to move from being pinned against the wall, grimaced as her body lost their support, causing her to slump down slightly. However, this did lend the opportunity to kick at Doryn once she recovered - and kick she did.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Cashala

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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