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Violet Dawn
My parents thought it'd be cute to name me 'Violet' with a last name 'Dawn'
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Forest Border
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Patcharoo
Description
Violet is a hunter and a hawker, at the age of twenty one, who has spent most of her life in the forest. If one looks too deeply into her eye they will see the pain she constantly endures, hidden beneath a facade of smiles.
By 3dsquid of Deviant Art.
By 3dsquid of Deviant Art.
Personality
Violet has a severe inferiority complex. Other than that, she is polite and well mannered, quick to compliment and slow to chastise others.
Equipment
Longbow
Quiver of arrows
Fletching gear
Skinning knife
History
Violet has spent the past seven years in the forest, learning its ways and how to survive.
So begins...
Violet Dawn's Story
Violet pondered for a moment, one finger pressed on her chin. "I think it would be best if you saw my home first. Maybe there is not enough room for you while standing as a horse, but if you ducked your head or laid down I'm sure you could fit. Afterall, some shelter from the elements is better than none, yes?"
Violet rose once more to her feet, reaching out to pet the horses nose once more before heading off in what seemed a non-specific direction. "It is this way," Violet said with a hint of certainty, "Though I do apologise for the mess of the place. It's, well, I make arrows there and other things. I tend not to keep it too well kept as I am not often visited."
The walk would take perhaps ten minutes, and the 'house' would not be so terrible. Out the front was a stump with several abandoned arrow lying on top of it. The tree was actually too trees that had grown towards each other and formed shelter for where Violet slept. Several furs had been thrown on the floor of a few hunted creatures. A small pit had been dug out for a camp fire, another for bones and one more twenty paces from the back of the tree for other reasons.
"It's not much," Violet said, worry that it would not be good enough clear in her voice, "But its something, right?" He hands wrung together uncomfortably. "Actually, I'm sorry," she said with a wince, "This was a bad idea wasn't it. I've gone and done something quite silly."
"It's not much," Violet said, worry that it would not be good enough clear in her voice, "But its something, right?" He hands wrung together uncomfortably. "Actually, I'm sorry," she said with a wince, "This was a bad idea wasn't it. I've gone and done something quite silly."
Violet's face seemed to soften slightly. "Really? Oh look at me, making a big fuss over nothing." She headed towards the tree with great strides, as if trying to walk off her concerns. The tree was just a little too short to fit the horse. If they wanted to get inside they would have to duck their head. "It's quite a fortunate location, really. Not a dozen meters away there is a stream. If you listen closely you can hear it. And if you follow it you eventually arrive at a large pond, which you can bathe in if you deem it suitable."
"Oh it will be so nice to have some company. I have been awfully lonely for so long."
"Oh it will be so nice to have some company. I have been awfully lonely for so long."
Violet was knocked to the ground by the rude man rushing past her, but she certainly did not wonder what provoked such behaviour! Clearly this was an attack. She was hasty to aim her bow upwards with a notched arrow ready to fire at a moments notice.
The woman was a seasoned hunter, aiming straight for the man, and without a spare moments worry she loosed the arrow. If he wanted to kill her, he'd have to fight her first. And why not? She hadn't actually done anything to deserve some random flighty person swooping in and bothering her. But it seemed she had all the luck.
Violet did not take a moments hesitation, dashing forward and drawing her dagger, slashing it from left to right to try to cut the mans stomach open.
"You shoved me over and then it looked like you were going to attack me," Violet responded simply. "I do not trust you, as you were all too keen to barrel past me like a wretched brute and yet you show no care for whether or not I was harmed, just that you did not mean to harm me."
"Gentlemen help women up. Oafs try to seem innocent."
"Gentlemen help women up. Oafs try to seem innocent."
Violet rolled her eyes. "I am not your dear. I am the dear of no man. You receive my chagrin for your impoliteness. Do you know what you could have done after charging past me? You could have said, 'Sorry, I didn't see you there'." Biolet reached out to try to grab the horse girl but was too slow, letting out a sigh.
"Surely you speak to the horse, as being a hunter there is no beauty I behold. I am dirt smudged and I have the scent of blood on me." There was a hint of pride but also the obvious lie about the dirty part. She was very well kept. Still the hunting knife was held out, a sign of the womans distrust.
"Then you are doomed to failure, as an act that you might deem good today may tomorrow be found evil. Killing a board so that you may live may feel an innocent thing, until you uncover the three young that cannot survive without their mother, and you are forced to end their lives as well."
Violet smiled and nodded to the horse, rather pleased with the girls response. "You can never trust a man," she added.
Violet smiled and nodded to the horse, rather pleased with the girls response. "You can never trust a man," she added.
Violet took two steps back, away from the sword. "Whatever are you doing?" she asked, eyes narrowing, hand clutching her blade tightly. She was taken aback by a weapon now being around, especially by magical means. Her back was to Razel, and thus she did not see his approach.
The setting changes from The Ruins to Forest Border
Out in the forest was a sensible looking individual, who's clothing was rather clean considering she spent most of her time out in the wild trying to hunt to survive. Blood rarely tainted her fair skin, though the smell often lingered. It seemed that no matter how frequently she washed, she always smelt like the blood of a slain animal. She was nearby when she noticed the forest changing, the earth becoming a slurry of mud and water. Quickly she climbed a tree, wondering whatever could have caused this.
Violet heard the voice, and was utterly boggled to their meaning. Slowly she worked her way from tree to tree, as after all she was no elf, just a person desperately climbing from branch to branch, towards the voice. "Excuse me," she called in a light and very civil voice, the sort that indicated a noble upbringing.
"Well, if the trouble here has passed, I believe I will leave." The woman slowly lowered herself down from the tree to the ground, delicately trying to avoid the mud. She immediately dropped into the curtsey she promised. "Thank you for preserving the forest," she complimented simply.
Violet raised her head, looking to the clearing just past the trees. She personally didn't like such areas, as they were much too open. Yes she was much in favour of the cluttered trees. But she could have sworn she saw someone, or something, out in the clearing. Had that been a fox? She couldn't tell. For the moment though she drew her knife and her bow closer, keeping a wary eye on the open area to her side.
Violet was on her knees covered in blood, it seemed. It was messy, it was gritty, and it was perhaps her least favourite time. A recently slain stag lay at her feet and she ran a blood soaked hand gently down the side of its neck, just past the knife would she had inflicted to slay the creature. She muttered a sincere apology before she took her knife once more, brushed her hair out of the way, and got to work on skinning the thing.
By now there was blood on both hands and some on her face and stomach, from where she had touched her head and from when she had held it to kill it respectively. Two arrows stuck out of its side.
By now there was blood on both hands and some on her face and stomach, from where she had touched her head and from when she had held it to kill it respectively. Two arrows stuck out of its side.
Violet raised her head from her work, mouth opening slightly in shock. "H-hello," the woman stuttered briefly, before regaining her composure and rising to stand. She did not appear to be aggressive. "How do you do?" Her voice was that of someone who came from a rich upbringing, possibly nobility, each word carefully spoken and expressed.
The woman took an apprehensive step backwards, as if uncertain of the mans intent. "I would be happy to trade favours should I only know what they were first," she said in rather neutral manner. She managed to keep the uncertainty from her voice, and her hand still clutched her hunting dagger.