Reema and Essarra

Name: Reema Farlight

Age: 18 years

Gender: female

Race: Human (Tris'Hathian - Lanuthan)

Height:5'6"

Personality: Benevolent, optimistic, contrary. Reema always believes there is a better solution to any problem, and that solution is often of her own making. This philosophy has failed her in the past, but she is forever optimistic about the future. She is a tinkerer and a fixer at heart. No project is ever completed because it can always be improved on. Some see her as weak willed as she is forever giving in to those who need a favour from her. She prefers to see herself as dependable in a pinch.

Description: Beefy build, round features, brown hair, blue eyes. The left side of Reema’s head is shaved down to reveal a tattoo of gears behind her ear. The rest of her hair hangs to chin length on the right. She has vibrant blue eyes, which are the only striking feature in her mediocre face. She is quite athletic and this shows in her muscular limbs. She prefers to dress in sleeveless shirts and overalls.

Biography:

Born to a little farming village on the other side of Lanutha, Reema grew up with a dream of being a dragon rider. She often watched them soar overhead, cheering with her peers and daydreaming of whatever wild adventures they were off to.

Reema’s parents never encouraged her dream, reminding her that, as eldest of her siblings, it was her responsibility to watch over the farm and family. This was a frequent argument in her household growing up.

Reema’s other love was for tinkering. She always wanted to take things apart to see how they worked, and then create new, wild inventions out of the scraps. From these experiments, she produced many tools to help the farm. These too became a point of contention with her parents, as they were quite set that the old way was best.

At the age of sixteen, Reema became determined to present her inventions before a higher authority, hoping that with their support, her inventions would gain notoriety and she would be able to afford to leave the farm. Though she pleaded and begged to see the local lord, her petitions always went unanswered. She was undaunted.

When the local lord was summoned to Castle Drakmor on official business, she stowed away in one of his supply carts with her favourite invention. They were a solid day away from town by the time she was discovered. Though enraged, the lord did not send her away. She was strong for her age, and readily agreed to help the caravan in exchange for passage.

Upon reaching the famed Warren, Reema was turned aside from the caravan and told to make her own way home. Her prized invention was tossed from the wagon to smash on the ground.

Abandoned, penniless, and now without so much as a prize to show off to the high prince and princess, Reema felt the first twinges of despair in her life.

That was until a flea-bitten fledgling happened upon her and immediately began to pepper her with questions. Essarra had wandered away from her parents in search of adventure, and that pile of springs and gears on the ground sure looked adventurous!

It didn’t take long for the two to build a friendship, and from there a bond. Explaining her whereabouts to her parents was a greater struggle, but it was all worthwhile in the end.

Bond

Name: Essarra Onissian

Age: 3 years

Gender: female

Breed: Avengaean Daemon-Alevahari mutt

Colour: Northwest lynx

Size: 10' at the shoulder

Abilities: Magic Leeching, Telepathy, Teleportation, Illusion Magic, Shamanistic Magic

Personality: Introverted, adventurous, contrary. Essarra loves a good adventure. An adventure can be anything from following up on a lead regarding some evil beasties that need routing, to finding a new path home in the evening. She lives by a philosophy that the world exists to be explored, and it’s her duty to see as much of it as possible. While she does enjoy company on her ventures, she is very selective about who she spends time with. She isn’t one for big parties or meeting new people, but she keeps close the people she does let into her life. She can be quite contrary, eternally in search of a different angle from which to approach a problem. Especially with her parents.

Origin: Fur and Feathers Frenzy