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		<id>?title=Rosamaria_Rameriz</id>
		<title>Rosamaria Rameriz</title>
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				<updated>2006-08-16T12:59:31Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;148.61.118.107: /* Recent */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;==History==&lt;br /&gt;
The Rameriz merchant family had always been the talk of the town in Collingford, ever since the young Leandro returned with his new blushing bride -- Marisol.  Beautiful, gentle hearted Marisol who with her exotic looks became the new talked about scandal.  She simply did -not- belong among the aristicatic families and more well to do landowners and merchants of Collingford.  For better or worse, whispered words and rumors were passed on to the two children that resulted from such a union: Eduardo and his younger sister, '''Rosamaria'''.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Other than being concidered a scandal as a half-blooded child, the woman would never deny the fact that her childhood was a pleasant one.  More so than most of the women of Collingford may ever boast for there was a certain freedom allowed her that they would never experience.  The family business was already promised to her elder brother, Eduardo, and prosperious enough were the Ramerizs that there was no need to marry their only daughter in a manner that they would &lt;br /&gt;
profit from.  What well bred man would wish to join in wed-lock the half blood anyways?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This all suited her just fine.  It produced a rather wild childhood of numberous adventures -- a few of which a reluctant and much younger [[Coriolanus Helstone]] was dragged along.  Not that he ever complained in the end as the two combined forces always found a way to rise above adversities together!  Of course, as it does often happen to such close childhood friends, different paths would pull the two away from the shared innocence of youthful years.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While [[Coriolanus Helstone|Cory]] saw to his studies and beginnings of a blossoming career in court -- Rosamaria roamed.  She, against her reluctant mother and father's wishes, had set out to seek her own fortunes.  The blade that she had learned to hold during her brother's own fencing lessons was placed to grand use when she joined up with a small group of bounty hunters.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So much would be experienced in such a short amount of time -- some of which even [[Coriolanus Helstone|Cory]] has not yet learned of.  The lady keeps her secrets well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Recent==&lt;br /&gt;
As fate would have it, strong ties of friendship would draw the dashing young woman to the vortex of trouble that Myrken has become.  An answer to [[Coriolanus Helstone|Cory]]'s call for aid with his growing need for a guard as budding lawyer found himself thrust deeper into the politics of the land as Myrken's newest Councilman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For her loyalties, already the woman has stuffered through the horror of [[Drow]] and the mental torments of [[Mind Flayer|Illithids]].  Despite all of this, she still lingers steedfast at the side of one man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Apperance==&lt;br /&gt;
Lean and willow tall, the woman much resembles the slender blade that rests readily against her hip.  There is a touch of exotic to her appearance, it is there in the almond shape of those dark, dark earthen eyes -- in the dusky olive of the seaside complexion inherited from her mother.  The rich of chocolate hair is most often seen kept tied in a thick, no-nonsense braid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The woman is known for her wardrobe, ranging from crimsons with delightful gold detailing to earthy hunter green and cream.  While there is at times the harsh and sleek of leather, there is also the contrast of soft linens, of ribbons and lace.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just because one operates within a world more readily accepting of men, it does not mean that one must look as one to be taken seriously.  At least, that is her own formed opinion.  A woman of the blade is the best of two worlds for they are both steel and silk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e98/neko_pirate/WiltedRose.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Characters]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Active Characters]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>148.61.118.107</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>?title=Rosamaria_Rameriz</id>
		<title>Rosamaria Rameriz</title>
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				<updated>2006-08-16T12:49:47Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;148.61.118.107: /* Apperance */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;==History==&lt;br /&gt;
The Rameriz merchant family had always been the talk of the town in Collingford, ever since the young Leandro returned with his new blushing bride -- Marisol.  Beautiful, gentle hearted Marisol who with her exotic looks became the new talked about scandal.  She simply did -not- belong among the aristicatic families and more well to do landowners and merchants of Collingford.  For better or worse, whispered words and rumors were passed on to the two children that resulted from such a union: Eduardo and his younger sister, '''Rosamaria'''.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Other than being concidered a scandal as a half-blooded child, the woman would never deny the fact that her childhood was a pleasant one.  More so than most of the women of Collingford may ever boast for there was a certain freedom allowed her that they would never experience.  The family business was already promised to her elder brother, Eduardo, and prosperious enough were the Ramerizs that there was no need to marry their only daughter in a manner that they would &lt;br /&gt;
profit from.  What well bred man would wish to join in wed-lock the half blood anyways?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This all suited her just fine.  It produced a rather wild childhood of numberous adventures -- a few of which a reluctant and much younger [[Coriolanus Helstone]] was dragged along.  Not that he ever complained in the end as the two combined forces always found a way to rise above adversities together!  Of course, as it does often happen to such close childhood friends, different paths would pull the two away from the shared innocence of youthful years.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While [[Coriolanus Helstone|Cory]] saw to his studies and beginnings of a blossoming career in court -- Rosamaria roamed.  She, against her reluctant mother and father's wishes, had set out to seek her own fortunes.  The blade that she had learned to hold during her brother's own fencing lessons was placed to grand use when she joined up with a small group of bounty hunters.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So much would be experienced in such a short amount of time -- some of which even [[Coriolanus Helstone|Cory]] has not yet learned of.  The lady keeps her secrets well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Recent==&lt;br /&gt;
As fate would have it, strong ties of friendship would draw the dashing young woman to the vortex of trouble that Myrken has become.  An answer to [[Coriolanus Helstone|Cory]]'s call for aid with his growing need for a guard as budding lawyer found himself thrust deeper into the politics of the land as Myrken's newest Councilman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For her loyalties, already the woman has stuffered through the horror of [[Drow]] and the mental torments of [[Illithids]].  Despite all of this, she still lingers steedfast at the side of one man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Apperance==&lt;br /&gt;
Lean and willow tall, the woman much resembles the slender blade that rests readily against her hip.  There is a touch of exotic to her appearance, it is there in the almond shape of those dark, dark earthen eyes -- in the dusky olive of the seaside complexion inherited from her mother.  The rich of chocolate hair is most often seen kept tied in a thick, no-nonsense braid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The woman is known for her wardrobe, ranging from crimsons with delightful gold detailing to earthy hunter green and cream.  While there is at times the harsh and sleek of leather, there is also the contrast of soft linens, of ribbons and lace.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just because one operates within a world more readily accepting of men, it does not mean that one must look as one to be taken seriously.  At least, that is her own formed opinion.  A woman of the blade is the best of two worlds for they are both steel and silk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e98/neko_pirate/WiltedRose.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Characters]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Active Characters]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>148.61.118.107</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>?title=Rosamaria_Rameriz</id>
		<title>Rosamaria Rameriz</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="?title=Rosamaria_Rameriz"/>
				<updated>2006-08-16T12:40:27Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;148.61.118.107: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;==History==&lt;br /&gt;
The Rameriz merchant family had always been the talk of the town in Collingford, ever since the young Leandro returned with his new blushing bride -- Marisol.  Beautiful, gentle hearted Marisol who with her exotic looks became the new talked about scandal.  She simply did -not- belong among the aristicatic families and more well to do landowners and merchants of Collingford.  For better or worse, whispered words and rumors were passed on to the two children that resulted from such a union: Eduardo and his younger sister, '''Rosamaria'''.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Other than being concidered a scandal as a half-blooded child, the woman would never deny the fact that her childhood was a pleasant one.  More so than most of the women of Collingford may ever boast for there was a certain freedom allowed her that they would never experience.  The family business was already promised to her elder brother, Eduardo, and prosperious enough were the Ramerizs that there was no need to marry their only daughter in a manner that they would &lt;br /&gt;
profit from.  What well bred man would wish to join in wed-lock the half blood anyways?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This all suited her just fine.  It produced a rather wild childhood of numberous adventures -- a few of which a reluctant and much younger [[Coriolanus Helstone]] was dragged along.  Not that he ever complained in the end as the two combined forces always found a way to rise above adversities together!  Of course, as it does often happen to such close childhood friends, different paths would pull the two away from the shared innocence of youthful years.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While [[Coriolanus Helstone|Cory]] saw to his studies and beginnings of a blossoming career in court -- Rosamaria roamed.  She, against her reluctant mother and father's wishes, had set out to seek her own fortunes.  The blade that she had learned to hold during her brother's own fencing lessons was placed to grand use when she joined up with a small group of bounty hunters.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So much would be experienced in such a short amount of time -- some of which even [[Coriolanus Helstone|Cory]] has not yet learned of.  The lady keeps her secrets well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Recent==&lt;br /&gt;
As fate would have it, strong ties of friendship would draw the dashing young woman to the vortex of trouble that Myrken has become.  An answer to [[Coriolanus Helstone|Cory]]'s call for aid with his growing need for a guard as budding lawyer found himself thrust deeper into the politics of the land as Myrken's newest Councilman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For her loyalties, already the woman has stuffered through the horror of [[Drow]] and the mental torments of [[Illithids]].  Despite all of this, she still lingers steedfast at the side of one man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Apperance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e98/neko_pirate/WiltedRose.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Description and Bio to come at a later point.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Characters]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Active Characters]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>148.61.118.107</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>?title=Daffodil</id>
		<title>Daffodil</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="?title=Daffodil"/>
				<updated>2006-07-07T01:12:27Z</updated>
		
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&lt;div&gt;{{add bio}}&lt;br /&gt;
She is a [[Harpy]], the reincarnated soul of a wronged female -- a snatcher of souls.  One whom had been brutally raped and murdered by her own trusted uncle while still a sweet and tender teenager within her human existance.  A girl that would never be allowed the chance to live and love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now a monster of myth and legand but who in their right mind would fear a Harpy named Daffodil?  Anyone who has had the chance to meet this foul-tempered creature would.  And please, call her Dilly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dilly is a small built creature, as whip thin as she had been in her human life.  Olive skin betrays her seaside origins, as well as the Greecian style clothing she does often wear -- plain and often smeared with the gore of her latest victim though sometimes decorated with the delightful voices of tiny slave bells.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her grizzly and oily black hair has been coiled and rolled into dreadlocks, decorated with found feathers and beads, along with the more morbid collection of small animal skulls of birds and the rodent sort.  There seems to be the small delight of the odd and end piece of jewelry, a small bit of vanity in that.  Eyes seem more like bits of obsedian set within a thin, sharp featured face with thin black lips and near Elfin ears with their tiny points.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She comes equipt with the cruelty of raptor feet and the filed sharpness of her own teeth and nails.  This would not be the end of her natural talents though, nimble within the air with flight granted by the death black of wings.  There is also the concern with her voice, siren like in it's quality to woo her victims ... Or to scream at such shrill pitches that would leave one wishing their eardrums -would- explode.  This coupled with her knack of being a good shot with her ever present crossbow (custom-made to load even in flight) and her many throwing knives does make her a foe to worry over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is often seen in the company of [[Choss]] the [[Minotaur]], his acting lieutenant within the mercenary band known as the [[Nightmare Company]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Characters]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Active Characters]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>148.61.118.107</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>?title=BrokenDreamer</id>
		<title>BrokenDreamer</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="?title=BrokenDreamer"/>
				<updated>2006-05-16T18:32:03Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;148.61.118.107: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;In the winter of my freshmen year of college, I was introduced to Mirc and the concept of ffrp.  From there, it was all down hill.  My humble beginnings were on dal.net within a little place then known as #The_Silver_Blade_Tavern.  From there I had drifted about between a few different channels, tinkered with one of my own before coming to starchat.net where I found my true place within the #Broken_Dagger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As of right now, I am the current acting Co-Founder of the channel, delighted with my job of interacting with all of the players who come around while weaving storylines and plots with my fellow co-conspirators to keep as many as involved as possilbe and your characters living upon the edge!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On a more personal note, I am going into my last semester of school in fall of 2006.  Upon the end of such, I will be graduating with a BFA with an emphasis in Illustration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Please note that the artwork you find in the profiles of my characters is mine, belongs to me, and would be whole heartedly appreciated if it was not used for any purposes other than what I give my express permission for.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Current Characters&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Molly O`Neill]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Aislinn]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Faeryl]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[DaisyDreams]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lyonette]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Charlotte]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Billy]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Phaeragh]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mouse]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Ken'Ichi]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Yumiko]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[CrimsonScorpion]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Fenella Holderhek]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Rosamaria Rameriz]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Daffadil]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Players]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Active Players]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Operators]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Channel Ops]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Co-Founders]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>148.61.118.107</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>?title=BrokenDreamer</id>
		<title>BrokenDreamer</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="?title=BrokenDreamer"/>
				<updated>2006-05-16T18:31:21Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;148.61.118.107: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;In the winter of my freshmen year of college, I was introduced to Mirc and the concept of ffrp.  From there, it was all down hill.  My humble beginnings were on dal.net within a little place then known as #The_Silver_Blade_Tavern.  From there I had drifted about between a few different channels, tinkered with one of my own before coming to starchat.net where I found my true place within the #Broken_Dagger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As of right now, I am the current acting Co-Founder of the channel, delighted with my job of interacting with all of the players who come around while weaving storylines and plots with my fellow co-conspirators to keep as many as involved as possilbe and your characters living upon the edge!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On a more personal note, I am going into my last semester of school in fall of 2006.  Upon the end of such, I will be graduating with a BFA with an emphasis in Illustration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Please note that the artwork you find in the profiles of my characters is mine, belongs to me, and would be whole heartedly appreciated if it was not used for any purposes other than what I give my express permission for.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Current Characters&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Molly O`Neill]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Aislinn]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Faeryl]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[DaisyDreams]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lyonette]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Charlotte]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Billy]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Phaeragh]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Mouse]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Ken'Ichi]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Yumiko]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[CrimsonScorpion]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Fenella Holderhek]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Rosamaria Rameriz]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Players]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Active Players]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Operators]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Channel Ops]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Co-Founders]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>148.61.118.107</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>?title=Reagan_Biske</id>
		<title>Reagan Biske</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="?title=Reagan_Biske"/>
				<updated>2006-05-16T18:12:20Z</updated>
		
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&lt;div&gt;Nothing much is known about this man that showed up in [[Myrken Wood|Myrken]] one unremarkable day. It wasn't long until he was uncovered as a [[werewolf]], a cruel fate that had torn his life away in a distant land nearly twenty years ago. Forced to live on the fringes of normal society since then, the man seems more dog-like than wolf; scrounging in garbage cans, begging charity, raiding chicken coops when he gets the chance. And yet when the full moon rises, his true nature is revealed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He lives as he's always done since the sickness took him those two decades ago; a fawning, drunken, moraless, cowardly creature. And yet there are those rare instances in which he strides into danger, determined and strong - for those he has come to call friends. But even in those rare times there is doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After all, who can trust a [[werewolf]]?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Characters]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:active Characters]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>148.61.118.107</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>?title=Faeryl_Nulliira_Auvryrahel</id>
		<title>Faeryl Nulliira Auvryrahel</title>
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				<updated>2006-04-26T15:57:55Z</updated>
		
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&lt;div&gt;'o massa faeryl whipz me n i lurve it lol'&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faeryl Nulliira of the House Auvryrahel before I can possibly lose her name again before writing this bio!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Characters]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Active Characters]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>148.61.118.107</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>?title=Faeryl_Nulliira_Auvryrahel</id>
		<title>Faeryl Nulliira Auvryrahel</title>
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				<updated>2006-04-26T15:56:16Z</updated>
		
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&lt;div&gt;'o massa faeryl whipz me n i lurve it lol'&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Faeryl Nulliira of the House Auvryrahel before I can possibly loose her name again before writing this bio!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Characters]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Active Characters]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>148.61.118.107</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>?title=D%27ran</id>
		<title>D'ran</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="?title=D%27ran"/>
				<updated>2006-04-24T16:05:21Z</updated>
		
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&lt;div&gt;D'ran is a guard of the [[Broken Dagger]].  He is most often on-duty in the late evening, and can usually be found on either side of the bar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Background==&lt;br /&gt;
Virtually nothing is known of D'ran's history before he came to Myrken Wood.  Shortly after arriving at the Broken Dagger, he was tested and hired by [[Mikhail]] to guard the tavern and ensure the safety of its patrons and staff.  He takes his job very seriously, even to the point of surrendering himself to a party of invading drow.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Recent Events==&lt;br /&gt;
D'ran has returned to the Broken Dagger after being captured and released by the above-mentioned drow.  He is physically whole, thanks to [[Bryce Larose|Bryce]], but his mind and spirit are in a state of chaos.  What terrible things his captors subjected him to, he will not (and perhaps cannot) say, but the trauma has left him a broken man.  He is spending most of his time secluded in his room, and avoids interacting with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<id>?title=Aislinn</id>
		<title>Aislinn</title>
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				<updated>2006-04-20T21:15:48Z</updated>
		
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&lt;div&gt;Since her arrival one blistering winter -- left upon tavern steps by a guide soon vanished, this pale and otherworldly creature has become a recognizable figure; though only known well by a select few.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is not that she shuns the company of others but a certain shyness is bred when one cannot see. The physical fault is one that is not obvious from a distance, not with how well the small Elven woman has memorized the inside of the tavern to navigate about. Should one approach near enough to drown within the blue midnight shades of her eyes, the mocking face of the milky full moon shall be found centered instead of a black pupil.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her smiles are sweet things -- a promise of honey upon the pillows of a pink mouth and ears alert, elegantly tapered things that perk towards the love of a good conversation. Gentled ways are reflexed in every movement; she a central hub of calm for close friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some rumors may float about her -- whispers of awe or distained accusations of witch; and perhaps, some of that is true to an extent but only a select few could give evidence of the Oracle's gifts. Ask her how she came to be to this place and a dreamy, soft voice will merely answer that she fled the trap of a gilded cage and laid a path of crumbled hopes to start anew.&lt;br /&gt;
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By appearance she seems as any Elf, small and slight -her willowed build graced by gowns of favored white or pale blues. Her hair a cascading waterfall of platinum blonde that will fall past knees when left unbound. Pale of flesh save a recent occurence that has left the tips of fingers and toes blushed with crimson that fades as the last knuckle of each digit is reached. By every appearance she is of pure Elven heritage save for that, perhaps a telling of something else that lurks within her blood.&lt;br /&gt;
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Late night travelers will likely find themselves within the company of this known insomniac as she nurses a mug of her favored mint tea.  As of late, much of her attention seems to be projected upon the young Duke, [[Coran D'zir]].&lt;br /&gt;
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		<id>?title=Molly_O%27Neill</id>
		<title>Molly O'Neill</title>
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				<updated>2006-04-20T21:12:22Z</updated>
		
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&lt;div&gt;Though not a native of Myrken, Molly has wasted no time settling herself into the daily rhythms of the town -- swiftly finding herself employment at the local tavern.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her place of origin, Glenmoor, left behind, the youthful widow has struck out on her own after the death of her adventerous Elven husband, Nathan. Some may say that his memory was what drummed the young woman from her home while she would profess that it was to keep herself from becoming a burden upon older brothers as they each began families of their own.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lurking somewhere in her early twenties, this woman is bred of tough stock. Still, there is a pleasant shape to her face and some of the male gender may find themselves drawn to the full of those rolling hips and the might of her bosom. Curves of womanhood not so openly placed on display though! Bodice tucks instead of fluffs while full skirts fall down and proper about the ankles, all in the somber color of her widowed status. The untamed curls of fiery red hair are kept drawn away from the warm and laughter of summer blue eyes as she works, by way of braids, knots, or what ever fashion seems most handy.&lt;br /&gt;
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While some may have trouble battling the thick accent that clings still to her tounge, the barmaid will no doubt charm the socks off most with her quick smile and laughter. Linger a while in her presence, one will fall to the enjoyment of a well spun tale or a good Irish proverb or two.&lt;br /&gt;
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In her recent history, this young widow has found herself betrothed to one, [[Mikhail]].  She has also worked her way up from humble barmaid to respectable tavern owner of the Broken Dagger.&lt;br /&gt;
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http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e98/neko_pirate/Molly.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
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		<id>?title=Molly_O%27Neill</id>
		<title>Molly O'Neill</title>
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				<updated>2006-04-20T21:01:54Z</updated>
		
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&lt;div&gt;Though not a native of Myrken, Molly has wasted no time settling herself into the daily rhythms of the town -- swiftly finding herself employment at the local tavern.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her place of origin, Glenmoor, left behind, the youthful widow has struck out on her own after the death of her adventerous Elven husband, Nathan. Some may say that his memory was what drummed the young woman from her home while she would profess that it was to keep herself from becoming a burden upon older brothers as they each began families of their own.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lurking somewhere in her early twenties, this woman is bred of tough stock. Still, there is a pleasant shape to her face and some of the male gender may find themselves drawn to the full of those rolling hips and the might of her bosom. Curves of womanhood not so openly placed on display though! Bodice tucks instead of fluffs while full skirts fall down and proper about the ankles, all in the somber color of her widowed status. The untamed curls of fiery red hair are kept drawn away from the warm and laughter of summer blue eyes as she works, by way of braids, knots, or what ever fashion seems most handy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While some may have trouble battling the thick accent that clings still to her tounge, the barmaid will no doubt charm the socks off most with her quick smile and laughter. Linger a while in her presence, one will fall to the enjoyment of a well spun tale or a good Irish proverb or two.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In her recent history, this young widow has found herself betrothed to one, [[Mikhail]].  She has also worked her way up from humble barmaid to respectable tavern owner of the Broken Dagger.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e98/neko_pirate/Molly.jpg]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Characters]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Active Characters]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:BD Employees]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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