Post by Skadi on Feb 28, 2011 20:36:56 GMT -5
Name: Ketha Exibil
Species: Miraluka
Age: 14
Sex: Female
Height/Weight: 5'2 ft and 88 lbs
Appearance:
(Picture on it's way, commission in progress)
Ketha's height is not an impressive one, and her frail frame makes her look especially weak. Her pale skin is well kept with only a few faded scars from minor accidents. Being of the Miralukan race she doesn't have eyes and she hides this for others comfort with a silvery silk blindfold. Long, straight, jet black hair frames her face and extends to her waist. She rarely care to pull it up in a hairdo and it often looks windswept. Her cheekbones are fairly high and her cheeks plump. She has slightly upturned nose and a small mouth with thin lips. She usually wears light clothing except in winter times, favoring pants and blouses over dresses, and she generally don't wear jewelry except a Ruusan Crystal necklace worn around her neck at all times. A gift from her late mother.
Personality:
Ketha is a compulsive Liar, she likes to make up stories to make them more interesting. They can be everything from adjustments of the truth to completely false tales. She wouldn't intentionally lie to hurt someone and she will usually fess up to her lies if confronted with them. It started in early childhood and evolved with age, with time she unintentionally spun force into her lies, making them more believable. She's very hard to make angry, even when confronted with situations where's she's goaded into it. She's easily hurt by insulting comments hurled at her.. She's good at keeping it cool in stressful and dangerous situations. She's a very emphatic person and careful consider others feelings before saying or acting. She's generally very mature for her age and have a good sense of responsibility. She dislikes droids and any AI in general as she sees it as an abomination to life and the force, finding it directly grotesque.
Strength: 15
Reflexes: 45
Speed: 30
Intelligence: 55
Unarmed Combat: 10
Ranged Weapons: 9
Melee Weapons: 10
Mechanical Skill: 5
Tech Skill: 14
Telekinesis: 1
Telepathy: 2
Body: 1
Sense: 20
Channel: 1
Alignment: 68
Bio: Ketha was born shorty after the catastrophic fate of Katarr, when her race had just settled on the dark planet Alpheridies. Her parents had made their home in the outskirts of a town that was placed at the bottoms of a large mountain chain that lead down to a wide plain that expanded in every direction. Her father, Bariss, had started out working as a construction worker, helping with the expansion of the growing society and dealing with the native Alpheridians. Her mother, Verena, started out running a daycare, taking care of the kids while they parents were of to work. Later when she became pregnant she resigned and started working on handcrafted toys. Though not explicitly wealthy the young couple enjoyed the riches of the natural habitat on the cool planet.
Ketha enjoyed the quiet life with her parents on Alpheridies for 6 years. Although always well meant, she had a bad habit of lying, making up stories to make them more interesting than everyday life. She was always friendly towards the other kids in her village but her odd behavior made it hard for her to make close friends. The adults in the town, however, seemed to enjoy her company and she often amused them with tales spun with a silver tongue.
A scrawny child in a flowing white dress came running trough the grassy fields towards a tall woman in a green dress. The black hair was messed and had strains of grass in it. She stopped in front of the woman with an excited look on her face. "Mother, you never gonna guess what happened at the river today" Her voice was high pitched as if her tale was about to explode out of her. Ketha's mother gave her a patient smile and was interrupted before she could answer "I was diving for pretty stones for a bracelet I am making you, and I dug down in the mud and I found a man in the mud! ALIVE!" She stopped for dramatic effect. "He was 6, no 7 feet tall and he had a huuuuuuge sword on his back." her arms flew out to each side to show the length of the sword, but with her small arms it wasn't very impressive "but he wasn't dangerous, don't worry. I asked him.. I said to him: Where did you come from?. And he said that.. Uhm.. That he was a warrior who got trapped in the mud by a giant flood long ago while he was fighting a war against the siths! He said so himself he did. He stayed alive by eating small fish that dug down into the mud and I saved him." Her mother patted her on the head "as that so? Where is that man now Ketha?" Ketha seemed to think for a moment before pointing her index finger in the air in front of her mother. "He flew away.. I just forgot to tell you that his spaceship was also buried in the mud but we dug it up together, and he promised to come visit me as soon as he have time, but right now he have to go fight some more."
Her parents had long been discussing their simple income and it became harder for them to keep the economy up on the secluded planet. When Ketha turned 6 they had saved enough money to move to a more populated planet with better trade routes. They packed their things and planned a trip to Ruusan where they would build a new home for themselves. It was hard for Ketha accepting this and she begged their parents not to go, telling tales of great disaster if they should go. Her parents disregarded her plead as the worries of a young child moving into unknown territory. They boarded a medium sized freighter with great hopes of what to come and settled in for the journey.
Ketha sat on the bed in her bedroom, looking out trough an open doorway that led into the living room. Her parents where packing their belongings into cases and crates. She squirmed a bit and looked out of the window. She didn't want to leave, and she had no idea how to make her parents understand that it was a bad idea. In reality she didn't know why it was so bad to leave herself, it sounded like a wonderful place. She had tried to make her parents understand but they wouldn't listen. "ketha come, it's time to leave now, grab something warm I don't know how cold it's going to be on the trip" her father interrupted her in her thoughts. She took a warm red coat on and followed her parents to a freighter where she was placed inside a larger bedroom in the passenger quarters while her parents took care of the business with the pilot. She couldn't help herself but cry from a threat she didn't know of.
Close to the planet of Ruusan they were boarded by space pirates, the crew were easily defeated and when pirates tried to steal the savings from them, Bariss panicked and jumped in to defend their future. He was brutally shot down by the space pirates. Verena and Ketha was spared and dropped of on Ruusan. Without any means to get back to Alpheridies they stayed in a shelter. Ketha gradually became more and more antisocial, keeping to herself with a reserved look on her face. Her stories became rarer. Her mother had to take work in the mines, mining Ruusan crystals to feed them. During that time she befriended a human named Rowan Margos. Hey took pity on the families unlucky and tragic fate and took them in to his house even though there wasn't much space. She and Verena were given the bedroom while he took the living room. In this time Ketha gradually became her old self again, and she often took out to explore the rich nature. She especially enjoyed the forest were the force emitting from the rich life were flowing freely. She often advised her mother and Rowan on where the best places to mine would be, she seemed to have a certain love for the crystals they mined, and she had a great insight in were to find the best places.
She woke up in the middle of a bad dream she couldn't remember by a loud crash. She could hear her father yell something to her mother but the noise was so sudden and loud that she couldn't hear him. She clutched a small brown teddy bear her mother made for her long ago and grabbed unto her mothers nightgown. Her father hurried out the door with a blaster in his hands before her Verena could stop him. For a while Ketha couldn't hear anything but a loud commotion but after, what seemed forever, she heard her father shout outside the door followed by an alarming sound and a bump. The door was opened quickly after by two men in enviro suits with blasters in their hands. Through the doorway she could see her father was lying face down on the ground. She stood frozen and looked at her father, barely noticing that the men were carrying their things out of the room. Her mother was squeezing her tight. They left the freighter after looting everything and it was then she realized that her father wouldn't come back. The trip to Ruusan was a blur, she only remember her mom crying and the crew comforting her.
After landing on the planet the crew showed them to a small shelter, privately founded. They were given a very small bedroom with one bed and some poor clothing that annoyed her skin to wear. She wanted to comfort her mother whenever she saw her cry, but she didn't have the strength herself. Her mother quickly got a job and she was left alone, watched by the people who worked at the shelter. She spend that time crying in her room or staring at the nature of the planet, while trying to remember what her farther sounded like, looked like and smelled like. The time passed infinitely slow. After staying there for several weeks her mother came home with a human who was dressed in simple clothing covered in dirt. She was sitting by the window, watching the people go by at that time, her back to the door. "Ketha.. This is Rowan" she heard her mother say. She could hear that she was nervous by her tone of voice. She didn't turn around to answer, a habit she had picked up in the weeks in the shelter "Hello Rowan." her voice was indifferent. She didn't have to turn around to see him. "Hello there Ketha. I know your mother trough work, and I heard what happened to you. I don't want you to stay here. You mother and I have agreed that you can come live with me for the time being. Just until you find yourself a place to live. Would you like that Ketha?" A deep silence filled the room as Ketha processed what she heard. She shrugged and moved her attention to a bouncer that was floating above the city
She had been living with Rowan for 2 years now, it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Usually they took shifts in the mines so she wasn't alone in the house. She had gotten used to the simpler life and although she stilled missed her father and fell into depression at times she enjoyed it. Rowan would often bring fossils and other exciting stuff with him from the mine, and she would tell him fantastic stories about where those fossils came from. Her mother didn't seem as sad either, but some times at night, when she thought Ketha was asleep, she could still see her crying. It was one of those moments right now. She was lying in the bed and she could see her mother outside the window, crying. She turned around and tried to fall asleep but it took her a long time to get there. The next day she grabbed Rowan before heading out to the mines. She had a dream she couldn't remember but she had a strong urge to make Rowan mine at a different place. "Rowan.. You know the place you're mining right now? I don't think that's a very good place. You said yourself it's been low on crystals there. You should head 228 yards west from there.. I think that's better". Rowan looked down at the child with a mild surprise. "Well if you think so Ketha. I guess that's as good as place as any".
The next evening Rowan came home with the pleasant news that the place Ketha had told him about had indeed been stacked with the precious crystals.
In the middle of Ketha's 10th year her mother became ill. The healers agreed that it must have been a virus that had been dug up in the mines but nobody seemed to know exactly what it was. Her health became increasingly worse and she was soon forced to lie in bed. During this time Ketha experienced with the force, trying to manipulate the force in the bodies of people. She grew able to close small cuts and wounds but to her despair she could do nothing about the virus raging in her mothers body. Verena died at just before her 11th birthday, an event that Ketha still blames herself for not being able to stop. Rowan adopted Ketha after that, keeping her in his care. She liked Rowan a lot and the old man was glad to have her there as well. But Ketha's increasing lies and her disability to make friends worried him. He would often ask her if she was happy and her answer was always "yes".
Verena was lying in the bedroom, her face was pale and small droplets of sweat were springing from her forehead. It was as though she had aged 20 years in just a few month. Gray streaks were spread out amongst her black hair and dark bags hung under her eyes. She seemed distant as if she wasn't really there in the room. She was cold even though it was a hot summer, and Ketha was uncomfortable in even the lightest clothes. She couldn't take the stench of sickness and seeing her mother so weak so she ran out of the door and into the forest she had got to know so well. Tears streaming down her face. She couldn't help but think "not again!". She dropped down on the banks of a forest river, scraping her knee from a sharp rock. A few red droplets colored the grass red. She wiped the tears of her cheek and stared at the blood coming out from her knee. She leaned back up against a tree. She could see the fluffy green bouncers, bouncing around above the trees and some on the ground. She always had a feeling that they were watching her, it provided her a bit of comfort to think that even though these odd creatures didn't spoke or cummicated with her they still cared.
She stared at the motionless body of her mother. Her skin was grayish and a sickly blue color had formed around the back and the side of the arm that was lying on the bed. She could feel rowans comforting hand on her shoulder as the doctor gently removed the tubes that had provided her mother with fluid food and drink. "Come on Ketha.." Rowan said with a somber voice and lead her into the living room."You know Ketha, you mother loved you very much. I know that you must feel very alone right now, but just know that I wont leave you. You can stay here with me I will take care of you" He got down in her height and looked at the blindfold covering her eyes. His left hand pulled a necklace out of a pocket. A leather strap with a specially beautiful crystal attached "Your mother wanted to give you this at you birthday, she found it before she got sick" He placed it around her neck. She picked the crystal up with her small fingers and stared at it in amazement. The tears were pressing and she tried her best to stop them "Thank you Rowan.." She embraced the old man in a sincere hug and cried on his shoulder for all the injustice in the world.
At the age of 14 Ketha still hadn't any friends. She would on occasion greet the children on her own age when she saw them in the city, but she would never invite them over. Even the adult community didn't care much for Ketha, they had grown tired of her farfetched stories, and it was only when they needed advice they talked to her. It was well known in the area she lived in that she had a knack for guessing which stocks would grow and which would fall, if a meeting would go bad and if spouses had been cheating.
The autumn had brought many colors to the city and the dead leafs was gently floating on a cool breeze. Ketha picked the hair out of her face, smearing dirt on her face as she did. She had just returned from the mines were she helped out and she was on her way to the blacksmith to get her mining pick repaired. It had been a stupid mistake but she was still new in the business. At first Rowan had objected to the idea, but she assured him it would only be once in a while and for a short while. After much begging he had agreed. A man send her a smile and a nod, his business had flourished after she told him that his provider would soon disappear, and another man gave her a mean look. A side effect from the diverse he had been going trough. She shrugged "well not my fault you can't see the difference between your wife and your assistant" She mumbled under her breath as she walked into the blacksmith.
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Species: Miraluka
Age: 14
Sex: Female
Height/Weight: 5'2 ft and 88 lbs
Appearance:
(Picture on it's way, commission in progress)
Ketha's height is not an impressive one, and her frail frame makes her look especially weak. Her pale skin is well kept with only a few faded scars from minor accidents. Being of the Miralukan race she doesn't have eyes and she hides this for others comfort with a silvery silk blindfold. Long, straight, jet black hair frames her face and extends to her waist. She rarely care to pull it up in a hairdo and it often looks windswept. Her cheekbones are fairly high and her cheeks plump. She has slightly upturned nose and a small mouth with thin lips. She usually wears light clothing except in winter times, favoring pants and blouses over dresses, and she generally don't wear jewelry except a Ruusan Crystal necklace worn around her neck at all times. A gift from her late mother.
Personality:
Ketha is a compulsive Liar, she likes to make up stories to make them more interesting. They can be everything from adjustments of the truth to completely false tales. She wouldn't intentionally lie to hurt someone and she will usually fess up to her lies if confronted with them. It started in early childhood and evolved with age, with time she unintentionally spun force into her lies, making them more believable. She's very hard to make angry, even when confronted with situations where's she's goaded into it. She's easily hurt by insulting comments hurled at her.. She's good at keeping it cool in stressful and dangerous situations. She's a very emphatic person and careful consider others feelings before saying or acting. She's generally very mature for her age and have a good sense of responsibility. She dislikes droids and any AI in general as she sees it as an abomination to life and the force, finding it directly grotesque.
Strength: 15
Reflexes: 45
Speed: 30
Intelligence: 55
Unarmed Combat: 10
Ranged Weapons: 9
Melee Weapons: 10
Mechanical Skill: 5
Tech Skill: 14
Telekinesis: 1
Telepathy: 2
Body: 1
Sense: 20
Channel: 1
Alignment: 68
Bio: Ketha was born shorty after the catastrophic fate of Katarr, when her race had just settled on the dark planet Alpheridies. Her parents had made their home in the outskirts of a town that was placed at the bottoms of a large mountain chain that lead down to a wide plain that expanded in every direction. Her father, Bariss, had started out working as a construction worker, helping with the expansion of the growing society and dealing with the native Alpheridians. Her mother, Verena, started out running a daycare, taking care of the kids while they parents were of to work. Later when she became pregnant she resigned and started working on handcrafted toys. Though not explicitly wealthy the young couple enjoyed the riches of the natural habitat on the cool planet.
Ketha enjoyed the quiet life with her parents on Alpheridies for 6 years. Although always well meant, she had a bad habit of lying, making up stories to make them more interesting than everyday life. She was always friendly towards the other kids in her village but her odd behavior made it hard for her to make close friends. The adults in the town, however, seemed to enjoy her company and she often amused them with tales spun with a silver tongue.
A scrawny child in a flowing white dress came running trough the grassy fields towards a tall woman in a green dress. The black hair was messed and had strains of grass in it. She stopped in front of the woman with an excited look on her face. "Mother, you never gonna guess what happened at the river today" Her voice was high pitched as if her tale was about to explode out of her. Ketha's mother gave her a patient smile and was interrupted before she could answer "I was diving for pretty stones for a bracelet I am making you, and I dug down in the mud and I found a man in the mud! ALIVE!" She stopped for dramatic effect. "He was 6, no 7 feet tall and he had a huuuuuuge sword on his back." her arms flew out to each side to show the length of the sword, but with her small arms it wasn't very impressive "but he wasn't dangerous, don't worry. I asked him.. I said to him: Where did you come from?. And he said that.. Uhm.. That he was a warrior who got trapped in the mud by a giant flood long ago while he was fighting a war against the siths! He said so himself he did. He stayed alive by eating small fish that dug down into the mud and I saved him." Her mother patted her on the head "as that so? Where is that man now Ketha?" Ketha seemed to think for a moment before pointing her index finger in the air in front of her mother. "He flew away.. I just forgot to tell you that his spaceship was also buried in the mud but we dug it up together, and he promised to come visit me as soon as he have time, but right now he have to go fight some more."
Her parents had long been discussing their simple income and it became harder for them to keep the economy up on the secluded planet. When Ketha turned 6 they had saved enough money to move to a more populated planet with better trade routes. They packed their things and planned a trip to Ruusan where they would build a new home for themselves. It was hard for Ketha accepting this and she begged their parents not to go, telling tales of great disaster if they should go. Her parents disregarded her plead as the worries of a young child moving into unknown territory. They boarded a medium sized freighter with great hopes of what to come and settled in for the journey.
Ketha sat on the bed in her bedroom, looking out trough an open doorway that led into the living room. Her parents where packing their belongings into cases and crates. She squirmed a bit and looked out of the window. She didn't want to leave, and she had no idea how to make her parents understand that it was a bad idea. In reality she didn't know why it was so bad to leave herself, it sounded like a wonderful place. She had tried to make her parents understand but they wouldn't listen. "ketha come, it's time to leave now, grab something warm I don't know how cold it's going to be on the trip" her father interrupted her in her thoughts. She took a warm red coat on and followed her parents to a freighter where she was placed inside a larger bedroom in the passenger quarters while her parents took care of the business with the pilot. She couldn't help herself but cry from a threat she didn't know of.
Close to the planet of Ruusan they were boarded by space pirates, the crew were easily defeated and when pirates tried to steal the savings from them, Bariss panicked and jumped in to defend their future. He was brutally shot down by the space pirates. Verena and Ketha was spared and dropped of on Ruusan. Without any means to get back to Alpheridies they stayed in a shelter. Ketha gradually became more and more antisocial, keeping to herself with a reserved look on her face. Her stories became rarer. Her mother had to take work in the mines, mining Ruusan crystals to feed them. During that time she befriended a human named Rowan Margos. Hey took pity on the families unlucky and tragic fate and took them in to his house even though there wasn't much space. She and Verena were given the bedroom while he took the living room. In this time Ketha gradually became her old self again, and she often took out to explore the rich nature. She especially enjoyed the forest were the force emitting from the rich life were flowing freely. She often advised her mother and Rowan on where the best places to mine would be, she seemed to have a certain love for the crystals they mined, and she had a great insight in were to find the best places.
She woke up in the middle of a bad dream she couldn't remember by a loud crash. She could hear her father yell something to her mother but the noise was so sudden and loud that she couldn't hear him. She clutched a small brown teddy bear her mother made for her long ago and grabbed unto her mothers nightgown. Her father hurried out the door with a blaster in his hands before her Verena could stop him. For a while Ketha couldn't hear anything but a loud commotion but after, what seemed forever, she heard her father shout outside the door followed by an alarming sound and a bump. The door was opened quickly after by two men in enviro suits with blasters in their hands. Through the doorway she could see her father was lying face down on the ground. She stood frozen and looked at her father, barely noticing that the men were carrying their things out of the room. Her mother was squeezing her tight. They left the freighter after looting everything and it was then she realized that her father wouldn't come back. The trip to Ruusan was a blur, she only remember her mom crying and the crew comforting her.
After landing on the planet the crew showed them to a small shelter, privately founded. They were given a very small bedroom with one bed and some poor clothing that annoyed her skin to wear. She wanted to comfort her mother whenever she saw her cry, but she didn't have the strength herself. Her mother quickly got a job and she was left alone, watched by the people who worked at the shelter. She spend that time crying in her room or staring at the nature of the planet, while trying to remember what her farther sounded like, looked like and smelled like. The time passed infinitely slow. After staying there for several weeks her mother came home with a human who was dressed in simple clothing covered in dirt. She was sitting by the window, watching the people go by at that time, her back to the door. "Ketha.. This is Rowan" she heard her mother say. She could hear that she was nervous by her tone of voice. She didn't turn around to answer, a habit she had picked up in the weeks in the shelter "Hello Rowan." her voice was indifferent. She didn't have to turn around to see him. "Hello there Ketha. I know your mother trough work, and I heard what happened to you. I don't want you to stay here. You mother and I have agreed that you can come live with me for the time being. Just until you find yourself a place to live. Would you like that Ketha?" A deep silence filled the room as Ketha processed what she heard. She shrugged and moved her attention to a bouncer that was floating above the city
She had been living with Rowan for 2 years now, it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Usually they took shifts in the mines so she wasn't alone in the house. She had gotten used to the simpler life and although she stilled missed her father and fell into depression at times she enjoyed it. Rowan would often bring fossils and other exciting stuff with him from the mine, and she would tell him fantastic stories about where those fossils came from. Her mother didn't seem as sad either, but some times at night, when she thought Ketha was asleep, she could still see her crying. It was one of those moments right now. She was lying in the bed and she could see her mother outside the window, crying. She turned around and tried to fall asleep but it took her a long time to get there. The next day she grabbed Rowan before heading out to the mines. She had a dream she couldn't remember but she had a strong urge to make Rowan mine at a different place. "Rowan.. You know the place you're mining right now? I don't think that's a very good place. You said yourself it's been low on crystals there. You should head 228 yards west from there.. I think that's better". Rowan looked down at the child with a mild surprise. "Well if you think so Ketha. I guess that's as good as place as any".
The next evening Rowan came home with the pleasant news that the place Ketha had told him about had indeed been stacked with the precious crystals.
In the middle of Ketha's 10th year her mother became ill. The healers agreed that it must have been a virus that had been dug up in the mines but nobody seemed to know exactly what it was. Her health became increasingly worse and she was soon forced to lie in bed. During this time Ketha experienced with the force, trying to manipulate the force in the bodies of people. She grew able to close small cuts and wounds but to her despair she could do nothing about the virus raging in her mothers body. Verena died at just before her 11th birthday, an event that Ketha still blames herself for not being able to stop. Rowan adopted Ketha after that, keeping her in his care. She liked Rowan a lot and the old man was glad to have her there as well. But Ketha's increasing lies and her disability to make friends worried him. He would often ask her if she was happy and her answer was always "yes".
Verena was lying in the bedroom, her face was pale and small droplets of sweat were springing from her forehead. It was as though she had aged 20 years in just a few month. Gray streaks were spread out amongst her black hair and dark bags hung under her eyes. She seemed distant as if she wasn't really there in the room. She was cold even though it was a hot summer, and Ketha was uncomfortable in even the lightest clothes. She couldn't take the stench of sickness and seeing her mother so weak so she ran out of the door and into the forest she had got to know so well. Tears streaming down her face. She couldn't help but think "not again!". She dropped down on the banks of a forest river, scraping her knee from a sharp rock. A few red droplets colored the grass red. She wiped the tears of her cheek and stared at the blood coming out from her knee. She leaned back up against a tree. She could see the fluffy green bouncers, bouncing around above the trees and some on the ground. She always had a feeling that they were watching her, it provided her a bit of comfort to think that even though these odd creatures didn't spoke or cummicated with her they still cared.
She stared at the motionless body of her mother. Her skin was grayish and a sickly blue color had formed around the back and the side of the arm that was lying on the bed. She could feel rowans comforting hand on her shoulder as the doctor gently removed the tubes that had provided her mother with fluid food and drink. "Come on Ketha.." Rowan said with a somber voice and lead her into the living room."You know Ketha, you mother loved you very much. I know that you must feel very alone right now, but just know that I wont leave you. You can stay here with me I will take care of you" He got down in her height and looked at the blindfold covering her eyes. His left hand pulled a necklace out of a pocket. A leather strap with a specially beautiful crystal attached "Your mother wanted to give you this at you birthday, she found it before she got sick" He placed it around her neck. She picked the crystal up with her small fingers and stared at it in amazement. The tears were pressing and she tried her best to stop them "Thank you Rowan.." She embraced the old man in a sincere hug and cried on his shoulder for all the injustice in the world.
At the age of 14 Ketha still hadn't any friends. She would on occasion greet the children on her own age when she saw them in the city, but she would never invite them over. Even the adult community didn't care much for Ketha, they had grown tired of her farfetched stories, and it was only when they needed advice they talked to her. It was well known in the area she lived in that she had a knack for guessing which stocks would grow and which would fall, if a meeting would go bad and if spouses had been cheating.
The autumn had brought many colors to the city and the dead leafs was gently floating on a cool breeze. Ketha picked the hair out of her face, smearing dirt on her face as she did. She had just returned from the mines were she helped out and she was on her way to the blacksmith to get her mining pick repaired. It had been a stupid mistake but she was still new in the business. At first Rowan had objected to the idea, but she assured him it would only be once in a while and for a short while. After much begging he had agreed. A man send her a smile and a nod, his business had flourished after she told him that his provider would soon disappear, and another man gave her a mean look. A side effect from the diverse he had been going trough. She shrugged "well not my fault you can't see the difference between your wife and your assistant" She mumbled under her breath as she walked into the blacksmith.
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