Name: Valerie Stone
RP age: 19
Appearance: Average height for a girl her age with light tan skin, jet black disheveled hair, and hard cold blue eyes. She has a heartshape shape face, and people would consider her pretty if it wasn't for her sour attitude.
Clothing: She wears a simple black tunic with short sleeves and a small skirt, she wears a brown leather vest over the tunic, and has leather boots and woolen gloves on as well. She commonly has a rugged sheath for her dagger on her belt.
From where: She comes from a small village named Heathrow, named after the heather flowers that are all over the village.
Items: Brown Knapsack, steel dagger with rugged sheath, some salted meat she brings when she heads out of the village,a small wooden canteen, and a coinpurse not really filled.
Bio: Valerie was raised up all her life at Heathrow, a village that despite it's peaceful appearance has some pretty low criminals there, who seek a place where they would not have to worry much about the guards. Valerie was spoiled raising up, by her parents who had adopted her before she would have memory of her parents. And thus created a stubborn attitude with her, which resulted in her being somewhat of grouch. She made friends at the local inn becoming quite the gambler, and a bad one at that. Being in such a small village where everyone knew each other made Valerie somewhat desperate to get out. When she became of age last year, despite her parents disagreeing she began offering herself up as a caravan guard/escort. However, she agreed with her parents to come home after each job, which she is heading back from one right now.
Other: Warlock; Is a tomboy who loves to start fights, and not afraid of expressing her opinions.
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