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Irmara

Irmara, 'Key'

Name Irmara
Status
Active
Occupation
Hounds' keeper
Age
Young adult
Race
Man
Residence
Bree
Kinship
None
Outward Appearance

T W E N T Y -  F I V E | B R E E - L A N D | 5 ' 2 "

 

"Be brave. Bite back. No one will ever know your name."

 

KEY is a young hounds' keeper of Bree-land with charcoal eyes and dull brown hair that lingers above strong shoulders, unruly in its thickness and whirls. She is small, her frame carved vigorously by toil, the dimples of her cheeks shown even with a vacant face. Never absent is a set of throwing knives and pan flute worn on her belt like trinkets.  

 

MUCH like an unpolished jewel, Key is a girl of many facets, and with each fine point there is a fault to hinder. She is reckless, immodest and nonsensical, her motif being that of utter self-reliance and mischief. Softness is claimed only for the hounds she shelters, the trait otherwise not serving her. There is pride taken in the forthrightness of her speech, and amusement in its foulness. It is easily gained information in town that she is a hounds' keeper who trains to sell to hunters, Watchers and unsavory sorts alike

 

 

C R E D I T

Mel Milton is the portrait artist.

Banner: Jenna Barton/dappermouth.

Background

SOME DAYS

I AM MORE WOLF

THAN WOMAN

AND I AM STILL LEARNING

HOW TO STOP APOLOGISING

FOR MY WILD.

 

Nikita Gill

Friends
Her hounds.
Relatives
None
Rivals/Enemies
None
Loves
The hounds; playing the pan flute; drinking; thrill.
Hates
Stillness.
Motivation
The hounds are her purpose.
Quotes
(While throwing stones) "Take that you fuckin' lake."

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