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SHIPWRECKED ( BIO )
In-game name: Rixwee
Faction: Horde, Bilgewater Cartel
Height: Tall ( for a goblin )
Body : Athletic
Rixwee is a joyful, rather young looking pale skinned goblin. Her she has long, well groomed and clean hair that she often dye to match her current mood. She is always clean and you can tell that her overall appearance is well maintained.
Her outfit is the outfit of an adventurer. Mainly made in mail, with some minor parts in leather, it is obivously magical in nature. You can also catch a glimpse of several trinkets hanging from her belt. They show an interesting mismatch. Some of them are magical, as you can attest by the glowing aura around them and the strange soothing sound they emit. The others are mechanical, betraying a knack for technology typical of goblins.
Several potions and flasks are tightened under her belt.
The plates of the mail themselves are pretty thin. This is an armor mainly made not to restrict movement, as opposed to countering heavy blows.
She moves very swiftly and is truly agile for a goblin, something you would usually see in an Elf for example.
Home: Where her feet take her
Like most goblin, Rixwee always had an fixation on everything shiny and worth its weight in gold. Coming from a family of traders, she always felt that she would not be at the mercy of the market, the profits she would garner from her work would be based on her talents, not on the luck of the stocks she was investing in.
Hunting big game and rare animals meant that if she was a good shot, she would be wealthy. That also made sure that she would never depend on someone else to live the high life.
“Especially not a man…” she could often be heard saying.
She was given a gun by her grandfather on her 9th birthday.
“Always useful to scare robbers.” He would say. In Kezan, that meant nearly everyone. She spent years exercising with the boomstick and became quite a shot. She made a good chunk of moolah from bets that she would take on the street or in bars, that would put her agility as a shot to the test.
Soon, it became obvious that she had a knack for it, guns, crossbows, bows, everything you could shoot she accumulated bullseye over bullseye with it.
She had no idea at the time that her skills, along with a few wounded animals she would find down the line, would shape her future that much and lead her to fight for her world.