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Date Posted: 16:00:01 06/19/01 Tue
Author: Sol
Subject: Joining

A young woman strode in. The wind belw as she tucked her hair behind her ears. looking around she walked forward. perhapes this would be the place she rested her feet.

Name: Sol
Age: 17
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: One Blue one Green a very noticibal differense
Personality: Outgoing, plays fates cards as she deals them.
History: She's a traveler and has picked up many tricks of the trade from pick pocketing to writing an invatation to a formal party. Her pasion though is the fighting arts not the one were strenght matters, but dextirety. Thuse she took up the Glaive, a weapon that resembals that of a staff but has an 13 inch curved blade on it.



~Wild Heart's Can't Be Broken~

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