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Chellia
Chellia Deepford
| Name | Chellia |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Farming aid! |
| Age | Young. |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Her home, a small place in the village |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | In front of you would stand a rather pretty Bree-lander lass, standing at 5.5' and having a very curvy figure. She would appear to have some degree of muscles, though nothing clearly toned out, clearly only having built these while working on the Farm. She would almost always be seen with normal Bree-ish clothes, although she does have one outfit that was bought by her Father as a present, a rather high-quality leather hide ensemble. Her hair is long enough to almost always cascade over her eyes, and she's often seen brushing it behind her ears to hold it there for a few seconds before she nods or bobs her head and it's freed. She'd speak with a real, proper thick and deep Bree-land accent, having a combination of the dialects from Archet, Combe and Bree its' self. Her bright sparkling eyes would almost always seem innocent, and her voice would always remain high-pitched and rather cute. No matter how hard she tries to make herself sound like a ''woman.'' |
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Background
There's not much too this Bree-lass! She grew up on a farm and worked on it since she could move hay!
She doesn't seem to have any jobs, nor any scars or anything that remains consistent about her besides her drinking habits.
| Friends | Many! |
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| Relatives | Cobal, but not many others seem to frequent Bree! |
| Rivals/Enemies | Few! |
| Loves | Lots! |
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| Hates | Not lots! |
| Motivation | She does not have much of any at the moment! |
| Quotes | "Hoi! Yer! Nae! Not yer! T'pretty 'un!" |
