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Kiisa
Kiisa
| Name | Kiisa |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Hunter-gatherer-trapper-survivalist |
| Age | Late teens |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Near Forochel |
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| Outward Appearance |
Kiisa (L: Small closed case).
Kiisa is small. She’s a short woman of Forochel in her late teens. Kiisa hunts. Her unfriendly pale eyes observe the world keenly and she carries herself like any hunter-trapper, lightly with silent steps. She enjoys the process of tracking and killing. Kiisa is cold. She comes from a long line of grumpy Men, hardened by the icy winds of Forochel. She does not make an exception to her forefathers; the girl is very blunt and rude. Kiisa is a bundle of furs. Her short stature is wrapped in warm furs, from toes to tip of her head.
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Background
Kiisa does not befriend strangers. She cares little for anyone but her tribesmen and attacks everything that appears even mildly threatening or overly unfamiliar.
Kiisa does not know Westron or the ways of other lands. She speaks only the language of the Lossoth and understands only the customs of her people. She has no interest to learn other languages or understand the ways of other cultures.
| Friends | Some. |
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| Relatives | Some. |
| Rivals/Enemies | Some. |
| Loves | Her family. |
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| Hates | If she by accident wears too few furs. |
| Motivation | To survive. |
| Quotes | "If you take a step closer I will sink my axe into your chest!" |
