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Mera Dalgaard
Twenty-Six | 5’7” | 137 lbs
Female | Human
Mera stands at 5’7” with a rather athletic build and pale complexion, save the freckles; a
heart-shaped face houses light green eyes, and unruly mud-red hair falls to just below her
hips. Her wardrobe varies, though she typically wears darkly colored clothing.
.: Scars & Markings :.
The mark of a beetle across her left upper chest/shoulder
A deer head tattooed across the front of her right thigh
A rather jagged scar across the front of her left thigh
Miscellaneous scars from cuts and scrape
Class: Hunter/Beast Master
Profession(s): Hunter, Baker, Bowyer
Level: 10
Experience: 6,660/10,000
Health: 19/19
-1 max hp (candy)
70/70 skill points used
+5 Stealth (candy)
+5 sp Unarmed (candy)
Acrobatics [14/50] +7
Stealth [4/50] +7
Bow [18/50] +9
Marksmanship [2/50] +1
Dagger [4/50] +2
Unarmed [20/50] +10
Evocation [15/50] +6 [Lvl 3]
.: Weaknesses :.
Rather unskilled with close-range combat weapons. Also lacking skill in people.
.: Personality :.
Having spent most of her life with just her father for company, save the occasional passing through of towns and the like,
Mera isn’t particularly accustomed to socialization; though, she definitely wants to give it a try. She lacks confidence in new
situations, and she comes across a bit fickle despite having no ill intentions--for the most part, anyway.
.: Backstory :.
The life of Mera begins as most do--with a man and a woman. Her father, a man of the forest, had a bit of a run-in with a handful
of thieves, opting to join them instead of allowing himself to be robbed of his possessions. He soon found himself to have his heart
stolen by a fellow member, instead. Her father fell hard, but her free spirit of a mother was not to be tied down. Thus, Mera was born
and her father took her far, far away from his place of heartbreak. For the first decade of Mera’s life, her and her father occupied a
cottage deep in the woods alongside a moderately populated village in Tamaranth. During those years housed in said cottage,
fetus Mera grew into a mildly functional young woman with the help of her father’s teachings.
While the first decade of her life was spent in the comfort of her childhood cottage learning to housewife™, her father set out to
continue in his way of hunting and wandering once she was an age more suitable for such a life. And so the two went on, traveling
from towns to forests to plains with nothing but the belongings that they could fit on the backs of their horses.
Much time over the years were spent with her father teaching her the ways of his trade, specifically hunting through use of her bow.
Her years traveling with her father were rather peaceful, void of combat and turmoil. However, she longs to end this chapter of
loneliness and return to civilization, if not for anything more than to be able to return to her childhood hobby of baking.
Vero 24,190AE
