Uma
Committed
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 21
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Appearance: Eyes: Violet
Hair: Black
Height: Average (About 5'4")
Build: Athletic
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Equipment: Leather armor
Circlet
Spear
Rucksack filled with whatever she could carry during the flood, rope, cookware, pick axe
The clothing on her back
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Skills and Abilities: Fishing
Hunting
Trapping
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Biography: Uma is one of two fishers left of the Usqueans. She was going to be trained as one of the guardians but the flood happened. She is a quiet girl for the most part, but seems to be the one people run into.
She has been known to frequent the seaside as of late, using her skills to help feed the village that was growing quietly throughout time.
Allegiances: Tana the Tongue Tied
Place of Residence: Trinity Island
Registered: Apr 22, 2021 10:55:05 GMT -5
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Post by Uma on Jun 14, 2021 15:06:17 GMT -5
Unfortunately for Tana, she could not do more than rest, for the toxin had her down. The others were starting to get better, though it was clear by the way the fisherwoman acted, morale was quite low at the moment when it should have been triumphant at the building of the village being underway. It wasn't so much his insinuating that he didn't cotton to giving sympathy that bothered her, it wasn't even him at all, it was the situation. Added to that, ale and such weren't on the forefront of anyone's mind. "Thank you," she said as she stuffed the guts into the other basket she carried. She was also not carrying a pole, but rather, a spear, but the guts would still help attract the fish.
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Düen Mossbeard
Committed
Roleplay posts: 78 
Age: Old enough.
Appearance: Short, bearded, and tired of your shit.
Equipment: Like I'd tell ya.
Skills and Abilities: I'm a ranger and I'm a dwarf. If ya can figure out what I'm good at that's yer own damn fault.
Biography: Mind yer own business.
Allegiances: I don't mind them Usque folk.
Place of Residence: My Cave
Registered: Mar 27, 2021 10:36:02 GMT -5
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Post by Düen Mossbeard on Jun 14, 2021 21:12:00 GMT -5
"Better than letting it rot." The dwarf says with a grunt as he hauls the now empty carcass from the stone carrying it over to a tree. He already had a rope prepped for this and in a few moments, he had the deer dangling which would make skinning it a lot easier for the dwarf. Evidently, he wasn't going to go fishing which made sense. He clearly had no shortage of food with the dear and everything she'd seen in the cave. Speaking of, the big bear lumbers out ready to collect a haunch once Duen was ready to toss it to him.
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Uma
Committed
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 21
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Appearance: Eyes: Violet
Hair: Black
Height: Average (About 5'4")
Build: Athletic
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Equipment: Leather armor
Circlet
Spear
Rucksack filled with whatever she could carry during the flood, rope, cookware, pick axe
The clothing on her back
_____
Skills and Abilities: Fishing
Hunting
Trapping
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Biography: Uma is one of two fishers left of the Usqueans. She was going to be trained as one of the guardians but the flood happened. She is a quiet girl for the most part, but seems to be the one people run into.
She has been known to frequent the seaside as of late, using her skills to help feed the village that was growing quietly throughout time.
Allegiances: Tana the Tongue Tied
Place of Residence: Trinity Island
Registered: Apr 22, 2021 10:55:05 GMT -5
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Post by Uma on Jun 21, 2021 21:46:34 GMT -5
She eyed the bear and then the dwarf again, "True enough," she muttered. Her mouth curled into a frown as she started to feel uneasy around the bear. To be fair, it wasn't every day that a bear growled and such at her, so of course she was frightened of the guy even though she seemingly trespassed. She sighed and forced herself to look for something she could get the entrails into.
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Düen Mossbeard
Committed
Roleplay posts: 78
Age: Old enough.
Appearance: Short, bearded, and tired of your shit.
Equipment: Like I'd tell ya.
Skills and Abilities: I'm a ranger and I'm a dwarf. If ya can figure out what I'm good at that's yer own damn fault.
Biography: Mind yer own business.
Allegiances: I don't mind them Usque folk.
Place of Residence: My Cave
Registered: Mar 27, 2021 10:36:02 GMT -5
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Post by Düen Mossbeard on Jun 22, 2021 16:17:23 GMT -5
The old dwarf notices Uma looking first at Basco wearily and then around the camp for something. "Ye don't ta worry about Basco, so long as ye aren't poking yer nose where it doesn't belong he ain't going to hurt ya. Even convinced him to give a warning growl first." That was after the bear had nearly mauled a few people... and not so nearly mauled one. "And what are ye waiting fer? Just chuck the guts inta whatever yer going ta put the fish in." This seemed obvious to him but it also hadn't occurred to him that she might not have a basket or bucket. Naturally, if she revealed that she didn't to him though she'd be in for yet another scolding.
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Uma
Committed
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 21
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Appearance: Eyes: Violet
Hair: Black
Height: Average (About 5'4")
Build: Athletic
_____
Equipment: Leather armor
Circlet
Spear
Rucksack filled with whatever she could carry during the flood, rope, cookware, pick axe
The clothing on her back
_____
Skills and Abilities: Fishing
Hunting
Trapping
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Biography: Uma is one of two fishers left of the Usqueans. She was going to be trained as one of the guardians but the flood happened. She is a quiet girl for the most part, but seems to be the one people run into.
She has been known to frequent the seaside as of late, using her skills to help feed the village that was growing quietly throughout time.
Allegiances: Tana the Tongue Tied
Place of Residence: Trinity Island
Registered: Apr 22, 2021 10:55:05 GMT -5
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Post by Uma on Jun 30, 2021 6:37:40 GMT -5
"Well, my basket is filled with things meant for you," she pointed out. "I was waiting for you to empty it... but if you would rather not have the stuff, I could give it to someone else." She shrugged, though she wasn't sure what to expect from the dwarf besides his grumpy attitude. "And my other baskets are at the beach," she added, making sure he knew she was covered on that front.
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Düen Mossbeard
Committed
Roleplay posts: 78
Age: Old enough.
Appearance: Short, bearded, and tired of your shit.
Equipment: Like I'd tell ya.
Skills and Abilities: I'm a ranger and I'm a dwarf. If ya can figure out what I'm good at that's yer own damn fault.
Biography: Mind yer own business.
Allegiances: I don't mind them Usque folk.
Place of Residence: My Cave
Registered: Mar 27, 2021 10:36:02 GMT -5
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Post by Düen Mossbeard on Jun 30, 2021 13:58:21 GMT -5
Düen rolls his eyes gets to his feet with a grumble and stomps off into the cave. He emerges a few moments later with a basket made of woven reeds. Chucking some of the guts into it he hand it to Uma. "Ye'll clean it and bring it back." The dwarf informs her. The guts he'd rather see used but he wasn't giving her a basket for free.
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Uma
Committed
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 21
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Appearance: Eyes: Violet
Hair: Black
Height: Average (About 5'4")
Build: Athletic
_____
Equipment: Leather armor
Circlet
Spear
Rucksack filled with whatever she could carry during the flood, rope, cookware, pick axe
The clothing on her back
_____
Skills and Abilities: Fishing
Hunting
Trapping
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Biography: Uma is one of two fishers left of the Usqueans. She was going to be trained as one of the guardians but the flood happened. She is a quiet girl for the most part, but seems to be the one people run into.
She has been known to frequent the seaside as of late, using her skills to help feed the village that was growing quietly throughout time.
Allegiances: Tana the Tongue Tied
Place of Residence: Trinity Island
Registered: Apr 22, 2021 10:55:05 GMT -5
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Post by Uma on Jul 8, 2021 15:42:10 GMT -5
She chucked the rest of the guts into the basket, nodding and trying not to roll her eyes in return at him. There was much to do. She would then nod to him and say, "Another person will be here to collect the other basket and bring you more things. If you don't want them, I guess you will just have to take them anyway, as the people took their time to get them to you." She snorted and then walked off toward home...
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Düen Mossbeard
Committed
Roleplay posts: 78
Age: Old enough.
Appearance: Short, bearded, and tired of your shit.
Equipment: Like I'd tell ya.
Skills and Abilities: I'm a ranger and I'm a dwarf. If ya can figure out what I'm good at that's yer own damn fault.
Biography: Mind yer own business.
Allegiances: I don't mind them Usque folk.
Place of Residence: My Cave
Registered: Mar 27, 2021 10:36:02 GMT -5
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Post by Düen Mossbeard on Jul 8, 2021 19:42:47 GMT -5
"Pain in my ass."
Düen grumbles harrumphing at the silliness of it all as the girl walks away.
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