| Name | Race | Gender | Career Class | Alignment | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Emanuelle Bauer | Human | Female | Ranger | Neutral | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Age | Height | Weight | Hair | Eyes | Description | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 28 | 6' | 13 1/2st | Black | Light Blue | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Current Career | Career Path | Career Exits | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Assassin | Bounty Hunter, Assassin | Mercenary, Outlaw Chief, Witch Hunter | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Skills | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Acute Hearing, Excellent Vision, Lightning Reflexes, Sixth Sense, Orientation, Follow Trail, Shadowing, Silent Move-Rural, Silent Move-Urban, Specialist Weapon-Lasso, Specialist Weapon-Net, Strike Mighty Blow, Marksmanship, Disguise, Prepare Poisons, Specialist Weapon-Throwing Weapon, Specialist Weapon-Fist Weapon | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Description
Hello I am Emmanuelle Bauer, I am 28 years of age. I am 6 foot tall and weigh 13
1/2 stone. I have a slim frame which has the curves in all the right places. My skin
is pale, which compliments my long dark black hair and icy blue eyes. This gives me
a very innocent look and because I can be very quiet, as a I am busy watching what is
happening around me, people assume that I am very innocent and naïve. (Which is
exactly what I want them to think.) I am very single minded, determined, untrusting,
harsh and a very cynical lady due to what has happened in my past.
Background
My parents were farmers in Ostland. We were fairly poor but we had a good life.
They believed in Taal as did I and on every soloist we take a small stone and place it
under the skull of a stag, and thank the god for the food and keeping us safe. Until
that horrible night when the goblins came and invaded our village from the
mountains. They raided the farms and killed anyone who tried to stop them. The
following day we all had a meeting in the village hall. Everyone putting in their
savings and goods to help pay for, as they had agreed, a bounty hunter. We had
agreed to pay half now and half when the goblins where killed. They were going to
pay for the damage the caused. When in the meeting I noticed just how helpless we
were. There was only one or two people in our village that had any fighting skill. I
decided at that moment that whoever we hired, I would persuade him to teach me the
art of defending myself and how to kill my enemies. The bounty hunter they hired
was called Ralf. It was very easy to persuade him to teach me and take me with him.
Though I had to give him my innocence, and he taught me how to be a lady of the
night.
We set off a couple of nights later. I quietly followed Ralf through the woods for days until one night he found a group of goblins. He crept up to them, and finding that they were all asleep and had not set a watch, cut their throats.
He thought that he had finished his task so we went back to the village. When we were back on the farm Ralf continued with his promise to teach me. He taught me how to use the lasso, knife, how to tie knots with the rope. I learnt quickly.
A couple of weeks passed. On this particular night I was sitting in the yard under a tree watching the stars in a world on my own. When all of a sudden there was screaming and people running all over the place. The noise had startled me and all I could do was to look helplessly on as I saw goblins back in the village killing and setting some of the buildings on fire. I was stunned. There was nothing I could do I had no weapons or anything with me. I was helpless. The only thing I could do was watch the murders and swear my revenge. When they had gone I called for my parents. There was no response, so I had to look though all the damage and the dead bodies of friends and neighbours. After several hours I had found both of my parents. Dead. I buried them and said a few prayers and swore revenge. First on that hit list was Ralf, maybe he killed the wrong people, and on reflection he killed them in a very cowardly way, so he should pay for what he did and what he didn't do. He did not complete his task, so then I am going to follow the goblins to the ends of the world. I will not rest until every goblin that took part of the killing in my village is dead.
So at the break of day I set off to find Ralf. Which was not very hard as the day before he told me that he would stop in the next tavern. I journeyed there, walked in, gave a description of Ralf and asked which room he was in. I went to his room knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for a reply. He looked surprised to see me. What can I do for you he said. I replied I thought that you would like to have some fun. How about something kinky I suggested with a little girlie laugh. Tell me what you would like me to do he said. Sit in the chair I commanded, with your hands behind your back. I tied his hands together. He complained that the rope was to tight. That's all part of the fun I said. Once his hands where secure I slow striped in front of him placing my clothes on the dressing table behind the chair. Then proceeded to have my wicked way with him. When he was at his moment of orgasm, I took the knife from the dressing table and slit his throat just enough so that he could die slowly and painfully, while unable to cry out.
I have now been travelling for 10 years. After that night I took all or Ralf's possessions and left the tavern dressed in his clothes so no one took a second glance at me. That was the start of my career as a cheap bounty hunter. I have now avenged most of my parents killers. There are two outstanding but I will find them. I am now more skilled and developed in my chosen career and can demand the fees I want and kill the people I choose to. I also now pray to Solkan, the god of vengeance, and will continue to do so until all my enemies are killed. To everyone I am good girl and still believe in Taal, which half of me does as that was how I was brought up.
The person I miss the most is Esme. Esme is my best friend and lived on the farm next to my parents. I miss her. I promised that I would go back to see her once I have avenged my folks. Esme did not want me to have anything to with Ralf, or see the need for me to learn the art of killing. After a lot of discussion, Esme understood why I have chosen this path and gives me her full blessing. I keep in contact as much as I possibly can.
I am now on my way to Hafen to meet Charlotte Pyotrovich. We have been friends for many years now. I met Charlotte one Sunday 11 years ago, when she came to our farm and asked if she could pick some herbs. I helped her, we had food and drank together and became friends from there on. Each year there is a festival at Hafen where we try and meet up, have some food, visit some contacts and catch up.
That's where I are now. I am travelling to Hafen to meet Charlotte and her friend Lemuel. Let's wait and see what is going to happen on this adventure.
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