Your name is Azuria Serpox. You are roughly 9 sweeps old, and spend most of your time fighting, but we'll get back to that later. Living in The Great Wilds of Alternia, you've had to hunt for your food most of the time. Your white tiger lusii, yes, two, helped you with this. You assume you got two to make up for the fact that they're quite young, some would almost still call them cubs.
Since your earlier days, you have been learning matrial arts, and with time, it became more of a lifestyle than a hobby, mostly because of what happened to you a sweep ago. But again, we'll get to that part soon.
You have had a lot of stuff happen to you throughout the later sweeps of your life, one being an attempted culling on your person. Though, your training in matrial arts had paid off, and you barely managed to finish off the assassin. A night later, you got a message telling you that if you did not replace the assassin you had killed, your life would take a rather drastic ending soon enough. Left with no choice, and no real reason to take the risk of declining, you accepted.
The reason you were a target was because of your special "Power", and the assassin was apprently a so-called "Mutant Hunter" for the empire. Your ability isn't that obvious, unless one were to actually look for abilities in other trolls. It doesn't do anything but sharpen your senses. Though this proves quite useful in combat, it also makes you more sensitive to things such as strong scents, sudden light changes, and loud noises.
Your hive isn't much out of the usual, despite being suspended from a tree. It seemed cool at the time it was built, but you quickly realised it was just impractical to get to sometimes. But hey, so far it's done a fine job at protecting you from the wilderness below, hasn't it?
Despite not being so good at it, you often draw on your tablet, which also supports your "Pictionary" modus. Sure you sometimes mess up, and end up getting a completely different item than the one you desire. But hey, practice makes pro.
Due to your.. Unusual duty, you have a relatively large strife deck, at least compared to most trolls. Your arsenal consists of your trusty "javelinKind", "bowKind", "wristbladeKind", "footKind", and last but not least, "dartKind". You're still only starting to get the hand of the last one, but it's not like you're running out of target dummies any time soon.
Other people would most likely describe you as cheerful, talkative, a lightweight when it comes to alcohol, and a person who can be quite agressive at times. Though the last one is normal for your race in general, so that may not really be too noticable. You also hate when people ask about what happened to your leg.
Your trolltag is rainbowJavelin
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If you were to play Sgrub, you would be the Priestess of Nature in the Land of Frost and Forests.