OFFER IT A SOUL | dump

[honey]

intented to be a home for char building and whatnot! open to visits ^^

[chesh is (kinda) back]

if i visit, i might not leave just saying <33

[honey]

i'll make room for you especially <33

[honey]

beauregard delacroix — "courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten." — beauregard "beautiful gaze". delacroix "of the cross". nicknamed "crow" by the monks and "saint" by her parents. — skin tanned and tawny, eyes hold a fierce blue fire within. — was a part of an order of monks, called the scarlet soul, who operate under the worship and guidance of [a goddess] at the crimson cathedral. — ran away from home at nine, joined the monastery to train as a monk. the monks called her crow mainly because a child at the monastery was unable to fully pronounce her name and thus, called her "crow". she was eventually set out on missions, where she had an aptitude for stealth in the field. — tbd

[honey]

while i will have more characters later i think i wanna explore beau's char potential
so a few things: because she was originally raised in a church, she hold high faith in religion.
- not just in one god per se, but prays to a pantheon depending on the situation? or holds one in more favor than the others
- believes herself to be a paladin, a champion of these gods
- secret sect of the church, a "church of whispers" or "order of crows"
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[honey]

beau's stats

BRAVERY ENERGY CLEMENCY CHARITY AUTHENTICITY CHASTITY HUMILITY INGENUITY VIGILANCE ENTRUST DISCIPLINE

ARMOR --18/20 STRENGTH --14/20 DEXTERITY --18/20 CONSTITUTION --16/20 INTELLIGENCE --17/20 WISDOM --16/20 CHARISMA --10/20 PERCEPTION --15/20 INVESTIGATION --11/20 INSIGHT --15/20

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