Leandra Marin
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Lea, for once in her life made a bold and deliberate move in the city. She was one to stick to the shadows, run rooftops. Instead she strode purposefully through the muck and grime of Osteriam, her fists clenched. She minded her business, kept to herself..and yet she was threatened.
In a short brawl outside her own home, she was beaten and bloodied by a man thrice her size. She had a long scar from her naval to her collarbone to attest to the struggle, and one across her cheek. To say that she was furious was and understatement.
Hood pulled over her braided blonde hair, she headed directly to the Hag's Head. Amber eyes gleamed in the gloom as she strode through the door, flinging it back and making it hit the wall behind it. Muddied boots crossed the floor and she stood seething.
"Gella, where the fuck are you? I have a bone to pick with you." Her voice permeated the room and any faces inside that weren't already facing her gave rapt attention to what was about to unfold. Her arms were crossed, and shadows licked across her cheeks as she seethed. She would either die here, or live her life on the run from the Jagged Emeralds. She would find out soon enough.
Gella Rerra
In a short brawl outside her own home, she was beaten and bloodied by a man thrice her size. She had a long scar from her naval to her collarbone to attest to the struggle, and one across her cheek. To say that she was furious was and understatement.
Hood pulled over her braided blonde hair, she headed directly to the Hag's Head. Amber eyes gleamed in the gloom as she strode through the door, flinging it back and making it hit the wall behind it. Muddied boots crossed the floor and she stood seething.
"Gella, where the fuck are you? I have a bone to pick with you." Her voice permeated the room and any faces inside that weren't already facing her gave rapt attention to what was about to unfold. Her arms were crossed, and shadows licked across her cheeks as she seethed. She would either die here, or live her life on the run from the Jagged Emeralds. She would find out soon enough.
Gella Rerra