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Nickname Moxy Race Inarta Gender Female Age 22 D.O.B 12th Autumn, 492 AV P.O.B Windreach
Amoux is a fierce young woman, her thick head of fiery locks making her near unforgettable. Small ribbon-wrapped braids can be found throughout the wavy strands, small beads and feathers secured along their lengths. Her large blue eyes are surrounded by thick lashes, their colour a red so deep as to be nearly black. Her skin is light and creamy, faint tracks of freckles can be found across her small nose and over her slim shoulders. Her lips are plump and a natural rose colour, almost always spread in a friendly smile. Her ears are pierced three times in each, with silver studs in the back two and hoops crafted to resemble the talons of a falcon in the front.
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Like most Inarta, Amoux has a straightforward, no nonsense personality. She is extremely passionate and uses physical contact of all forms to display her emotions. She is independent and would rather solve her own problems than ask for help, which often causes her trouble. She is considerate, loyal and trustworthy to a fault for those she holds dear, and would go out of her way to provide support and comfort. However Amoux feels the constant need for action, whether it be work or some form of excersize and will begin to feel stagnant and restless if she fails to keep herself busy.
Despite her love for crafting poisons Amoux is by no means a blood thirsty, violent person. She is merely fascinated by the effects different poisons have on the human body.
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Born and raised in Windreach to a Chiet woman, Amoux had a plain and uneventful childhood. When she was old enough she joined her mothers caste, spending her time minding children. She proved to be a hardworking and competent young woman, and despite various offers of apprenticeship, she ended up leaving Windreach in the Spring of her 19th year. Initially she traveled to Alvadas,falling under the tutorship of Cassidy, a skilled poison-crafter.
After a year working under Cassidy, Amoux meet Lewis, the son of a wealthy merchant. They hit it off almost immediately, and within less than a season Amoux had moved from her rented room in the local inn to living with him in his apartment. The two lovers were near inseparable, and the longer they were together, the more Amoux noticed Lewis' jealous personality. Another year passed quickly and by it's end Amoux had learnt all she needed from Cassidy. Returning home one afternoon she mentioned this to Lewis, and spoke about which city she would move onto, in order to start a business of her own. To her, her seemed accepting, if a little on edge. Later that night while bathing, Lewis slipped into the small bathroom and pushed Amoux under the water, holding her down as he yelled and raved, yelling that he would never let her leave him. As Amoux struggled and fought for air her arms flailed, alternating between fighting him off and trying to pull her head back above the water. Finally she managed to catch hold of a heavy wooded candle stick. Striking Lewis with it she surged out of the water, filled with fear and rage. Lewis made for her again and she pushed back, both of them falling to the ground. Amoux struggled to get on top of Lewis, and as she gained control she brought the candle stick down, smashing across his face. She fallowed with blow after blow until Lewis ceased to move and his blood spread over the floor. Shocked at what she had done Amoux gathered her belongings and fled Alvades to Zeltiva, boarding a ship to take her across the Suvan that very night.
However after arriving in the lawful streets of Zeltiva, the bruises still fresh on her skin, she soon realized there was little use for her poison-crafting skills or a murderer such as herself. Unsure of what to do next, Amoux settled in Zeltiva for a further year, working as the assistant to the local healer and contemplating her next move, constantly fearful that the rich father of Lewis would search her out and demand revenge for the murder of his only son.
Finally she decided Sunberth would be the most suitable fit for a woman with her skills and she uprooted her life once again, determined to make her trade in the lawless streets of Sunberth.
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Lore of Inarta Culture Lore of Sunberth Street Layout The Proper Handling of Poisonous Leaves Identifying an Eagle-Horn Vine Arvo: A Long Lost Friend Arvo: A Petching Asshole Reuniting With My Best Friend Moxy: Only Arvo Calls Me That Kaya Died So That Levi Could Live Sunberth: Crazy and Dangerous Marci: Arvo's Canine Companion Malum: Repugnant Slaver Kostaja: Malum's Goon Wildleash Victims for Gold Malum: Pleased with My Results
Languages
Common - Fluent Nari - Moderate Fratava - Basic
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