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Iveri_320 has a minion!

Raven the Ravenpuffs




Iveri_320
Legacy Name: Iveri_320


The Glacier Irion
Owner: CreamerBandit

Age: 14 years, 2 months, 3 weeks

Born: February 15th, 2010

Adopted: 14 years, 2 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: February 15th, 2010

Statistics


  • Level: 3
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 1
     
  • Books Read: 1
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


"Well aren't you a weird one." He reached down to the little girl and placed a hand on her head; which he then preceded to tousle her hair. Purple locks flinging about.
She swatted away his hand and huffed, "I'm not weird. It's how I am!" The man looked down at the girl, a soft smile on his lips, and into her maroon eyes. He knew those eyes were common in her family and they fit well with them too. Considering that all of them are a bunch of murderous fools.
"I see." He said, pacing his hand back on her head even though her own hand threatened to smack it back off, but instead of tousling her hair, to Iveri's surprise, he just patted her head. She looked up at him now, with curiosity sparkling in her eyes: Since she had met this man, he had always tousled her harm even though she swatted his hand away every time. Has the swatting finally reached through that thick skull of his? The man reached down to his side and picked up his bag. "Well I best be off now." He smiled. "What? Why!" Iveri demanded.
The man ignored her and just proceeded to walk ahead, he knew she wouldn't follow him and just as he predicted, she didn’t. "Be seeing you." He called back as he turned and gave a small wave to the girl he knew would grow up to be just like her family.

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Quick History: Iveri doesn’t have a tragic tale: Both her parents are still alive, she was spoiled with everything she wanted (though she never really wanted anything), and she was treated just how any normal “warrior” should be treated. From the moment she could walk, she was trained, beaten, and education to do what her bloodline always did; kill those who were deemed worthless.
Quick Personality: Stern, serious, picky, and quick to anger or irritate. Smiling is a foreign thing to her. In other words, don’t expect her to smile. Not the sort to loosen up.
Quick Likes: Chasing down prey, guns, the color purple.
Quick Dislikes: Childish games, chatter bugs, mud, humid weather.
Who I Am: Human “Warrior”. (A.K.A. Vampire Hunter)

(Will edit the above later. But for now, here's a quick copy and paste of her old information. D=;;)

Pet Treasure


Wooden Stake

Vampire Hunter Belt

Vampire Hunter Hat

The Vampire Hunt

Pet Friends


Vincent Morale