[Profiles] The Autumnvale Brothel

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All character profiles for the Pathfinder adventure The Autumn Brothel should be posted here. Please use the provided template when posting chatacters for sake of consistency and making information easy to locate. The initial group will be selected from the characters posted here, those with posted characters will get priority in terms of finding new people should someone drop. That said, don't post in the RP thread unless you are one of the approved members of the group. As well, don't worry about throwing a character sheet together until you're approved, they won't be needed immediately and you can save yourself some time.

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She's rather average for a farmgirl, despite what fantasy images would have you believe.

She's as dull and boring as finding a needle in a haystack.

She grew up in a town. As people do.

Nina May
19 year old human female wizard[/center]

Nina May strikes a surprisingly imposing figure, at nearly 6 feet tall. A pretty face framed by long straight blonde hair, bright blue eyes shine behind glasses. She has a cute little sneeze, and an impressive bust that her lack of armor lets her show off.

Nina May is a meek shy girl. Studying wizardry does not usually do wonders for the person's social confidence, even if being the pretty girl in the group means everyone wants to talk to you. Nina for her part is one to give a cute little squeak if startled, and whose gaze will wander to any two girls in close contact hoping that the girls will kiss or hug tightly.

Some orphan children find themselves in monasteries, thankfully for Nina that was not where she found herself. Instead one of the famous wizarding schools of the west was where she found herself on the doorstep of. One of the teachers found her there. After some discussion he decided to take her in. From an early age Nina was surrounded by books and not people, something which she took to well.

Nina's fascination with girl on girl started at an early age. Just about every school has a sexy teacher of some gender. The wizardry school had two girls as their sexy teachers. In addition Nina's presence as a matter of living with her adopted parent meant that she had access to places most students didn't. She more then once saw both the sexy teachers intimate with each other, and young Nina started to enjoy the lustful glances between girls.

Puberty hit Nina like a truck. While learning basic cantrips with the rest of the class of the talented and the rich plus interested, suddenly the shy girl grew a foot and a half and gained a few cup sizes it felt like. Nina had to swiftly adjust to the rest of her classmates suddenly finding it hard to look her in the eyes..... As well as finding it hard to look the other hotties in the class in their eyes.

Of course Nina's allergies never made things easier. She's ruined more then one slight flirtation by succumbing to a sneezing fit. Made worse by the fact that her familiar is a super affectionate shedding cat.

After her studies, Nina recently left the college to do some independent research of her own, and that's where we find her.

A tall, cold, but charming bully with a viper as the right familiar for her. She tries to keep the distance from everyone and everything, while secretly yearning for some really close contact. Having her new pet snake slither all over her is the only contact at the moment, making her very self conscious and somewhat aroused at times. But she thinks it is very nice and intimidating.

Born in Kyonin, the isolationist elven homeland. Her parents was elven nobles who had a more open wordwiev, and even joined the Sovereign Court, hoping to unite the nobles of the Inner Sea... They teach her to follow in their footsteps, or at least be an envoy to other races, but Reabyne is reluctant. Just like a lot of youngster is against her parents wishes… So, she gathers up her birthright, a masterwork long bow, and starts her own journey at the first time possible – after her Naming Ceremony. Fort he first couple of years she is not leaving the safety of Kyonin, but visits all the borders, finding out her own inner powers, and trawelling with a half-orc sorcorer, as her warden, helping the woman and her familiar along the river border with Galt.

Reabyne chooses to follow her and the river up, as they reach the River Kingdoms, up, up, and away, even as the border reaches Razmiran. She is enamored with the stories of the North, where it is not politics but personal power that governs. Travelling along the West Sellen River, they are all alone when they reach the Exalted Wood, and lucky to be alive when they got to Tymon. The city of gladiators with the numerous half-orc is the final destination of the woman, leaving the elf soon feel crowded, and all alone int he big city.

Reabyne chooses to go further North. Learned the languages of the people up there, she is feeling the call of Echo Wood. But she can’t live from the nature, as some of her brethen, and is not feeling like working for meager coins, so the only thing she can do is to become a Taker… Following the rules of the area, she is taking whatever she can, face to face… but being a spell user ranged weapon using elf, she has stacked fortune for her. Being an outlaw is paying enough to live, and be merry, even if she is choosing to stay untouched. Good at Intimidation, her tallness, the use of orc language, and showing some fangs keep the unwanted suitors away.

Robbing crusaders is getting harder and harder, and Reabyne soon finds herself in a group, that grows with every day.. soon, her virginity is no longer safe, fearing the human men overpowering her, she flees, taking after a story of riches… Knowing well that she would need at least money and good equipment if she wants to survive, or even return home in one piece. Maybe she should even find some "friends"...

Her first stop is in Autumnvale, and she is interested to see the brothel. This time she would be working in it without having to work in one too...

Flirty and flaunty, with a light green skin and a curvy body belying strong muscles beneath. She often adorns herself in simple bangles, and minor jewellery for the looks of it. Wears more clothes than the picture, usually red and yellow robes.

Tugara has a rather carefree attitude, especially with regards to her own body and self. She is rather flirty, and fortunately her order is the sort who do not seek to control their members beyond the central teaching of freedom and movement. She is quite loud and rambunctious, until she gets serious. Her face will fall, and become as granite. She has quite the hatred for those who will impose their will unfairly upon others.

Tugara was brought up in an orcish tribe, after the death of her mother. She was taken in tentatively by her uncle, who saw her unusual mindset as a way of continuing the brutal shamanistic teaching he himself had passed to him.

Unfortunately, the innate jealousy, suspicion, and anger of orcs of a similar age caught up to her. Her cousin, a towering hulk of muscle and strength, grew full of wrath at (what he saw as) preferential treatment she was given. After enduring months of beatings, bullying, and general nastiness, he and his cronies took the last step to get rid of her. They caught and bound her, and sold her to some passing kobold slavers for a handful of silver.

The next few years of her life were a complete change. Far from a culture which embraced strength, and sought to have all to become strong for the good of the tribe, she was thrust into a group who wanted only to grind down her will and body, to sculpt her into what they thought they could sell. After months of training, bindings, and even minor magical restraints, she was sold to a woman only interested in her for fighting.

Tugara took to this new path with gusto, taking out her anger and rage in the pits, and spending the night chained up once more. She could never gain the strength to break out.

After some time, they were moving as a caravan through a usually safe mountain pass, when a single man stood on the path before them and asked for them to release those they had enslaved. A refusal, however... was not accepted. As the wizened old man leapt from head to head, spinning and striking, the outer guards were silently picked off by quiet acolytes, restraining them with the very chains they had previously used on their captives.

Tugara now had a debt she could not repay. She owed her entire life to these immensely-capable mystics, and she attempted to do so in the only way she knew - servitude. Instead, the kindly peoples took her in, healed her wounds, and taught her to live, love, and help all those who have had their freedom taken away from her.

She has been allowed to venture out into the world at long last, and now seeks adventure, fun, and whatever she can enjoy while righting what wrongs she can.

Slightly tall among her people Sulima is towering tall for most others reaching almost 7 feet tall. She is quite slender yet very curvaceous with shapely curves she likes to accentuate with suggestive scanty clothing and an armor that only cover her ample breasts.

As a priestess of the goddess of lust Sulima is a very dominant girl who enjoys in humiliating others yet in her past life she was a highly submissive inquisitor who blindly served her goddess, not being able to get rid of those memories now her demeanor of her previous life often come back to her.

Oncoming

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Steadfast, adventurous, usually calm headed, but dangerous and hot headed when angered, he fancies himself Lord of the Storm and his personality reflects that in the open world. In the bedroom however, he is little more then a gentle breeze for most women, preferring them to show him who is the true Lady of the room.

To come.

Standing at about 5'7", Skylar is quite androgynous, having a more rounded face, feminine lips and slender body. He has silver medium length emo hair that covers the left side of his face, shielding one of his deep blue eyes.

Skylar is a shy and introverted person, especially when all alone with strangers. Once he is familiar with people, he can be a good listener and companion. Being a virgin, he gets easily flustered when he's faced with lewd situations, usually ending with him running away, or closing his eyes and looking away, despite having bisexual attractions.

Hailing from the small village of Driftwood, Skylar was born and raised by his parents, Lisbeth and Naufal. He was only about eighteen years old when Driftwood was suddenly ransacked by a horde of land pirates, stealing and burning the village down. He was forced to run away by his parents as they tried their best to defend the town, never seeing them again. He seeked refuge in a nearby city, Prosperus, living under the aid of a kind woman for the proceeding year.

Crimson hair and solid black eyes mark Eris as a particularly unusual woman, even as her pointed ears reveal her elven heritage. Born of a tryst between an elven woman and a human vampire, Eris has her father's hair and eye color, with her elven mother's figure. Lithe and voluptuous, she often has trouble fitting into tight outfits and prefers loose, revealing clothing instead.

Eris is helpful and kind, but also competitive and unable to turn down a good wager. And though she tries to hide it despite being painfully honest, she suffers from incredibly lustful urges and can't help but enjoy when her curse is abused for sexually degrading and humiliating things.

See character sheet for details.

Nice to be joining you


An exotic Tien beauty, this priestess of the Spirit of Abaddon sports long purlple hair and deep gol-colored eyes, as well as the perfectly proportioned slim body wrapped in a semi-transparent silken shawl preserving a modicum of modesty. A gentle - and slightly mischievous - smile is almost a constant feature on her face.

Aiko's gentle, caring, playful - with those she likes, at least. Those she hates - and that distinction is mostly reserved for those who would rob people of their freedom, in whatever way - should be ready to face her wrath... or at least the wrath of whatever companions she would manage to rally against them.

Aiko heard about the Autumnvale Brothel from one of the visitors to the Arshea's temple in Magnimar; surprised by the existence of such an opulent institution in such a remote corner, the young pristess decided to see for herself whether the place was managed by the powers of love and beauty, or was it run by coercion and compulsion.

Thick shoulder length black hair and dark brown eyes tinged with flecks of red.
Tall and lean, with tight corded muscle, easily hidden beneath his armour and clothing.
Softly pointed ears mark him as a half elf, though he hides them behind his hair as he was tormented as a child.
Missing his left pinky finger.

Quiet and thoughtful Tavish takes a moment to think before he speaks or acts

He is very loyal to those he has deemed as friends, though they are few in number. A scarred childhood leaving him wary of letting other too close.

Tavish was born from a dalliance between his mother and one of the Wild Elves that lived near her village. Growing up his pointed ears marked his as not quite human, and the other children would constantly harass him, throwing stones and giving him the nickname "Knife Ears". The longer he lived there the worse it got, the others stopped simply throwing stones and moved to beatings and even torture in once case, when one of the other children cut off one of his fingers. His mother was there of coarse, but she too was shunned by the villagers, and over the years she grew bitter, and resented the child for "ruining" her life, just as she hated the Elf who took "advantage" of her. Tavish began to spend more and more time in the woods, to get away, and it was here that he met his mentor, an old Elf by the name of Alerand. Tavish continued to visit the old man, and after about a year The elf started to show him the ways of the forest, for Alerand was a ranger, too old to go out adventuring like in his youth, but still skilled enough to keep the village safe from animals and monsters. He passed down his knowledge to Tavish, and soon the younger man stopped returning to the village, devoting his time to his studies. He built up his body, learned herb lore, and trained in the skills of tracking and hunting. His human heritage proved itself then, for his muscle mass grew far beyond that of any elf, He could fire a bow with ease, but his true talent proved to be with the javelin, able to crack large stones, and splinter small trees. When the time came, and his unofficial apprenticeship came to an end, Alerand gave him his family sword, a beautifully crafted weapon, and a set of javelins, and said he was ready to set out on his own. He pointed the young man away, and set him off at the age of 20.

Tavish Spent 3 years, going from town to town, taking on contracts and slaying beasts, and for the first time he felt appreciated, and even came to know a woman's touch a time or two, long overdo if you asked him. He also gained a particular dislike for Orcs and their ilk during his travels, finding villages that had met hardship thanks to the monsters. Finally after a particularly long hunt, lasting weeks, Tavish turned his horse to the closest town, looking for a hot bath, a soft bed, and a warm woman, all of which he had heard could be found, at Autumnvale.