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Basic Facts Edit

Name:Rikora Bloodsand

Age:20

Height:6'3

Weight:180lbs

Class:Warrior

Professions: Engineer & Miner

Current Title: Crazed Wanderer, Senior Sergeant, Frostwolf, Dreamwalker

Half-Blood Ancestors:Orc & Troll(Undefined Troll race)

Rikora's body is lithely shaped, and muscular but not overly so. Her skin has a noticable bluish tint to it, indicating her half blood nature. Because of her ability to heal herself given by her Troll ancestors, her body is free from scars. Her eyes light blue as well, and her long braid behind her purple. She has often been considered beautiful by some, her blue skin considered exotic amongst Orcs. She is often wearing combat armor, and at least a tabard. Her tabards often change because of either her own doing, or of someone elses, she can never find a home of her own. Her tabard changes often, or she simply wears the colors of the Frostwolf Clan. She also carries around a variety of weapons, rangings from a polearm to a gun to a sword, and finally a mace. She is often seen with her Black Whelping, Shade. She is not feminine by nature, and may seem more on the masculane side. Her voice though is gentle, but can be quite harsh and rough if needed. She is normally quiet, and she tends to read in her free time or tinker with various objects. That, or hunt treasure or go look at various things, whether it is just watching townfolk walk by, Alliance or Horde, or simple fishing. She also is a fierce warrior when cornered, and has more then once resorted to violence. Her engineering gear is often cluttered in her bag, or around her, and she does like wearing her goggles. She much rather stay to her own creations then to be around people. Though she is often crazed by one blight or another, deep inside, she more then regrets the pain she has inflicted on those who tried to get close to her. On the outside, she has more then once made the company of a Forsaken preferable.