Panyaviel - Revision history

Maintenance script at 05:33, 15 March 2013

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	Shifting like desert sands beneath an unrelenting sun, Panyaviel's memories of her youth are only vaguely recalled; faded images from a vivid dream all but forgotten upon waking.<br>
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	<center>"'Tis better to leave the past where it belongs."</center><br>		<center>"'Tis better to leave the past where it belongs."</center><br>

	For now, content to stride purposefully through the provinces living a somewhat nomadic lifestyle, she is eager to explore and leave her subtle mark upon the ever changing landscape.<br>
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	Roleplay Stance: Heavy<br>		Roleplay Stance: Heavy<br>

Maintenance script at 10:34, 8 February 2013

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			''"O Memory! thou midway world''<br>
			'''Twixt earth and paradise,''<br>
			''Where things decayed and loved ones lost''<br>
			''In dreamy shadows rise,''<br>
			''And, freed from all that's earthly vile,''<br>
			''Seem hallowed, pure, and bright,''<br>
			''Like scenes in some enchanted isle'' <br>
			''All bathed in liquid light."'' <sup>†</sup><br>
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			Tucked within the pages of a weathered journal this sketch bears only minute signs of distress and aging.<br>
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			Captured in a moment of relaxation, an Elven woman reclines beneath a shaded fruit tree. Pale hair crowned with daisies has been pulled back in a loose braid and allowed to fall over one shoulder. A sharply angled face is softened by the smile curving her lips and the mirth reflected in inky black eyes.<br>
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			Dark skinned, her slender figure is garbed in a softly draped linen shirt with an open collar and fine leather breeches. Held loosely in her lap is a heavy woolen mantle, the masked face of a young raccoon peering out from within its deeply cowled hood. Resting beside her is a pair of trail worn moccasins propped against a well mended leather pack.<br>
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			Shifting like desert sands beneath an unrelenting sun, Panyaviel's memories of her youth are only vaguely recalled; faded images from a vivid dream all but forgotten upon waking.<br>
			<br>
			<center>"'Tis better to leave the past where it belongs."</center><br>

			For now, content to stride purposefully through the provinces living a somewhat nomadic lifestyle, she is eager to explore and leave her subtle mark upon the ever changing landscape.<br>
			<br>

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			Roleplay Stance: Heavy<br>
			PvP Stance: Open<br>
			AIM: Panyaviel<br>
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			<small><sup>†</sup> Quoted from Abraham Lincoln's 1846 Poem, "My Childhood Home I See Again"</small>

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|Gender = Female
|Guild = Ranger
|Instance = Prime
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