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|status=y |
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|guild=n |
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|gender=Female |
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|location=Avlea's Bows |
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|type=shopowner |
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Avlea owns [[Avlea's Bows]] in [[Shard]]. |
Avlea owns [[Avlea's Bows]] in [[Shard]]. |
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==Description== |
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Appearing as thin and limber as one of her bows, with pale blond hair falling in wispy tendrils down her back, Avlea seems rather out of place in these mundane surroundings, like an angel fallen to earth. Her other-worldly appearance is at odds with the capable manner in which her long fingered hands shape the shaft of an arrow, and her leaf green eyes check the curve of a bow. She speaks in a softly-toned voice, barely above a whisper, making it necessary to listen closely while dealing with her. |
Appearing as thin and limber as one of her bows, with pale blond hair falling in wispy tendrils down her back, Avlea seems rather out of place in these mundane surroundings, like an angel fallen to earth. Her other-worldly appearance is at odds with the capable manner in which her long fingered hands shape the shaft of an arrow, and her leaf green eyes check the curve of a bow. She speaks in a softly-toned voice, barely above a whisper, making it necessary to listen closely while dealing with her. |
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[[Category:Alive]] |
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[[Category:NPCs]] |
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[[Category:Shopowner]] |
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[[Category:Unknown Race]] |
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Revision as of 20:41, 1 October 2008
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| Avlea | |
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| Status: | Alive |
| Race: | Unknown |
| Gender: | Female |
| Location: | Avlea's Bows |
| Type: | shopowner |
Avlea owns Avlea's Bows in Shard.
Description
Appearing as thin and limber as one of her bows, with pale blond hair falling in wispy tendrils down her back, Avlea seems rather out of place in these mundane surroundings, like an angel fallen to earth. Her other-worldly appearance is at odds with the capable manner in which her long fingered hands shape the shaft of an arrow, and her leaf green eyes check the curve of a bow. She speaks in a softly-toned voice, barely above a whisper, making it necessary to listen closely while dealing with her.