Rajara
| Rajara Gudrs'Rivuyi | |
|---|---|
| Status | |
| Race | Rakash |
| Gender | Female |
| Guild | Trader |
| Instance | Prime |
| Relatives | Soosha Gudrs'Rivuyi |
Profile
Name: Rajara Gudrs'Rivuyi
Race: Rakash Spouse: Single
Preferred Location: Therenborough
Features: Rajara has a heart-shaped face, thick-lashed violet eyes, a freckled nose and dimples. Her deep purple-streaked blue-black hair is long and fine, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a fragile black gold crescent moon haircomb set with tiny moonstone chips. She has pale skin and a plump figure.
Roleplay Stance: Light
PvP Stance: Closed
IM: AIM: Ellusionz21
URL: http://www.lostonawhim.com
Quote: "A face without freckles is like a night without stars."
On a Whim
Located in the Sun Room of the Crossing Plaza. The shop is attended by an assistant daily between 1pm and 7pm Eastern time. Browse the catalog for a full list of merchandise. Trader and shopper notes can also be found on this site.
Description
Softskin
You see Whimsical Writer Rajara Gudrs'Rivuyi, Cadge of Elanthia, a Rakash.
Rajara has a heart-shaped face, thick-lashed violet eyes, a freckled nose and dimples. Her deep purple-streaked blue-black hair is long and fine, and is worn in a deceptively careless-looking arrangement of upswept locks held in place by a fragile black gold crescent moon haircomb set with tiny moonstone chips. She has pale skin and a plump figure.
Some onyx ravens float lazily around her right ankle, glowing with a lustrous sheen against her skin.
She appears to be in her prime.
She is in good shape.
Moonskin
Coming soon.
Inventory
She is wearing a painted quill with a bronze nib, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a varna earcuff, a polished iron locket shaped to resemble a closed book, a rabbit's foot, a tag sack, a raven skeleton, a raven black faille odaj, a platinum badge engraved with an outstretched hand, a rich platinum armlet set with a stained glass mosaic of the Traders' guild crest, an elegant animite hand flower decorated with pale jade leaves, a heavy black ironwood ring, an oath ring crafted from pure polished platinum, an albredine crystal ring, an etched black leather moneybelt clasped by a polished bone crest of the Trader's Guild, an elaborate gift basket decorated with tiny lockpick charms on purple ribbons, a silver belt knife with a wolf-engraved hilt, a golden feedbag with a detailed map depicted on it, a sinuous leather bullwhip, a twilight-hued linen skirt, a black silk garter with a delicate lace fringe, a black silk garter with a delicate lace fringe, some lavender knee socks embroidered with crimson butterflies and a gleaming animite parry stick studded with rubies.
History
Most people are curious as to how a Rakash and Prydaen could be sisters. We're not really blood sisters of course, though we did go through the little ritual when we were younger of pricking our fingers and swearing to protect each other forever. We were both born a few years after our parents had fled from the evil Necromancer Lyras, giving thanks to their gods and saviors when the barrier was erected. They wandered to the outskirts of the Crossing, choosing to stay in the wilderness, hoping to stay with the old ways they were familiar with. Unfortunately, that's hard to do in new surroundings with new people. So the Rakash and Prydaen ending up sharing dens.
This is where Soosha and I both come in, where we were born. When we were old enough to wander, we found each other and quickly became enemies. Great beginnings; we were both stalking the same mouse, and ended up pouncing the other in our eagerness for our first kill. After that we always competed in things, and just could not manage to one-up the other; I would win one game, and she the other.
Our battle would probably have gone on forever if that day hadn't arrived. That day being the celebration to remember those we lost. Now don't think we were celebrating they were lost, just remembering them in a good, happy way. During these times the bloodwine made everyone a bit less watchful and that was the time the ogres who lived in our territory happened to invade our home. Our parents and neighbors tried to fight, but they were more a peaceful bunch now and lax in their fighting skills since we hadn't any enemies here. They ordered us to run and hide in the safe place, and as we sat there huddled together, holding on to one another fearing the unknown, we heard the horrible sounds of our families being slaughtered.
I don't recall much of what happened afterwards or even during. I don't think Soosha does either. But somehow we salvaged what we could and wandered away from the destruction. We stayed together not knowing what else to do, living off the land. When I almost got taken down by a musk hog she grabbed me to safety and held me tightly. We cried together then, mourning the death of our parents and what should have been. That is where we made our blood pact to always protect each other as our parents would have. We would become our own pack/pryde and make our family proud.
A while later we traveled to the Crossing to see what the town life was like. We met many weird and interesting people. During our visit I met the Trader guildleader and learned of their fabulous skills. I decided to join and make a living this way. My new sister Soosha also stayed in town doing odd jobs, though found her new favorite skill was to live off my work. We are happy and content in our new home, never forgetting the vows we made to our loved ones.