Ambit
(#64497368)
Level 1 Spiral
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Energy: 50/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.19 m
Wingspan
1.85 m
Weight
77.3 kg
Genetics
Ginger
Wasp
Wasp
Buttercup
Trail
Trail
Jade
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Spiral
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
8
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
6
Lineage
Biography
assets inspired by Poisonedpaper; made by Rifter
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AMBIT wasn't hired by Crookwing Courier so much as she walked in and convinced them she already worked there. Some folks from the Plateau might think it's a touch too on the nose to be called to parcel service -- Ambit isn't one of them. Lunatone, a fellow Wind native, doesn't think so, either, though she's lived in the Wasteland so long she's just about due to change element entirely. At first, Ambit was saddled with riding shotgun to Lunatone's route, but once she proved her mettle, she got a line of her own. She has no patience for wagons or the will to acquire some, so she runs the Courier service's Wastebred express line, near enough all by herself. Throwshoe, her Wastebred mount, is faster than just about anything else that runs the Wasteland, and together they deliver time-sensitive parcels and letters near fast enough to break the sound barrier. The looks of stunned surprise on her clients' faces are what give Ambit life, if she's to be entirely honest. We don't talk about some of the parcels that couldn't be delivered on time no matter how fast Throwshoe can go due to, just for a random hypothetical, being full of too-advanced beetle larvae, who are then very enamored with one's hat upon reaching the next stage of their life. For a random example, which didn't happen, but if it did: don't touch Ambit's hair. Ever. |
IMPRESSIONS
The shimmer in her hair is lively -- or, rather, for the curious who look too closely, alive. The vibrant green isn't down to genetics, it's down to the metallic shine of beetle carapaces. Doesn't seem to faze her much. She's got a steely look in her eyes no matter how Plateau green they are. The energy around her is nervous, but she certainly isn't.
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RELATIONSHIPS
THROWSHOE is her Wastebred mount, a whip-thin creature that's all ropy muscle and scales, the hair being trimmed down low enough to show off the bronze shine of the skin beneath. A long and lean blur when in motion. Some folks swear the thing breathes fire when she really gets going.LUNATONE hails from Bantam's Drift same as Ambit, though their experiences of the place are about as separated by time as could be. Ambit has a strong affection for Lunatone, even if it's difficult to gauge how much of that sentiment is returned in kind. Their professional relationship doesn't suffer for it, at least. NOTCH is Ambit's first point of contact at the far end of the line, for it's Waysign where far-off orders from the other side of the Sea begin their journey deeper into the Wasteland. Ambit's not sure the mirror has said more than five words to her the whole time they've worked together, but somehow she would describe their relationship as "warm" just the same. |
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