Ravaona

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Ravaona
  • Gender: Female
  • Played by: MercyfulFate
  • Race: Minotaur
  • Class: Barbarian
  • Alignment: Chaotic Good
  • Deity: None
  • Age: 18
  • Body Type: Athletic and toned
  • Height: Six foot
  • Weight: One hundred eighty pounds
  • Complexion: Dark mahogany coloured skin
  • Hair: Black and long, tied back in a ponytail
  • Eyes: Gentle brown
  • Handedness: Left
  • Scars: Several around her arms and midsection
  • Relationship Status: Single
  • Personality: Intense, temperamental, conflicted, stubborn,
  • Mannerisms: Brutish, impolite, forward, friendly

• Description

  Ravaona is a subtly tall woman with a strong athletic build and a defined musculature. Her complexion is dark, above her waist she has skin, while below she has the hindquarters of a bull with short and smooth fur the colour of midnight, so black it's almost a sort of blue. Her clothing is scant, she wears a loincloth with a long rough looking shape and a simple top that is more a wrapping to keep her modest.
  
  Her facial features are soft and pretty, despite the extremes of anger that she can sometimes be driven to she looks like a friendly and approachable person, as far as minotaurs go. Above her long straight hair tied in a ponytail she has a pair of small if long straight horns, with subtly scratches and chips on their tips from usage.
  
  She has one tattoo, a spiralling maze pattern that covers her shoulder and upper arm to about her elbow.

• Biography

  Ravaona was born to a human mother, her birth was considered a curse and she was discarded at the edge of a dark and ill-omened forest for the other beast-men to take for their own. For most of her life she suffered in a society that was too brutal and ruthless for her, despite her temper she has a genuinely good heart.
  
  On the eve of her eighteenth birthday she resolved to make a life for herself in the wilderness, a vegetarian despite her fierce appearance. Bulls do not eat meat, after all. Most days she can be found gathering food and trying to keep people away from her den, but sometimes, particularly at night, she feels lonely and desires a friend. All attempts at this have so far been thwarted by her frightening appearance.