Idim

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Name: Idim Moq Qo Harr

Alias: none

Race: Shaaran

Initial Alignment: Neutral Good

Height: 5'3"

Weight/Build: 100lbs, athletic

Age: 23

Eyes: Deep brown

Hair: Pitch black and straight as a board. You get the feeling she couldn't curl it if she tried.

Deity: Akadi

Base Class & Proposed Development: Druid Shifter/Summoner. I'll probably ruin it completely making RP decisions with my build.

Notable/Distinguishing Features: The plains people (Shaarans) are not common this far from home, so really her whole ethnicity should be regarded as somewhat exotic. She is almond skinned, with high cheek bones and a square jaw.

Personality Profile: Think. . . Angry/scared chihuahua. She's happy to see people she knows, will often hide around large groups of strangers, growl -and probably bite- if her personal space is not respected. This is particularly true when she is trying not to be seen by all the scary new people. She doesn't look away, instead staring down the people that look at her. She'll glare at them around objects as if to warn them to stay away.

Background: Idim was learning to be a wisewoman in her tribe. She was learning to speak to the mother and read Akadi's wind. While on a bit of a spiritual journey near the city of Three Swords she was snatched. She was spirited away. She could only tell you they were goin north. She didn't know the destination. At a clearing where many merchants and travelers stopped to rest she gently pushed the curtain aside that was over the bars which held her. Instantly, her eyes locked with the emerald green eyes of Laim of Lantan.

He seemed suprised to see brown eyes and almond fingertips in a covered box on a wagon. Her captors grunted and smacked her fingers, tucking the fabric back in. There was some talking, though it moved away from her too far to be heard. The next she knew the cloth was thrown back, her crate was open and she was drug out of it by her arm and tossed at Liam's feet. She growled and hissed, kicking and squirming away from the person that roughly handled her.

The next hands were gentle. Liam murmured that she was going to be alright now. She spent the next days in his company, sure she had been bought. She didn't know how to respond to the situation, but Liam would put that to rest. He told her he had no desire to have a slave, but that the slavers had explained she was a tribeswoman with considerable skill in the wild. He needed a guide to help him navigate to waterdeep. That was all. She was free todo whatever she wanted when they arrived. He was sure someone could even send her home.

She was quiet at first, a broken sentence or two. Immersed in the language many people can learn within a few weeks, and she was learning quickly. For whatever reason, she had not yet left Liam's side and Liam had not bade her to go.

Goals: Idim "goes with the wind". She has no goals but to experience and understand why Akadi's wind has blown her so far from home.

Enemies: Grumbar, slavers obviously.

Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts: TBD, I just put her together. I am sure I will think of something as I go. I let inspiration strike as it will.