Chanterelle DuboisYesterday's Drawing Board
Emerging from the sea-spray and morning fog, with reports of its death all but certain, KN9s appearance had almost taken on the qualities of a dream. A haze of unreality seemed to linger about its frame, fuzzy and distorted. Perhaps it was the dread...
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↪ LOCATION INFO FOUND HERELOCATION—Amaric Temple Summit
DATE—Early Summer
TIME—0936
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↪ THIS IS WHERE YOUR CHARACTER INFO GOES.Neha Djabani
Lvl. 3 | Shaman
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Chanterelle DuboisA Moment to Reconvene
The early morning’s work felt purposeful—at least to Chanterelle. Her task was not difficult: rot was, of course, the element most closely under her control. The fungal creatures had been quite resistant to her when magical and alive, but dead were little...
Chanterelle DuboisThe Next Morning
The events on the beach had been difficult to process. For a fight to start so quickly, so violently, to bring forth something so far beyond her magic.. it was a feeling that the witch was unfamiliar with, at least, if you didn’t count her experience on Dall...
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DATE—Early Summer
TIME—0933
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Lvl. 3 | Shaman
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↪ LOCATION INFO FOUND HERELOCATION—Amaric Temple
DATE—Early Summer
TIME—0930
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Lvl. 3 | Shaman
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Neha DjabaniFemale22
Lv. 3Bat DemihumanShaman SupporterThe Dungeoneer's Guild
APPEARANCE
4'11", 104lbs
Personality
There’s a sort of oddness that comes from being treated with reverence at a young age. Often, this manifests in an exaggerated ego, and in an inability to be challenged. That...
Chanterelle DuboisThe Winds Roar
The state that Ark and Maria had reduced their part of the battlefield to was paradoxically beautiful. The gore strewn over the ground, the slamming and splashing of concrete and rebar into the water and the sand, the sweeping scale of it all. Chanterelle wasn’t...
Excited to make a sheet for this -- kind of considering a shaman demi-human, but I'm not completely settled yet.
1- a question
The otter-like demi-humans are local-- are there any other more centralized demi-human groups in the city? Either by species, or in a wider enclave sense.
A character...
Chanterelle DuboisThe Tempest's Pull
A witch can only do so much in her attempts to triumph over nature.
Chanterelle’s boots dug into the sand as she came to a sudden stop. With Alicia covering her back and Maria clearing her path, there was a small amount of time to get into a better...
Chanterelle DuboisIn the Eye of the Storm
The salt from the mist off the whipping waves settled into Chanterelle’s skin, sprouting a strange sensation of calmness in its sting as she took stock of herself and awaited their replies. Her glasses were wet with sea-spray. Her hand stopped in its...
Chanterelle DuboisThrough the Winds
The pressure was on.
Everyone worked effectively in their positions, at least from Chanterelle's perspective. The moment of respite between casting and sudden chaos saw her gaze creeping over the field: Raphael, attempting to pursue the aid of civilians...
Chanterelle DuboisWith the Winds
As so came the resolution.
Her grip on Raphael loosened as Gauss began to speak. By the time he finished outlining his expectations of their behaviour, she'd let go, retracing the step she'd taken toward the sorcerer. The heavy feeling in her chest had begun to...
Chanterelle Dubois& Raphael Valerias
Ten feet to the side of the road, and already they had found conflict. Her ear piqued at Maria’s call to announce her spell–Chanterelle had not looked back, eyes scanning out over the coast as she walked down the sidewalk towards the rest–and it gave her...
Chanterelle DuboisTrouble on the Road
Chanterelle was amped up.
She’d been itching to get out in the field–to have some kind of purpose–since the events on Dall Island. Even better, this was a situation that she understood and had the repertoire to assist with–and she was with a group she was...
I'm drafting, but it's hardly done yet.
Hi, I'm Meredith! It's nice to meet you. I'm doing pretty well--pretty much just finished with my uni stuff. Excited to have some time to write, been doing good comparatively ✨
How about you! What's been going on in your life?