Mirianna

The woman groans in disapproval as she overlooks one of the many trees that she'd passed by, finding herself turned around. All of them seemed so similar and offered very little as a mode of reference. If she could actually scratch something in them that remained that would be ideal, but given it was part of the cardinal owned landscape it would always regrow or regenerate. Any marking she'd made were quickly erased, leaving her back to being utterly lost. The lower in her stead had already fanned out, searching through the woods in a combing effort for the complex they sought. But they were j

The click of platform boots across a large ballroom. Somewhat unfazed as other players with orange markers continue to dig through drawers, opening cabinets that lined the walls. "Find it." Mirianna responds in a cool tone, a stark order as she starts to head up a pair of red velvet covered stairs. Her hand drags on the banister on her right as she does, turning once it breaks into two sets that oppose each other. Up to the upper level, the central hole that lead down lined with a railing. On the walls all manner of expensive paintings, busts of faces that were clearly manufactured just for ef

There had been mention of a small village that was off the map. After some research it had been said that it has since been abandoned and not yet looted. That is where they would be heading today. Mirianna and a small group of 6 wander through a forest trying to find such a mysterious location. The reason that it was not gone through was because there were said to be ruthless creatures that roam the area around it. They were running low on supplies back at their base and they needed to get more one way or another. Trees cover these lands, winds fiercely racing through the air they breathed. Sn

Username: Mirianna Real name: Maria Hulomia Age: 27 Gender: Female Height: 5'8 Background: A cold and unfeeling child to a pair of twinned dads, holding a rather standard upbringing despite the fact. Maria excelled in the performance arts as a small child, and her parents pushed her to her limits. Seeing the potential for greatness, they ushered her unto the stage. A deadpanned ballerina, with an exquisite flair and blank expression. Eventually she started to branch out, by the ripe age of 14 she grew into multiple facets. Fencing came next. Once she reached 21, she ev