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Jineva the Wanderer

Jineva, stands at 5 foot 9 inches tall with an athletic body. Jineva has long brown, braided hair with big brown eyes. Jineva has dark brown skin and a plain appearance, but could more attractive if wore better clothing and wore her hair something other than a ponytail - but she knows how to clean up if would serves needs at the time. Jineva has chosen to travel the world, learning about alchemy and magic. She started her path learning from a herbalist, the only one who didn't mind her constant questions. Jineva views alliances as convenient. Jineva intends to learn as much about magic and politics inorder to become the next Ruler of Kings.

Wanderer Jineva

Advisor Description

Celiva was secretly poisoning her uncle's food. Jineva worked for the Master Herbalist that supplied the ingredients. She would order them irregularly and sometimes bundled with other herbs and tinctures to throw off anyone who tried to make a connection.

The herbalist was in on the job and hinted that Jineva keep quiet if any would ask. She wasn't the smartest, but she figured it out. After the uncle finally died, someone did investigate and Jineva acted if she was caught of guard, but she was prepared and cleverly tied up some loose ends. Celiva took notice. Initially she was suspicious, but slowly began to trust her.

While Jineva worked with the herbalist, she continued to deliver to Celiva. During the delivery, the would often chat for a while. Sometimes it just idle gossip, but other times it was a mini-lesson on how the world works behind the scenes. Jineva wasn't particularly interested in fame, but power and money sounds nice. She's hoping that Celiva would introduce her to her shady contacts. She was pretty sure there would be a market for her skills there.

On the other side, Celiva was impressed by her ambitions and willing to learn. More than once, she considered using her as a pawn in her own maneuvering. As of right now, she does enjoy her watching her progress.

Jineva the Wanderer Post Play & MMORPG RPG Text

Reflections on your mother

My mother was a good woman. She loved me and our family. Sometimes I think she cared, too much. She worked herself to the bone keeping us educated, our stomachs full and clothing on our backs. But every night I would hear her cry herself to sleep in her empty bed. Sometimes I would catch her gazing forlornly out our kitchen window.

She would busy herself with us, my brother and I. Then, later after the sickness took my brother, she busied herself over me. I guess it took her mind off of our father, though. She never did anything herself. She claimed she was happy when I was happy. I never believed that.

When she died, no one would remember her. She didn't make any new friends. She didn't take any lovers after my Father left. She didn't do anything exciting or news worthy.

I love my mother, but I refuse to be like her.

Wanderer Jineva

Message to Advisor

Celiva, I braved the labyrinth of Mrs Fluke. I lost bits of my soul to whatever creature lurks within. I should have headed your advice to be more socialable, because twice I was lost the riddle contest because I couldn't remember some guys name.

Tomorrow, I will train. I purchased a dagger for myself and it proved to be useful against the .. Ratdogs.