Honey Mel traveled from Alastria.
A training Shaman, traveling to gain more knowledge of the wider world to be a better leader for her clan in the future.
She is strong-willed and cautious, with a dark sense of humor.
Honey Mel traveled from Alastria. A training Shaman, traveling to gain more knowledge of the wider world to be a better leader for her clan in the future.She is strong-willed and cautious, with a dark sense of humor.
- Gender
- Female
- Eyes
- Deep Golden
- Hair
- Dark Blonde
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- Deep Caramel
- Height
- 6'9
Appearance
Physical Description
Honey Mel is a shifter of athletic build. Lithe and slim.
Body Features
Her body is noticeably muscled since she has little to no body fat.
Facial Features
Due to her race, Honey Mel has a flat nose and wide face.
Identifying Characteristics
Her dark skin showcases her scars brightly. She has a couple of smaller scars across her upper arm, however, it's possible to see a large scar that crosses the back of her upper legs and across her back.
Physical quirks
She has animalistic features, based on a large cat almost.
Apparel & Accessories
Honey Mel, being a druid, wears only the basic necessities. A simple cloth around her chest to give her 'modesty' in communities with other races.
A wrap skirt/ trousers with furs as well as animal teeth for accessories.
Special abilities
Wildhunt shifters are sharp and insightful. Some are constantly alert, ever wary of possible threats. Others focus on their intuition, searching within. Wildhunt shifters are excellent hunters, and they also tend to become the spiritual leaders of shifter communities.
While shifted she has advantages to wisdom based checks.
Mentality
Personality
Motivation
Change is important. Nature is in constant change, through its seasons and growth.
Honey Mel wishes to learn more about the world at large and her training is imperative to becoming a Shaman of worth for her clan.
Vices & Personality flaws
There’s no room for caution in a life lived to the fullest.
An injury to the unspoiled wilderness of my home is an injury to me.
I watch over my friends as if they were a litter of newborn pups.
I was, in fact, raised by wolves.
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