Annalisa Tremont
Sasha Annalisa Tremont
Physical Description
Facial Features
Blonde hair done up in a twisted bun and brown eyes
Slim build, average looking
Mental characteristics
Personal history
She was raised mainly by her father and her father's other business owner friends. While her father was sickly she helped around the store to give her father ease at the shop while she did the day to day tasks. She has a beau in town that she calls Red. It is family tradition in Sasha's family to go out in the world to look at where the ingredients in their potions come from and to see if they can make deals with the sellers on their own. Since Sasha's father is sickly she never wanted to leave him to run the store on his own. Red stepped up to help put and Sasha's father urged her to go and keep the family tradition.
Education
Sasha learned a lot of her spells from her father and went to a local school to learn her general schooling at.
Employment
Sasha worked at her father's shop in the day to day tasks and was friendly with the regular locals that would come in.
Failures & Embarrassments
Sasha is not necessarily known for her salesman tactics, she is more to the point in letting someone know the side effects and the negatives of a potion as well as the positive.
Mental Trauma
Her mother died while Sasha was still a toddler. Sasha's father was very heart broken and struggled with raising Sasha on his own. Sasha did not see her mother die.
Sharp, absent minded, worried
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Alignment
Chaotic Neutral
Children
Gender
Female
Eyes
Brown
Hair
Blonde
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Lightly tanned
Height
5'8"
Weight
150
Out and About
I'm not really sure why I'm out here. I mean, I know WHY, but I didn't' really want to... I'm so worried about father, and he assured me he'd be fine especially since Red stepped in. Red is so sweet, putting his own work on hold, but I'm just worried that he won't know what father wants, or getting things done in the right order....
Father wanted me out here. To see what our world has to offer, where things come from and the people that work out here. I've already met some fascinating people. A dwarf riding a mechanical monster of some kind, a Minotaur stepping in to save us from some goblin bandits, a blue gensai. I've only heard stories like these and now I'm living one. But I'm still so worried. I can't shake that feeling.
I'll write another letter home. Maybe we'll stay in Omeridge long enough to receive a response.
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