Keegan
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Keegan
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Keegan
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Keegan (Kee)
Human
Female
24
3rd of Cylus, arc 693
Rhakros
Poisoner
Standing at a modest 5’2, Keegan carries her small frame with a rigid disposition. Her posture is harsh and unbending, chiseled in a way that does not deviate nor stray. It seems this personal temperament toward absoluteness carries to her facial expression as well, which is to say the woman’s features do not easily find softness. If it was not for this predisposition toward insensitivity and indifference, Keegan might have been considered pleasing to look at. She has stark blonde hair with a complexion just as fair. Her cheekbones are high, though some may consider the extreme angles of her face to be too harsh to be considered pretty. She probably is underweight by human standards, though whether this is unintentional or of her own accord is unknown. All in all there is a certain sort of sharpness to her, that much is certain. Her eyes are perhaps the only feature that contradict her otherwise harsh appearance, but their gentleness is often masked by a heavy layer of kohl.
What you see is what you get with Keegan, and behind that indifferent, detached appearance is a personality to match. Cold and uninterested is an apt descriptor of the woman’s social pursuits. She is usually withdrawn from outside interactions, though occasionally her work requires it. She is extremely dedicated to her work, and so heavily loyal to her mentor that she has dedicated her life to aiding his career. At her best, Kee is focused, ambitious, and very serious about her craft. She does not shy away from hard-work, and will go to great lengths to get what she desires. At her worst, the woman is arrogant, stubborn, and blunt to a fault. She is usually curt and concise, without much regard to pleasantries. She preserves little time for such things as building relationships and recreation, as these trivial pursuits are considered frivolous.
Likes: Licorice, wit, the sound of whistling tea, silence, crickets
Dislikes: Being reprimanded, large bodies of water, meat
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Basic Info
Name
Keegan (Kee)
Race
Human
Gender
Female
Age
24
D.O.B
3rd of Cylus, arc 693
Home City
Rhakros
Profession
Poisoner
Appearance
Standing at a modest 5’2, Keegan carries her small frame with a rigid disposition. Her posture is harsh and unbending, chiseled in a way that does not deviate nor stray. It seems this personal temperament toward absoluteness carries to her facial expression as well, which is to say the woman’s features do not easily find softness. If it was not for this predisposition toward insensitivity and indifference, Keegan might have been considered pleasing to look at. She has stark blonde hair with a complexion just as fair. Her cheekbones are high, though some may consider the extreme angles of her face to be too harsh to be considered pretty. She probably is underweight by human standards, though whether this is unintentional or of her own accord is unknown. All in all there is a certain sort of sharpness to her, that much is certain. Her eyes are perhaps the only feature that contradict her otherwise harsh appearance, but their gentleness is often masked by a heavy layer of kohl.
Personality
What you see is what you get with Keegan, and behind that indifferent, detached appearance is a personality to match. Cold and uninterested is an apt descriptor of the woman’s social pursuits. She is usually withdrawn from outside interactions, though occasionally her work requires it. She is extremely dedicated to her work, and so heavily loyal to her mentor that she has dedicated her life to aiding his career. At her best, Kee is focused, ambitious, and very serious about her craft. She does not shy away from hard-work, and will go to great lengths to get what she desires. At her worst, the woman is arrogant, stubborn, and blunt to a fault. She is usually curt and concise, without much regard to pleasantries. She preserves little time for such things as building relationships and recreation, as these trivial pursuits are considered frivolous.
Likes: Licorice, wit, the sound of whistling tea, silence, crickets
Dislikes: Being reprimanded, large bodies of water, meat
Merits
- Brave: With a quiet temperament and an introverted approach to life, Keegan is not the type of girl one might expect bravery from. Despite this, there is a certain moxie to the girl, a stubbornness and a determination that keeps her from shying away from dangerous situations.
- Focused: Finding focus easily is a valuable trait to have when your work can kill you, and it was the first thing the girl learned when coming to Baynard.
- Intelligent: Keegan may not have been born a scholar, but she sure has grown into one. She observes with intention, and is proficient at picking out patterns from them. She learns quickly, and retains information without much difficulty.
Flaws
- Physically frail: Underweight and brittle boned, Keegan is not what you would call in optimal physical condition. She is not strong, nor is she agile. Paired with her small stature, the woman is far from suited for physical altercations.
- Proud: Her sense of self importance has gotten the woman into trouble on multiple occasions, Keegan does not enjoy being bested or shamed.
- Impatient: Poisoncraft requires patience and often times restraint, qualities that do not come easily to the woman. Her impatience has ruined entire batches of poisons and antidotes, and it has gotten her stung, bitten, and scratched more times than she can count.
Last edited by Keegan on Tue Oct 10, 2017 8:35 pm, edited 12 times in total. word count: 599
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Keegan
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- Posts: 62
- Joined: Tue Jun 13, 2017 11:48 pm
- Race: Human
- Renown: 10
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- Wealth Tier: Tier 1
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Keegan
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The first 10 years of her life were spent here, in the brothel her mother managed. Her mother was a strict woman, and produced an obedient, soft spoken child. Keegan did as she was told, and did not ask questions. When she reached ten, the arrangement between Mr. Baynard was finalized. She was to work under his hand as an apprentice, though what her mother got out of it in return was unclear.
Barlow Baynard was already a greying man when Keegan came to him, with wiry and wild hair that grew outward more than it grew down. His business was poisons and their antidotes, their clientele ranging from mid to upper class citizens. She spent the first six years with him studying from books mostly, as even a militant man such as himself would not risk allowing a child handle such dangerous ingredients. Just as soon as she was done with her primary education at 17, she was skirted out of town to a private tutor, where she learned the basics of empathy.
”When do we begin.” She was seated at the chair and squinting against the flicker of the candlelight, though it was still too dim to make out the man’s face.
”Not now. Not for a long time.” He could have been smiling, was he joking? His tone sounded flat, so perhaps then, he was scowling. Perhaps he was cross with her. She would not know because she could not read his expression, and this upset her visibly, shifting to opposite hip and placing both elbows on the table in her impatience. If she could only see his face she could tell if he might be disappointed, and this elicited a flutter of her heart... But Keegan could not be certain the shame that crept into her gut now was authentic. Not with him here. Not with this bewitchment he kept inside him.
”Why empathy.” Was her next question. She would continue interrogating him this way until he answered her, though her voice was softer now. Baynard would call this her inviting voice, the tone she was to use when speaking with clientele. Use your inviting voice he would say. And she would now, here. With this stranger.
But the hooded man would not give in, nor would he allow the pale haired woman to see what he hid behind the hood. Her posture would shift again, as if this visible change in position symbolized a new approach, advancing from a new angle.
She would try again.
”Your brother is much more eloquent at playing coy, Javok.” At this, a chuckle was produced from opposite the table, weak, but a chuckle nonetheless.
They would still not begin for many trials after that, but Kee would leave with an appreciation for Baynard’s brother, and a newfound respect for the delicacies people hid within them.
Empathy did not come easily For Keegan, but it was the woman’s deeply rooted appetite for knowledge and understanding that kept her engaged. The first dozen trials of her initiation did not include passing magic at all. Instead it was one room and two chairs, Javok studying her quietly and picking through the intricacies of Kee’s tangle. It was not recommended to initiate empath’s at Javok’s skill level, and one might consider Keegan’s initiation to be dirty and tainted for it. But much like many other of the woman’s experiences, it was not talent that got the two of them through the process, but sheer will. Perseverance and the drive to untangle the complexities of the mind left her an Empath, and she would come back a woman.
”Best investment I ever made.” were Baynard’s first words to her upon her homecoming. The next few years came as a flurry of scholarly work and hands-on application to the craft of poisons. Call it naivety or something else, but it would take a long time before the girl would sort out the pieces. Why an old man would take a whore’s daughter under his apprenticeship when he could have a far more wealthy, educated child to work under him. And why that same old man sponsored her years of expensive schooling, only to consider her an investment upon her return.
But to Barlow Baynard, Keegan was just another project to be finessed over and perfected. Much like his work with poisons, he was crafting a weapon.
History
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“She wanted a son.” Is what would be said of the girl's name, often in hushed voices and gossip ridden undertones. It was a phrase Keegan would hear often in her youth. It was an explanation to those early acquaintances, an excuse for the girl having a boy’s name. It was true Keegan’s mother had wanted a boy, that fact was not ever kept quiet. A brothel was no place for any child after all, but a young girl was much more likely to have her innocence stripped from her too early, in a place where youth and purity often equated to coin.
The first 10 years of her life were spent here, in the brothel her mother managed. Her mother was a strict woman, and produced an obedient, soft spoken child. Keegan did as she was told, and did not ask questions. When she reached ten, the arrangement between Mr. Baynard was finalized. She was to work under his hand as an apprentice, though what her mother got out of it in return was unclear.
Barlow Baynard was already a greying man when Keegan came to him, with wiry and wild hair that grew outward more than it grew down. His business was poisons and their antidotes, their clientele ranging from mid to upper class citizens. She spent the first six years with him studying from books mostly, as even a militant man such as himself would not risk allowing a child handle such dangerous ingredients. Just as soon as she was done with her primary education at 17, she was skirted out of town to a private tutor, where she learned the basics of empathy.
”When do we begin.” She was seated at the chair and squinting against the flicker of the candlelight, though it was still too dim to make out the man’s face.
”Not now. Not for a long time.” He could have been smiling, was he joking? His tone sounded flat, so perhaps then, he was scowling. Perhaps he was cross with her. She would not know because she could not read his expression, and this upset her visibly, shifting to opposite hip and placing both elbows on the table in her impatience. If she could only see his face she could tell if he might be disappointed, and this elicited a flutter of her heart... But Keegan could not be certain the shame that crept into her gut now was authentic. Not with him here. Not with this bewitchment he kept inside him.
”Why empathy.” Was her next question. She would continue interrogating him this way until he answered her, though her voice was softer now. Baynard would call this her inviting voice, the tone she was to use when speaking with clientele. Use your inviting voice he would say. And she would now, here. With this stranger.
But the hooded man would not give in, nor would he allow the pale haired woman to see what he hid behind the hood. Her posture would shift again, as if this visible change in position symbolized a new approach, advancing from a new angle.
She would try again.
”Your brother is much more eloquent at playing coy, Javok.” At this, a chuckle was produced from opposite the table, weak, but a chuckle nonetheless.
They would still not begin for many trials after that, but Kee would leave with an appreciation for Baynard’s brother, and a newfound respect for the delicacies people hid within them.
Empathy did not come easily For Keegan, but it was the woman’s deeply rooted appetite for knowledge and understanding that kept her engaged. The first dozen trials of her initiation did not include passing magic at all. Instead it was one room and two chairs, Javok studying her quietly and picking through the intricacies of Kee’s tangle. It was not recommended to initiate empath’s at Javok’s skill level, and one might consider Keegan’s initiation to be dirty and tainted for it. But much like many other of the woman’s experiences, it was not talent that got the two of them through the process, but sheer will. Perseverance and the drive to untangle the complexities of the mind left her an Empath, and she would come back a woman.
”Best investment I ever made.” were Baynard’s first words to her upon her homecoming. The next few years came as a flurry of scholarly work and hands-on application to the craft of poisons. Call it naivety or something else, but it would take a long time before the girl would sort out the pieces. Why an old man would take a whore’s daughter under his apprenticeship when he could have a far more wealthy, educated child to work under him. And why that same old man sponsored her years of expensive schooling, only to consider her an investment upon her return.
But to Barlow Baynard, Keegan was just another project to be finessed over and perfected. Much like his work with poisons, he was crafting a weapon.
Last edited by Keegan on Tue Oct 10, 2017 8:36 pm, edited 12 times in total. word count: 868
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Keegan
- Approved Character
- Posts: 62
- Joined: Tue Jun 13, 2017 11:48 pm
- Race: Human
- Renown: 10
- Character Sheet
- Wealth Tier: Tier 1
Milestones
Miscellaneous
Keegan
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You hear rumours of a poison called “Buzz” that is said to enhance one’s nerves and cause extreme pain to the dosed individual each time they are touched. Should you choose to bring news of this poison to Baynard, he will ask you to get your hands on it at all costs. Your mission is to find it, test it, and learn how to recreate it. Do you accept the job?
Skills
Skill | Points Acquired | Total Points | Level |
| Poison | 45/100 | N/A (FT) | Competent |
| Empathy | 27/100 | 29/251 | Novice |
| Leadership (RB) | 25/100 | 25/251 | Novice |
| Discipline | 9/100 | 9/251 | Novice |
| Disguise | 4/100 | 4/251 | Novice |
| Interrogation | 3/100 | 3/251 | Novice |
| Animal Handling | 1/100 | 1/251 | Novice |
Languages
- Xanevic (Fluent)
- Common (Basic)
Fame
| Item/Thread | Fame | Total |
| Starting Race (Human) | +10 | 10 |
| Starting City Race (Human) | +10 | 20 |
| Job Fame (Poisoner) | -10 | 10 |
Starter Quest
You hear rumours of a poison called “Buzz” that is said to enhance one’s nerves and cause extreme pain to the dosed individual each time they are touched. Should you choose to bring news of this poison to Baynard, he will ask you to get your hands on it at all costs. Your mission is to find it, test it, and learn how to recreate it. Do you accept the job?
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Keegan
- Approved Character
- Posts: 62
- Joined: Tue Jun 13, 2017 11:48 pm
- Race: Human
- Renown: 10
- Character Sheet
- Wealth Tier: Tier 1
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Miscellaneous
Keegan
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Located at the far tip of Rhakros lay a narrow street, lined with a row of even narrower shops. It was this corner of the city that lay quiet, free of the falling water at the cliffs, free of the hum of early risers and foot commuters. This corner was quiet, unmoving. A dormant street and a dormant building. And that’s just the way she preferred it.
Keegan's quarters were a small, unimpressive flat on the first floor of a building that housed many like it. Scarcely decorated (which was to say, not at all), and lacking the flavor required to consider it a proper home. But it served it's purpose, and that was enough for her.
Items
- One set of plain trousers
- Loose cotton blouse
- Leather sandals
- One Set of Toiletries: Soap, A comb or brush, razor, toothbrush, toothpaste,
- One waterskin
- Two sets of eating utensils
- Tinderbox
- Venus fly trap (Part of housing starting package)
- Encyclopedia of Natural Toxins (personal item)
- Jar of Sandman wasp venom (Effects: paralysis, slight euphoria)
- Jar of datura trumpet blossom dust (Effects: Short term memory loss)
Poisons
| Name | Delivery Method | Notable Ingredients | Effects | Thread |
| TBD | Blood Toxins (injection) | Myrta Buds, nightshade, thinner | Numbs and paralyzes the local area. | You Were Cheap |
| TBD | Ingestion | datura blossom, Sandman's wasp venom | Paralysis, short term memory loss, slight euphoria | Busy Buzzings |
| Poisoned Tobacco | Inhalation | datura blossom, Sandman's wasp venom | Paralysis, short term memory loss, slight euphoria | Busy Buzzings |
Pets
- Horse
- Wolfhound
Housing
Located at the far tip of Rhakros lay a narrow street, lined with a row of even narrower shops. It was this corner of the city that lay quiet, free of the falling water at the cliffs, free of the hum of early risers and foot commuters. This corner was quiet, unmoving. A dormant street and a dormant building. And that’s just the way she preferred it.
Keegan's quarters were a small, unimpressive flat on the first floor of a building that housed many like it. Scarcely decorated (which was to say, not at all), and lacking the flavor required to consider it a proper home. But it served it's purpose, and that was enough for her.
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Keegan
- Approved Character
- Posts: 62
- Joined: Tue Jun 13, 2017 11:48 pm
- Race: Human
- Renown: 10
- Character Sheet
- Wealth Tier: Tier 1
Milestones
Miscellaneous
Keegan
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Items
| Purchase | Cost | Total |
| Starting Package | +100GN | 100 |
| Ymiden, 717 Wages | +498GN | 598 |
| Ymiden, 717 Expenses | -24.9GN | 573gn 1sn |
| Horse | -50GN | 523gn 1sn |
| Wolfhound | -75GN | 448gn 1sn |
| Cloak | -13GN | 435gn 1sn |
| Saun, 717 Wages | +320GN | 755gn 1sn |
| Saun, 717 Expenses | -24.9GN | 730gn 1sn |
| TOTAL: | 730 gn 1sn |
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Keegan
- Approved Character
- Posts: 62
- Joined: Tue Jun 13, 2017 11:48 pm
- Race: Human
- Renown: 10
- Character Sheet
- Wealth Tier: Tier 1
Milestones
Miscellaneous
Keegan
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Timeline
| Thread | Date | Status | EXP |
| Busy Buzzings | Saun 39/40 | Graded | Poisons 5, Empathy 2 Discipline 2, Animal Handling 1 |
| I Do Not Feel Fear | Flashback, 714/5 | In Progress | |
| You Were Cheap | 4th of Ymiden, 517 | Graded | Poisons 10 |
| Something That Will Fight | 16th of Ymiden, 517 | In Progress | |
| Wyeb: Such Puppets | 50th of Ymiden, 517 | Graded | Poisons 5, Discipline 3, Empathy 2 |
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