#eaxxy

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How about Eaxxy!

Here comes the smol clever mouse.

01. Full name: Crewe leader Eaxxy

02. Best friend: Sheara Swiftpaw and Rhaevee

03. Sexuality: Bisexual

04. Favorite color: neon green

05. Relationship status: Single

06. Ideal mate: Someone who is on the same intelligence level as she. Pro if understands the importance of golemancy.

07. Turn-ons: Intelligence, quirky personality, nice butts

08. Favorite food: Grilled cheese sandwich

09. Crushes: None at the moment

10. Favorite music: instrumental music, especially piano

11. Biggest fear: Her golems develop own minds and turn against her and others

12. Biggest fantasy: Being famous for her studies

13. Bad habits: Kicking into badly functioning experiments. Yelling loudly in the lab when frustrated.

14. Biggest regret: Not joining Zojja’s Crewe instead of making her own

15. Best kept secrets: She is super gay for Zojja

16. Last thought: “If Teppi is messing with ESCG-125 again I swear I will beat her to a pulp!”

17. Worst romantic experience: It was with a college mate of hers, named Kernn. He was a douche and totally had no idea about how golems work.

18. Biggest insecurity: Her ideas are not as great as she thinks they are.

19. Weapon of choice: Dual guns

20. Role Model: Zojja and Snaff

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I'd love to date Eaxxy! So smart and inquisitive and cute!

Good choice. One smol genius sura shall be yours to date :p

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Immune, myth, and quill!

Quill got a liiiiiiiitle sad.

Immune:The cold wind blew through the trees of Shiverpeek Mountain. It was hitting Eaxxy and Sheara right in the face. Both wearing warm clothes, the asura more layers though.

“Ugh. It’s still hard to believe anyone could live in this cold. It’s all ice and snow and mountains. Not even a normal research station around here.” Complained the small engineer. They were off to have a ‘girls night’ with their norn friend, Rhaevee, who was already waiting for them in front of the pub that her family run. Eaxxy gave a horror struck look at the norn. “How do you not freeze to death? Your clothes don’t even have arms! That’s…that is against the laws of physics! And common sense!”“What? Oh. I guess I’m just immune to the cold.” She shrugged and let them go inside first.

Myth:Tristrham never thought the human gods more than a myth. He never saw them and even though humans worshipped them and everyone else accepted them as once real beings, he could not. He never met one, not even in the Mists, so they must have been just made up.He thought this up until now. Now, he saw one of them, the God of War in front of him and it made him tremble. He was huge, flaming and powerful. Not even with the power of the revenant could he have hoped to fight him. How did he even got in this situation? Oh, right. The Pact Commander and his stupid favors. If by some miracle both of them survive he will kick Thoernen’s ass so bad. Now he just has to see through that he indeed survives.

Quill:Ainlon got a whole lot to do. Read through reports, letters, write an answer to a lot of those. He spent hours doing just that. As he finished reading through everything, the sun was already setting down. The sylvari turned on the lights and got out empty papers to start writing the answers. He hasn’t felt like sleeping yet so at least he could spend this time useful. He took out his quill from its holder and dipped it into the ink.His quill. The one he got from Trahearne for his first birthday. It was a nice piece. A green moa feather with a purple end, the handle was silver and the nib thin. Writing with it was easy and looked really elegant and neat. It was the quill he used to write in his journal when he and the Firstborn roamed Orr, before Zhaitan’s fall. He used this to write to Quinlan too. This was the quill he lent to Trahearne when he lost his own in Orr or right before the Pact was born. This was the quill that was in so many situations but Ainlon always could keep it safe. The quill which now was trembling in his hands as his tears dripped on the paper he intended to write on, alongside with the ink from the pen. This is the quill that will remind him that he lost much more in the jungle than a Firstborn. Trahearne was his mentor, his teacher, and his brother. And he will never again ask for this quill to write anything.

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distant sound of a party + final goodbye for the sensory prompt?

“Distant sound of a party” (feat Eaxxy, sorry this got short) 

“It’s impossible to work in this noise!” Eaxxy walked up and down in her laboratory. Apparently her crewe was rather out having some kind of party in the neighbouring settlement, than doing their work. She wouldn’t have mind that as she liked to work alone, after all then she can make sure everything is correct. But the noise they made! It was absolutely unpleasant, annoying and nothing else but distraction for her. Would it be so hard to keep it down? 

“Final goodbye” (feat Thoernen)

Thoernen lifted up Caladbolg, staring at the sword before moving his look at his brother.

“Do I really have to? Is there really no other way?” He asked Trahearne, uncertain if what he was about to do was the right thing.

“You must. To kill Mordremoth for good, you must kill me.” The Firstborn’s answer burned the Commander’s heart. They got so close as they fulfilled their Wyld Hunts. He didn’t wanted to loose his brother. With a heavy heart he raised the plade. It weighed more than THoernen thought. Or just he was too weak to lift it. But he couldn’t let anyone else take this burden.

“Trahearne…”

“Do it. I know you can do it. It will be fine. My soul will return to the Mother Tree.” Trahearne’s face was gentle, yet pleading. He wanted it to end too. Thoernen nodded and took a deep breath.

“Goodbye Brother. May your soul reflect upon the Dream.” It was hard to say it. It was hard to breathe. It was hard to keep his tears back. But Thoernen rised the sword once again, piercing through Trahearne’s chest quick and as painlessly as he possibly could.

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more Eaxxy! 3, 8, 38!

First rat time :3

3: What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like?

It was nothing special. She was a good progeny and her father approved of her field of studies but they had little in common. They chat about work on family dinners and share some stories from their respective krewes but they don't go out of their way to meet or anything else. All in all, it's a neutral relationship.

8: Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target?

Yes. She in fact loves to shoot at stuff that's annoying her. Golems, pests, creatures, her krewe mates (she doesn't shoot them, more like gives a warning shot if they annoy her) her first target was probably a target circle. Learned to shoot on the range.

38: Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat?

Depends on the problem. If it's something she can beat she'll remove the problem if it's too big a problem removes herself.

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Name: Eaxxy

Race:  Asura Affiliation: College of Dynamics Year of Birth: 1300 AE Occupation:  Crewe Leader, Lead scientist in golemancy improvements Class: Engineer

She was the Snaff Savant and she is very proud of that. She founded her own Crewe soon after that, dedicated to researching golemancy and improving it. She loves to tinker with small projects on the side though, to keep her mind fresh and open. She also likes to visit the Black Citadel to consult with charr engineers. Also to meet her charr friend, Sheara and both of them often visit the Shiverpeeks and Rhaevee there. One can never know where or when comes a new discovery.