Both Fowl and Fair
Newest Target: Raven Branwen. Crush her stupid mask before you finish her off.
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@nevermoretheravenreturns
This one was not a surprise. The woman was terrorizing the countryside of Anima with her bandit tribe. People were dying. Villages were burning. Grimm hordes were everywhere.
It was a mission that would require deep cover. Deeper cover then Nikia. Her best bet was to get the woman’s interest-that she might want to recruit Winter somehow, not just Winter wanted to join the band. The woman valued strength above all else. Survival. So. It was time to create a cover of some form that would draw her attention.
It so happened the answer was to be a Schnee-just not herself.
To create a ‘fourth’ Schnee, not even a Schnee, but a Bastard, an illegimate child of Winter’s mother from a secret affair by an unknown father.
Dove Whitewater was born. She was woman with a devil-may-care outlook on a world that hadn’t done her any favors. Rude, crude, and often lewd. A dagger was slapped to her hip, a belt of throwing knives over her chest, and no other weapons visible. She was a mercenary, who’d only ask one question if you offered a job: how much.
(That was usually her get out of jail free card, if a job disturbed her too much: they weren’t offering enough).
No tight bun. No fancy uniform. White hair redone to remove the side swept bangs. Hair kept short, but curly. And letting out all the anger she had ever contained was just part of ‘Dove’s’ personality.
It wasn’t all that hard to find out where Raven’s tribe’s territory was. It was making circles within local less then savory characters, and finding out where they wouldn’t wander.
And wandering just over the edge and making camp.