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Here's my priest! She's a short human who snacks on too many mana cakes. In this version she's not wearing an undershirt (hence no long sleeves) and stockings instead of pants (known to wear both). I roleplay with em on MG, so maybe one or two of you have seen me around? So uh, incoming wall of text from my MRP/TRP description:

Full name: Bashira Kianira
Nicknames: Bash, Bashie, Bashie Poo (Only if you want a bruise)
Eyes: Dark Hazel
Height: 5'3"
Weight: Chubby (Don't have the exact number figured out yet, tbh)
Age: 22

-Just how she looks, and what you can gather from that-
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The priestess was one to wear a veil over her face whilst out and about; red in color. Normally she'd pull it down when holding longer conversations or relaxing about.

Bashira's looks are decently well kept, though the priestess tries not to consider herself vain (even if she really is). Her skin wears a hue of dark tan, accentuated by the woman's choice in makeup; of which, Bashira most commonly used a dark shade of black, a generous amount (though not overly so) applied as eyeliner and eye-shadow.

Her gaze is known to draw people in, often accompanied by a warm smile and dark hazel eyes, her relatively soft features are welcoming in most anyone's mind. Bashira has a short cut of straight (thought often slightly messy) raven black hair, brushed to the right side, covering just half of her eye. The priestess is akin to body jewelry as well, wearing a small silver bull ring in her nose and a loop pierced in her brow. Along her left ear she had a string of 6 small silver rings pierced; while only two situated on her right.
Just from a glance, it's obvious the priestess didn't favor running. Bashira's limbs have little hint of muscle, just enough for short bursts of running, and carrying her staff. Arms were slim, leading to fairly dainty, soft hands-unscarred from battle. It had a lot to tell as far as how little she cared for brawn.

As far as Bashira's figure goes, it gives close to the same impression. Her chest is by no stretch of the imagination, that of a tavern-wench. Modest, is one word for it, though Bashira doesn't care much for having such a meager chest; often whining if/when she was out shopping. Though her lower proportions aren't in the same category; Bashira's hips are shapely (to put it in one word), leading to an equally round and sizable rear, that despite best efforts, shows prominently in just about every garment. Following that feature down, Bashira's legs are rather thick, touching together down to her calves (all of this further cementing her hate for running and exhaustion in general).

Since taking up the adventuring vagabond lifestyle, Bashira soaked it all in stride. Though with such little physical activity, the priestess' figure softened up; all the drinks and tavern food starting to catch up to her. A small layer of pudge crept on her otherwise slim figure, softening what would otherwise be hard angles. (Though don't mention her slight paunch, as she's oblivious and probably won't react well to your 'insult', likely blaming it on 'stupid peons always abusing their healing cohort)

(The constant yelling at mages for 'mana table' buffets every day doesn't help her figure either, "MAGE, TABLE NOW! MY MANA WON'T REPLENISH ITSELF, ALRIGHT?")

[Some personality traits of note]
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Bashira isn't the type to go out and fetch attention, though that's not to say she's antisocial. Often once the priestess is approached, she's quite outgoing, even talkative. Her personality isn't entirely conventional though, often her demeanor looks to be disinterested, bored, somewhat lazy; all of which are somewhat true in their own degrees. She does grow on you though, if she counts you a friend, Bashira will slip into a far more sarcastic (though... that's most of the time), joking, and overall friendly person.
In her free time, Bashira often finds herself lounging, relaxing, taking it easy, whatever you'd like to call it. Her personality is as passive as it is laxed, at least in public.

[Abilities & Technique]
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The priestess had experience with channeling the light, as anyone in her position would. Though Bashira had studied the Val'Kyr extensively, reading from libraries detailing the Halls of Valor and other places of power. Her craft evolved enough to get a basic grasp of their spirit magic and judgement. She finds their technique to be highly worthwhile in her craft, empowering and healing her allies whilst smiting her foes with the Valkyrion authority. However, she holds only a portion of the power in her mortal state, Bashira's unconventional methods have merited quite the success in her travels.

{{Other stuff}}
Relationship Status: Single. Not searching, but if things happen, they happen.
Orientation: Anyone who just works.
Combat role: Support; healing and barriers primarily.

[Pets/Mounts of note]
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Armisael- Bashira's unborn Val'Kyr companion; often found floating around her on spectral wings. A friendly little thing she 'adopted' along studying her magic in Northrend. She seemed (mostly) untainted by The Lich King's grip, and seemingly didn't join the others that joined The Banshee Queen; the Val'Kyr lightly humming from time to time.

Description
Here's my priest! She's a short human who snacks on too many mana cakes. In this version she's not wearing an undershirt (hence no long sleeves) and stockings instead of pants (known to wear both). I roleplay with em on MG, so maybe one or two of you have seen me around? So uh, incoming wall of text from my MRP/TRP description:

Full name: Bashira Kianira
Nicknames: Bash, Bashie, Bashie Poo (Only if you want a bruise)
Eyes: Dark Hazel
Height: 5'3"
Weight: Chubby (Don't have the exact number figured out yet, tbh)
Age: 22

-Just how she looks, and what you can gather from that-
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The priestess was one to wear a veil over her face whilst out and about; red in color. Normally she'd pull it down when holding longer conversations or relaxing about.

Bashira's looks are decently well kept, though the priestess tries not to consider herself vain (even if she really is). Her skin wears a hue of dark tan, accentuated by the woman's choice in makeup; of which, Bashira most commonly used a dark shade of black, a generous amount (though not overly so) applied as eyeliner and eye-shadow.

Her gaze is known to draw people in, often accompanied by a warm smile and dark hazel eyes, her relatively soft features are welcoming in most anyone's mind. Bashira has a short cut of straight (thought often slightly messy) raven black hair, brushed to the right side, covering just half of her eye. The priestess is akin to body jewelry as well, wearing a small silver bull ring in her nose and a loop pierced in her brow. Along her left ear she had a string of 6 small silver rings pierced; while only two situated on her right.
Just from a glance, it's obvious the priestess didn't favor running. Bashira's limbs have little hint of muscle, just enough for short bursts of running, and carrying her staff. Arms were slim, leading to fairly dainty, soft hands-unscarred from battle. It had a lot to tell as far as how little she cared for brawn.

As far as Bashira's figure goes, it gives close to the same impression. Her chest is by no stretch of the imagination, that of a tavern-wench. Modest, is one word for it, though Bashira doesn't care much for having such a meager chest; often whining if/when she was out shopping. Though her lower proportions aren't in the same category; Bashira's hips are shapely (to put it in one word), leading to an equally round and sizable rear, that despite best efforts, shows prominently in just about every garment. Following that feature down, Bashira's legs are rather thick, touching together down to her calves (all of this further cementing her hate for running and exhaustion in general).

Since taking up the adventuring vagabond lifestyle, Bashira soaked it all in stride. Though with such little physical activity, the priestess' figure softened up; all the drinks and tavern food starting to catch up to her. A small layer of pudge crept on her otherwise slim figure, softening what would otherwise be hard angles. (Though don't mention her slight paunch, as she's oblivious and probably won't react well to your 'insult', likely blaming it on 'stupid peons always abusing their healing cohort)

(The constant yelling at mages for 'mana table' buffets every day doesn't help her figure either, "MAGE, TABLE NOW! MY MANA WON'T REPLENISH ITSELF, ALRIGHT?")

[Some personality traits of note]
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Bashira isn't the type to go out and fetch attention, though that's not to say she's antisocial. Often once the priestess is approached, she's quite outgoing, even talkative. Her personality isn't entirely conventional though, often her demeanor looks to be disinterested, bored, somewhat lazy; all of which are somewhat true in their own degrees. She does grow on you though, if she counts you a friend, Bashira will slip into a far more sarcastic (though... that's most of the time), joking, and overall friendly person.
In her free time, Bashira often finds herself lounging, relaxing, taking it easy, whatever you'd like to call it. Her personality is as passive as it is laxed, at least in public.

[Abilities & Technique]
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The priestess had experience with channeling the light, as anyone in her position would. Though Bashira had studied the Val'Kyr extensively, reading from libraries detailing the Halls of Valor and other places of power. Her craft evolved enough to get a basic grasp of their spirit magic and judgement. She finds their technique to be highly worthwhile in her craft, empowering and healing her allies whilst smiting her foes with the Valkyrion authority. However, she holds only a portion of the power in her mortal state, Bashira's unconventional methods have merited quite the success in her travels.

{{Other stuff}}
Relationship Status: Single. Not searching, but if things happen, they happen.
Orientation: Anyone who just works.
Combat role: Support; healing and barriers primarily.

[Pets/Mounts of note]
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Armisael- Bashira's unborn Val'Kyr companion; often found floating around her on spectral wings. A friendly little thing she 'adopted' along studying her magic in Northrend. She seemed (mostly) untainted by The Lich King's grip, and seemingly didn't join the others that joined The Banshee Queen; the Val'Kyr lightly humming from time to time.