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Overview
| Full name:
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Boudicca, Queen of the Iceni
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| Date of Birth:
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February 18, 20 A.D. (1,992 years old)
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| Ethnicity:
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Briton
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| Occupation:
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Avenger/Indentured Servant
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| Race:
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Bygone
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| Type:
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Unicorn
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| Elemental Affinity:
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Water
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| Nature:
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Erosive Revolutionary
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The Woman
- Standing just over five and a half feet, this woman is a vision of beauty. From the silky fall of her long dark hair, to the proud way she holds herself, she personifies a strength of character that lends her an unmistakable nobility. Her face is gorgeous, bold, sensual features, lush lips, graceful cheekbones and almond shaped eyes give her beauty a classical feel. Her complexion is creamy with just a hint of peach shimmer, and without flaw. Her age is hard to estimate, for while she has a youthful glow about her, there is a maturity in her eyes that speaks of experience and determination. Her eyes are a rich honey color, with a dark green ringe at the edge of the iris. She does not wear makeup, and really, with her face she doesn't need any.
- Her body is slender without losing the appearance of strength, strong without losing the lush curves of femininity. She dresses for ease of movement rather than high fashion. A long skirt, with a pattern of soft, watercolor colors, swirls around her ankles, shifting with her movements or fluttering in a breeze. Worn above it, a loose, breezy blouse of thin black material hangs precariously low on her shoulders, the voluminous sleeves billowing out before they end in a gathered cuff. She does not wear much jewelry. Her ears are pierced, the stones roughly polished opals set in gold.
The Unicorn
- The creature is like something out of fantasy, that or a little goth girl's sticker book. From a distance she could be mistaken for an oddly colored horse; coal black fur is glossy with a high sheen, dappled with a deep, rich red on the hind quarters, with the same rich shade on her feathery fetlocks on each leg. The mane and tail are both a deep ruddy red, shot through with black strands keeping the color wine dark. The sticking point, other than the color, is of course the spiraling horn that measures at least twelve inches that graces her elegant brow. Her eyes are a shade of blue that instead of clashing with her dark red and black hide, seems to simply glow with an incandescent, watery light. The tail too is a give away, a long, slender tail, shortly furred in black, save for the tufted tip of the same dark red.
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