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|Description=While not a beauty of the ages, Ida has a way about her that commands attention. It could be her tall, strong, statuesque bearing, muscled and toned like a true warrior. It could be her brilliant, beautiful smile that lights up her chiseled face. Her rich dirty blonde hair often is pulled back in a practical tail, keeping her face free. Her quiet brown eyes sparkle with life when she works in the forge or the fight ring, giving her a youthful countenance. Her laugh rings, deep from the belly, warming the heart. As a whole, she is beyond more than the sum of her parts, a striking woman, in every sense of the word. | |Description=While not a beauty of the ages, Ida has a way about her that commands attention. It could be her tall, strong, statuesque bearing, muscled and toned like a true warrior. It could be her brilliant, beautiful smile that lights up her chiseled face. Her rich dirty blonde hair often is pulled back in a practical tail, keeping her face free. Her quiet brown eyes sparkle with life when she works in the forge or the fight ring, giving her a youthful countenance. Her laugh rings, deep from the belly, warming the heart. As a whole, she is beyond more than the sum of her parts, a striking woman, in every sense of the word. | ||
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|Personality=Ida is a simple woman, with simple pleasures in life. She doesn't have much time for fancy things, and doesn't envy the nobility their political games. She loves the feel of moving her body, using her strength to create arms and armor, or any forged thing. She loves the feel of fighting, of hitting and being hit, though never out of cruelty or anger. She's very aware of herself, and the potential harm she could cause, and it gives her a gentle spirit in a lot of ways. She's rowdy and raucous, but has no taste for using her power to bring others harm, and she certainly does not tolerate those that do. People are too much fun to mistreat, and there's no satisfaction in an unworthy competitor. | |Personality=Ida is a simple woman, with simple pleasures in life. She doesn't have much time for fancy things, and doesn't envy the nobility their political games. She loves the feel of moving her body, using her strength to create arms and armor, or any forged thing. She loves the feel of fighting, of hitting and being hit, though never out of cruelty or anger. She's very aware of herself, and the potential harm she could cause, and it gives her a gentle spirit in a lot of ways. She's rowdy and raucous, but has no taste for using her power to bring others harm, and she certainly does not tolerate those that do. People are too much fun to mistreat, and there's no satisfaction in an unworthy competitor. | ||
|Background=Ida Ferron is a skilled blacksmith, being from a small hamlet not far from, has spent as much time making and fixing arms and armor as she has repairing plows and horse shoes. She married young and had children young. Two boys and a girl. Her husband was a soldier in the Valardin army, and though there's was no great love, he was good to her and honored her and she has no regrets. That their marriage was very cordial and polite, made his death in combat 5 years ago easier to bear. | |Background=Ida Ferron is a skilled blacksmith, being from a small hamlet not far from, has spent as much time making and fixing arms and armor as she has repairing plows and horse shoes. She married young and had children young. Two boys and a girl. Her husband was a soldier in the Valardin army, and though there's was no great love, he was good to her and honored her and she has no regrets. That their marriage was very cordial and polite, made his death in combat 5 years ago easier to bear. | ||
Revision as of 20:03, 17 February 2019
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| Ida Ferron | |
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| Social Rank | 7 |
| Fealty | Valardin |
| House | Ferron |
| Gender | Female |
| Age | 37 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Weaponsmith |
| Height | 5'10" |
| Hair Color | Dark Blonde |
| Eye Color | Brown |
| Skintone | Tan |
| Family | |
| Parents | Hugo Ferron |
| Siblings | Austen Ferron |
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Description
While not a beauty of the ages, Ida has a way about her that commands attention. It could be her tall, strong, statuesque bearing, muscled and toned like a true warrior. It could be her brilliant, beautiful smile that lights up her chiseled face. Her rich dirty blonde hair often is pulled back in a practical tail, keeping her face free. Her quiet brown eyes sparkle with life when she works in the forge or the fight ring, giving her a youthful countenance. Her laugh rings, deep from the belly, warming the heart. As a whole, she is beyond more than the sum of her parts, a striking woman, in every sense of the word.
Personality
Ida is a simple woman, with simple pleasures in life. She doesn't have much time for fancy things, and doesn't envy the nobility their political games. She loves the feel of moving her body, using her strength to create arms and armor, or any forged thing. She loves the feel of fighting, of hitting and being hit, though never out of cruelty or anger. She's very aware of herself, and the potential harm she could cause, and it gives her a gentle spirit in a lot of ways. She's rowdy and raucous, but has no taste for using her power to bring others harm, and she certainly does not tolerate those that do. People are too much fun to mistreat, and there's no satisfaction in an unworthy competitor.
Background
Ida Ferron is a skilled blacksmith, being from a small hamlet not far from, has spent as much time making and fixing arms and armor as she has repairing plows and horse shoes. She married young and had children young. Two boys and a girl. Her husband was a soldier in the Valardin army, and though there's was no great love, he was good to her and honored her and she has no regrets. That their marriage was very cordial and polite, made his death in combat 5 years ago easier to bear.
At a glance the strong woman, is the very image of a hard working, polite, plain spoken Valardin commoner. Her profession is not her true love though. Ida is the premier Pugilist of the West Marches. Student of what the Valardin like to call 'the sweet science' she is recognized as one of the very best bare knuckle boxers in the West. After dusk there is many a night where she fights all comers by flickering lamp light, and while her record is by no means perfect, if you were to ask someone to name a fighter that's beat her twice, they probably could not give you a name. She is notable for not only her raw power, gained from working steel between hammer and anvil, but also for her technical precision, and for having a sense of showmanship that does not come at the cost of fair play and sportsmanship. In short she is the perfect fighter to appeal to Valardin sensibilities.
She is much loved because of it and she basks in this attention, and it's lead to great success as a smith because, there are quite a few knights and lords that want to say their sword was crafted by a champion. Even Prince Edain seems to be an ardent fan. Her children are all old enough that they have become apprenticed and are now living with their respective masters, and with little desire to remarry, she has decided it is time to live a little and see how good she can really be before age catches up to her and younger fighters pass her by.
Taking a job to be one of the Valardin smiths in the City of Arx, Ida plans to work hard, play harder and prove she's the best fighter in the land. Despite dark times on the horizon, Ida can't help but smile looking forward to the adventures she will find.
