| Pennier | |
| Nickname/Aliases: | Sparky, Jumper, Chef Boyardee, Penn, and Ghetto Yoda |
| Name of guild and clan: | Titan |
| Title: | |
| Date of birth: | A long long time ago in land far away, but renowned for its mystique |
| Class: | Horse Breeder |
| Alignment: | Nuetral (disputes distract from my goals) |
| Race or Species: | Wood Nymph |
Gender: |
Female |
| Other Forms: | Wolf, Deer, Human (it makes horse trading easier) |
| Eyes: | Emerald |
| Hair: | Oak brown |
| Skin: | Aged white pine |
| What do you look like: | Tall for a Nymph, slender, with sparkling eyes. |
| Describe your attitude: | Forthright, opinionated, sedate, goal oriented, and a bit vain |
| Biggest character flaw: | my single-mindedness |
| Personal Quote(s): | "Life can only be lived forward, but it can only be understood backwards." -Me Ancient Chinese Proverb: "I’d rather have thiry minutes of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special." Steel Magnolias: "You’re not the brightest cookie in the jar are you?" |
| Parents: | Earth |
| Sibling(s): | All living things |
| Significant Other(s): | Not at the moment |
| Children: | None |
| Guardians: | No need, I'll pay for my mistakes and live by my actions |
| Close friends: | I’ve been too much of a nomad for friends. |
| Worst enemies: | Anyone who double crosses me. |
| Pets and their names: | Lets see there’s my guard dog Sunshine (don’t let her name fool you she’s deadly), my trusty riding mare Liberty, my magical Koi White Rabbit, my Arabian stallions BoBo and Shatan (he’s a great war horse), my herd of mares, my dragon Albert (he’s a small dragon), and of course my hunting hounds Bearess, Jasper, Jewel, and Skye |
| Favorite Color(s): | the reds of changing leaves, the aquamarine of the deepest ocean, and the green of the fields of Ireland |
| Favorite Creature: | there are too many to choose from |
| Favorite Drink: | White Russian |
| Favorite Food: | Venison Jerky (it stores well) |
| Favorite Weapon(s): | either my bow Othman, my dagger Abattre, Sunshine, or Shatan |
| Favorite Belonging: | my bow |
| Favorite thing to wear: | my travel gear |
| Favorite Song: | Louis Armstrong’s version of "What a Wonderful World" |
| Things you collect: | Broken hearts and Faeries |
| God(dess) you worship: | the great spirit that binds us all together in the interconnected web of life (some call it El or Allah) |
| A dream or goal you have: | to help others |
| Hobbies: | hunting, riding, horse trading |
| Favorite thing to do: | ride my horses through the woods |
| Something you are good at: | reading people |
| Favourite body part on you: | my eyes |
| Favourite body part on the opposite sex: | back |
| Tattoos or Birthmarks: | cat shaped mark on the back of her left calf, gaelic knot tatooed on her back |
| Piercing(s): | no thank you |
| Best place to hang out: | the woods |
| Where do you sleep: | in a suite or the fields |
| Important lessons you have learned: | "If you can’t trade with the goblins in the dungeon, then run." |
| Best Advice: | "Do what you feel is right at the time, and never apoligize." |
| Words or phrases you overuse: | I never say too much or too little |
| Most awesome experience of your life: | watching the birth of any creature |
| Scariest thing you have ever done: | the time I jumped bareback on an unbroken mare |
| Stupidest thing you have ever heard someone say: | "This hurts me more than it hurts you." |
| Funniest experience: | participateing in thirty second keg stand |
| Brief History: | I was created by the earth and have since lived off the bounty that she provides. |