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Into the fog.

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I know you sent this to me, but what’s your take on the Rickie x Gin rivalry ship? *props head in hands and kicks feet* - @drunkenworgen

"Aye, it's nothin' personal, darlin'!"

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Send me ships. I can only respond with GIFS

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"Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey." ~Lord Byron Among Wolves outrunyouth @outrunyouth

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Reblog if you’re a World of Warcraft RPer that uses Discord!

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Character Sheet (Prone to updating at random)

"We're in for a good time."

Name:

Rickie Devron - Real name Jolene Kitsrick Blossom (of the Lordareon sovereignty, the Blossom’s are a noble Household of little weight in authority)

Alias(s):

The Coyote The Wanderlust Traveler

B/D:

Estimated -10 BDP, claims to be in her early thirties.

Accompaniment:

2 dogs -- One a deep red and brown coated Badlands Strider (rhodesian ridge-back) and A tricolored, short furred Gwenmayre Toller (english foxhound) A towering mare is among the crew, a breed of Marston Steed with a sturdy build of palomino pattern with eyes of a kind blue, her figure sturdy and durable (welsh cob).

Current criminal record consists of:

Disorderly conduct, drunken indecency, public brawling and bribery attempts with authority.

An adventurer who's lust for adventure supersedes her desire for settling; Oft found in mischievous situations.

The Coyote is, by every meaning of the word, a wanderer. A resourceful pack rider of who's pack consists of one human, two dogs and a horse to tow the brunt of the camp's weight. She is a woman known to travel from town to town in a nomadic fashion, a sturdy maiden of great wanderlust always writing a single name in every check-in book and piece of paperwork:

'Rickie Devron'.

Though she tends to leave her foot prints as just that, always dealing in coin or favors in the form of work to get her and her horseback crew to and fro across Azeroth proper. She has visited many villages and towns, cities on the rare occasion of necessity and rarely ever pleasure. "Too much traffic", she'd argue.

She is in the whispers of locals, commonly referred to as the Coyote for her habit of springing out of the territory as quickly as she can once she's fulfilled her needs in one place -- Usually cowpunching for agricultural towns or performing acts of service as a hunter for both bounties and monsters.

She oft wears a perky grin, always eager to mingle and swap a good story or joke. All subtle foreshadowing to a spunky shit head with a magnetic outlook to life.

Her weapons of choice, visibly and otherwise, are typically well hidden shivs -- boots and inside her jackets. A dwarven army knife, sheathed and attached to her belt. Her opposite hip carries a holstered six-chamber pistol of dark, smooth material and a dark gunmetal blue. Knuckle punchers are oft shoved into the deep pockets of her trousers. A hunting rifle, aswell-- strap hanging loosely around her broad shoulders with tailored slots for additional bullets. But she always keeps one in the chamber.

She displays languid and graceful movements for such a substantially built woman. It seems a contradiction, but she carries herself well, agile with counterbalanced strength. The nature of her womanly figure showing curves to contrast her muscles. An angular and smooth nose sits square in her face, grey eyes with dark thick lashes to frame. Deep black hair is usually tied down with a headscarf to keep the sun from cooking her head. Radiant sun kissed skin stretches the length of her average height, managing to keep its warm tones even in the winter season. Such dark days when even hiking the tallest mountain couldn't get her any closer to the sun...

There remains one bards tale out there to document the Coyote's life... A tale of a woman who just liked leaving.

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"I’m too drunk to hit on you right now, but if you give me your number, I’ll hit on you tomorrow."

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"Hot."

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being smart has never stopped me from being a complete fucking idiot