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Dierdre Fallow

Did I stutter, private? Then get that fine ass in line, now!

Social Rank: 7
Concept: Mercurial Drill Sergeant
Fealty: Valardin
Family: Fallow
Gender: female
Marital Status: single
Age: 27
Birthday: 01/01
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Soldier
Height: average height
Hair Color: black
Eye Color: hazel
Skintone: pale tan

Description:     An imposing women with pale golden tan skin the color of sun-paled wheat. With piercing hazel eyes framed by thick black lashes she stares out at the world. As mercurial as her personality those eyes can shift from gold to green, depending on her mood. High cheek bones and pointed chin can give her face a very menacing cast. But it also gives her face a stark beauty, especially framed with the page-boy cut of her dark black hair. Tall for a woman she is also obviously strong and well muscled from years being a soldier.

Personality: Dierdre is a very mercurial woman with definite mood swings. She can go from calm and quiet to screaming in the blink of an eye. Usually she reserves this treatment for the soldiers she trains. Despite this she very rarely is actually horribly mad, she just is loud. Very loud. And often times people associate being loud with being mean and angry. Dierdre is actually quite kind and caring. The only reason she is so tough is she has to be, to make sure the people she trains do the best they can to survive. But beware, actually get her angry and she is a nigh-unstoppable train of fury.

Background: Dierdre grew up the child of spice merchants who made their home in Westrock Reach. They had a decent amount of money and she didn't want for a lot or education. While her parents wanted her to follow in their footsteps, she found other passions. On voyages she preffered to spar with the men on deck than pour over columns and tables for supplies or do math with her father. Her distaste for the business of merchanting got to the point, when she was younger anyway, that she started throwing screaming tantrums. It didn't last long. Rarely does a child enjoy being lowered in a harness, while at sea, to scrub the sides of the boat.

Realizing their daughter would be hard pressed to take over they focused on her younger brother instead. Who was much more apt and interested than she had ever been. This left her free to pursue her martial training. It was in her teen years that the family had to hire protection during a particularly problematic priate epidemic. So they hired a squadron of Crimson Blades mercenaries. Dierdre took to them instantly, asking questions, mimicing their strict and regimental behavior. On their off time the hires marines sparred and told her stories. To say she was hooked was an understatement.

So as soon as she could she joined and prove an apt student. But where her true talent lay, she soon found, was in teaching and helping her fellow Blades improve their own skills. So she was assigned to Iron Company eventually. Spending most of her time in Arx, when not out on a contract, she does travel back and forth training and working. But she is no stranged to actual conflict as well.

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