[Colored] Yaile doesn't like you

Here is the colored version as promised! I drew this picture out of nostalgia. I was browsing my old account - one I shared with a friend - and found a bunch of my old drawings of Yaile and the rest of the DND gang. This one jumped out at me bbitcon.deviantart.com/art/Yai… - ack, don't make fun of my old drawings! I wanted to try and get the idea across in a new drawing. Threatening disgust was the intent of the original idea, and I think I managed that without the dice. XD

BACK STORY:

Yaile here is prominently a DND character I created - the first one I ever created, to be specific. As such her story never really developed in a way that my would-be novel characters did. However, she does have a story!

First and foremost though are her basic 'stats':

Height - about 5'5"
Gender - Female
Weight - She punched me in the face when I asked.
Personality - Aggressive, spontaneous, and easily provoked.
Likes - weapons, she collects them. (Walking armory, she is).
Dislikes - rust monsters and elitist elves.

Okay - Now on to what you need to know about her story:

Yaile is a half Elf (wood) half human child born to an elven woman out of wedlock - or her society's equivalent to wedlock. This kind of thing wouldn't cause too many waves among the people except that the woman held a position of power and it was quite the scandal.

The father and the young Yaile would have been slaughtered by the shamed mother, as is the only way she could restore her reputation with the others, but a sympathetic informant tipped them off to the attack. So began Yaile's life on the road.

They were constantly hunted so they were never in one place too long and had many aliases. Yaile learned how to defend herself as soon as she was strong enough to hold a sword. Her father knew it was only a matter of time before he was gone either from age or by the sword, and his daughter needed to know how to keep safe. Whenever he was able he would train her in sword play, shield techniques, and hand-to-hand combat. By the time she was in her early twenties Yaile knew how to hand just about any weapon and she had an affinity for trouble.

Of course by that time her father had indeed been taken by the sword and she was alone.

Presently she keeps a membership with several guilds. Mostly for mercenary work. She shys away from working with other wood elves lest they be among the number who wants her dead, but doesn't actively run from them either.

Age has brought her confidence, or arrogance if you like, and she no longer fears her mother or her assassins. In fact...she welcomes the chance to face them and finally end the chase.

The story of that inevitable confrontation isn't written yet. For now she is just a wondering mercenary with an angry mother chasing after her shadow.

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