Jemme Kigaraf

Intro -_Her_- (She looks just like the picture) In this day and age, she’s your one in a thousand, preferring a man’s coat and breeches over a lady’s blouse and skirt or dress. She was raised nobly, in line to become First Lady of House Kigaraf in Trahelia. A powerful family she was born into and destined for a powerful position, yet she found herself a runaway. -_You_- I don’t know, be you. Be a particle or the uninvented toaster—toaster’s are fun—but you’re not human. There’s faes, fairies, dwarves, ogres, the supposedly extinct giants, elves, dragons, hybrids if you please. -_Background_- For simplicity, there are seven human kingdoms spread throughout the land with unclaimed lands in between or otherwise bloody borders that are only really lines drawn on a map. They are constantly at war with each other to the point that no one living knows peace as it once was. -_Part of the story because I need space_- * Jemme, going by Reethara since she learned of mercenaries paid to retrieve and return her to her family, found herself in an intense argument with a fish monger over the unruly prices. Why she didn’t just move on to another fish monger, or even look at the butcher’s shop three buildings down, she could not have said. A wide tide of people shuffled and bumped past her in a never ending flow. Suddenly, a commotion somewhere behind her announced an attempted cutpurse being beaten within half his life.*