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[[File:Rohari.png|thumb|Rohari Vav as a young adult. Artwork by Surrealkate, commissioned by Player Kris (Kao).]] | [[File:Rohari.png|thumb|Rohari Vav as a young adult. Artwork by Surrealkate, commissioned by Player Kris (Kao).]] | ||
When Rhea was six years old, her mother married a half-orc man, Doragar Jata, who took Rohari's last name. When her younger sister was welcomed to the world three years later, Rhea felt like her family was finally complete. She's always gotten along well with Doragar because he helped with her insecurities about her skin and tusks, both of which were different than her mother's. Her orcish heritage was very obvious in her build and in her tusk length, while her skin has a slight discoloration due to her father's wood elf genetics. She considers Doragar her father in all ways except biological, but because they're both orcish, most people assume he is her birth father anyways. Her younger siblings now total three as she is 21 years old. There's Nyota (12), Ikeno (8), and Vargan (8). Her mother had always wanted a big family, just like she had had growing up. Rhea has numerous aunts and uncles, not all of which her mother is still in contact with, but there had always been a shadow of a large family over the Vav clan. | When Rhea was six years old, her mother married a half-orc man, Doragar Jata, who took Rohari's last name. When her younger sister was welcomed to the world three years later, Rhea felt like her family was finally complete. She's always gotten along well with Doragar because he helped with her insecurities about her skin and tusks, both of which were different than her mother's. Her orcish heritage was very obvious in her build and in her tusk length, while her skin has a slight discoloration due to her father's wood elf genetics. She considers Doragar her father in all ways except biological, but because they're both orcish, most people assume he is her birth father anyways. Her younger siblings now total three as she is 21 years old. There's Nyota (12), Ikeno (8), and Vargan (8). Her mother had always wanted a big family, just like she had had growing up. Rhea has numerous aunts and uncles, not all of which her mother is still in contact with, but there had always been a shadow of a large family over the Vav clan. | ||
Rhea had always felt some kind of pressure to live up to her mother's legacy. The woman specialized as a cleric of Helm, something she did not take lightly. Rhea was raised with religious morals though they were never overtly strict. She did her fair share of regular teenage-hood drama without worrying she would be sentenced to the depths of the | Rhea had always felt some kind of pressure to live up to her mother's legacy. The woman specialized as a cleric of Helm, something she did not take lightly. Rhea was raised with religious morals though they were never overtly strict. She did her fair share of regular teenage-hood drama without worrying she would be sentenced to the depths of the Nine Hells. No, instead, she knew what awaited her at home after breaking curfew was an angry mother and grandmother who would ground her, while her adoptive father would sneak her dinner after she was sent up to her room. But when Rhea showed interest in following Helm, her mother was more than excited to show her what it meant to be a devout follower. From the time of late teenage-hood on, Rhea followed Helm with fervor, guided by her mother.<blockquote>"Never betray your trust. Be vigilant. Stand, wait, and watch carefully. Be fair and diligent in the conduct of your orders. Protect the weak, poor, injured, and young, and do not sacrifice them for others or yourself. Anticipate attacks and be ready. Know your foes. Care for your weapons so they may perform their duties when called upon. Careful planning always defeats rushed actions in the end. Always obey orders, providing those orders follow the dictates of Helm. Demonstrate excellence and purity of loyalty in your role as a guardian and protector." - Rohari Vav to her daughter, Rhea.</blockquote> | ||
With her clerical training completed as a young adult, Rhea found what she hoped was a new purpose in joining the Free Defenders. But over the past two years, she's felt sedentary. Bored. ''Impatient''. She does not ask for hardship, but she certainly does ask for heroics and adventure. She's restless, and feels her commitment to her vows as a cleric faltering as she waits for some grand adventure to hit her, like it had her mother. Her mother had been throw into the deep end of dangerous quests when she was Rhea's age and handled it... well, the best she could. Rohari, Rhea knew, had been left with many scars. Some were physical, but others were in her mind. She woke up every once in a while to her mother's panicked screams from the nightmares that plagued her. Rhea doesn't want that, even if she has someone like Doragar there to comfort her in the late hours of the night. She wants successful adventures she can be proud of and unhaunted by. | With her clerical training completed as a young adult, Rhea found what she hoped was a new purpose in joining the Free Defenders. But over the past two years, she's felt sedentary. Bored. ''Impatient''. She does not ask for hardship, but she certainly does ask for heroics and adventure. She's restless, and feels her commitment to her vows as a cleric faltering as she waits for some grand adventure to hit her, like it had her mother. Her mother had been throw into the deep end of dangerous quests when she was Rhea's age and handled it... well, the best she could. Rohari, Rhea knew, had been left with many scars. Some were physical, but others were in her mind. She woke up every once in a while to her mother's panicked screams from the nightmares that plagued her. Rhea doesn't want that, even if she has someone like Doragar there to comfort her in the late hours of the night. She wants successful adventures she can be proud of and unhaunted by. | ||
