Character Profiles: Hwarnë

Name: Hwarnë oho’Wherr (pronunciation: ch-wahr-nee uhuh were, or /xwɑːɹniː ˈʌ̃.ʌ̃ wɜːɹ/ )
Race: Dohwar
Gender: female
Age: 39
Class: Rogue (subtlety)
Professions: jewelcrafting (only basic appraisal skills), engineering (elementary)
Religion: Golden Fire of Wawhira
Alignment (per D&D): Chaotic neutral
Traits (per CK2): greedy, slothful, wroth, proud, deceitful, craven, kind, paranoid

Place of residence: Currently, Twilight Grove, Duskwood. Formerly, a trading outpost on a dohwar world somewhere in the Outer Rim, and the Trade Academy on Wawhira.
Friends and associates: Hwarnë doesn’t believe in friends. There are only allies that await the proper time to stab you in the back. She will sometimes say various honest, trusting people in the Tower are her friends – to profit off that.
Romantic partners: Hnarho Gwor, husband. Lost in space years ago.
Pets: none
Mounts: frequently uses Tower’s giant space hamster, or her own dilapidated rocket of space gnomish make.
Known languages: Dohwar, K’areshi, Common
Most important value: Profit

Describe your character’s relationship with their mother or their father, or both. Was it good? Bad? Were they spoiled rotten, ignored? Do they still get along now, or no?

My parents were named Hwirr oho’Wherr and Merhoë Aräsinh. They were both traders who worked on a warm, for my kind, colony named Mawha’hahwa. Before I hatched, my mother (Hwirr) came up with a brilliant idea – inflatable, cold-resistant furniture. My father’s parents had a lot of gold from selling ice to undeveloped dwarven and human worlds, so they financed mother’s useless idea. They produced a whole lot of inflatable chairs and wardrobes, and tried selling it all across the sector. The business wasn’t going well when I hatched, so I grew up poor. But then, when I was supposed to enter an academy, my father stole… er, found a shipment of ethereal power rods and tinkered with them a bit to make them look like a dohwar product. That one sold quite well and we suddenly had a lot of gold. Then I went to the academy and begged my parents for gold. They didn’t like it, but they kept sending everything I asked for. So when I finished the academy, I took all the gold I had and ran off with another graduate, Hnarho. We haven’t talked since. I imagine they’re pretty pissed.

What are your character’s most prominent physical features?

People make fun of my crooked beak sometimes. But they only do it once.

Name one scar your character has, and tell us where it came from. If they don’t have any, is there a reason?

I’m not proud of my scars, but luckily I can cover them up with a thick feather cover. I have quite a few, many from ethereals and gnomes I crossed who managed to catch up with me. I don’t like to talk about my failures.

How vain is your character? Do they find themselves attractive?

I had quite a few adorers in the academy, you know. Maybe I’m not Miss Wawhira, but I like to think I’m fairly attractive!

What’s your character’s ranking on the Kinsey Scale?

What scale? Oh, that sort of stuff. No, I’m… what’s the Common word? I like males, okay?

Describe your character’s happiest memory.

There was this gnome watchmaker who thought he was clever when he sent a couple of mechanized chickens after me. I mean, CHICKENS. I think that counts as racist, right? So he sent those, but he mixed something up and I just reset them and they were sent back. And THEN they exploded! That was hilarious!

Is there one event or happening your character would like to erase from their past? Why?

The embarrassment of having my parents come to the academy for me once. Uh.

What’s your character’s favorite ice cream flavor? Color? Song? Flower?

I don’t like ice cream, I got enough ice where I came from.
Color… it’s hard to choose. Green. No, purple. No, blue. Maybe red. Or yellow.
There’s a song on Azeroth called “I am a murloc”. Or something along those lines. I’m not sure what it’s about, but it’s catchy.
I like Golden Tear that grows on a few worlds in the Outer Rim. I once painted them blue and sold them to one loser as a rare alchemy ingredient.

Who does your character trust?

A trader who affords to trust someone is a trader who doesn’t afford his business.

Can you define a turning point in your character’s life? Multiples are acceptable.

So I guess when I got sent to the academy, and when I met Hnarho. And when we ran off and got married. My life is full of turning points, swinging up and down, wherever the Great Material Continuum flowed.

Is there an animal you equate with your character?

Penguin? I suppose?

How is your character with technology? Super savvy, or way behind the times? Letters or email?

Oh, I’m great with technology. There are few things that I don’t know about it. Maybe except some ethereal stuff. Or gnomish. Or much of the Titan stuff. That Apexis stuff is weird too. ((She actually knows very little about technology.))

What does your character’s bed look like when he/she wakes up? Are the covers off on one side of the bed, are they all curled around a pillow, sprawled everywhere? In what position might they sleep?

My nest looks… normal? The way nest is supposed to look, I guess. Just… a nest, with some covers and pillows and stuff.

How does your character react to temperature changes such as extreme heat and cold?

As a dohwar, I’m used to pretty low temperatures, but I don’t like them much. Not to say I like heat either. Above 20 degrees C I get drowsy. Make it 30 and I’m practically unconscious.

Is your character an early morning bird or a night owl?

I like to get up early and get my work done early on. Then sit down and loaf around unless something new comes up. That’s “early morning bird” right?

Are there any blood relatives that your character is particularly close with, besides the immediate ones? Cousins, Uncles, Grandfathers, Aunts, et cetera. Are there any others that your character practically considers a blood relative?

Not really. I never met my maternal grandparents, and the paternal ones were very rude to me. I apparently have a successful uncle back on Wawhira but I never met him.

What’s your character’s desk/workspace look like? Are they neat or messy?

Messy? I think? What do you care, huh?

Is your character a good cook? What’s their favorite recipe, whether they’re good or not? (Microwave mac-and-cheese applies.)

I don’t really cook. I mean, if I have to I’ll do an instant soup or something but yeah, I don’t cook.

What’s your character’s preferred means of travel?

Flying on a good ship is always nice. Unfortunately good ships are hard to come by.

Does your character have any irrational fears?

Ever since I heard that story about seals and penguins I feel a little anxious around Sednaq…

What would your character’s  cutie mark be?

A gold coin.

If your character could time travel, where would they go?

Oh squawking icy hell, why would I want to travel in time? Don’t I have enough problems here and now?

Is your character superstitious?

Call it a superstition, but I will always bow three times before a statue of the Blessed Exchequer. I don’t want to go to the Vaults of Destitution when I die.

What might your character’s ideal romantic partner be?

I don’t know if Hnarho was ideal, but he was pretty good. He cooked, he had the nose for business, he would listen to me when I yelled at him. Pretty good.

Describe your character’s hands. Are they small, long, calloused, smooth, stubby?

I don’t have hands the way you do. I have wings. That are more like flippers. With fingers.

Second day of favorites! Favorite comfort food, favorite vice, favorite outfit, favorite hot drink, favorite time of year, and favorite holiday.

Burgers. One good thing gnomes invented. Apart from all that techy stuff.
I suppose greed.
I have a lot of outfits, it’s hard to choose a favorite one. Sometimes I choose parts of different outfits and mix them together.
Cacao. Maybe with apples. No, wait, that doesn’t fit together. Make it just cacao. Or apple juice. Hot apple juice, I guess, because it was supposed to be a hot drink.
On Azeroth, it’s winter. About the only time it isn’t too warm for me.
Winter Veil. People give me free stuff for no reason.

Describe your character’s fighting style.

I’m not really a fighter. I prefer to hide and if I really have to, I’ll sap or garrote an enemy.

If your character’s life was a genre, what would it be?

Maybe they could make one of my old jobs into some heist movie.

How does your character smell? Do they wear perfume or cologne?

I don’t need to wear perfume, I don’t sweat. Sometimes I’ll throw some random flowery scent to fit a customer.

If your character could contact him/herself 20 years ago, what would she/he say?

The academy counter is closely watched. Don’t try taking anything from it when you’re leaving.