And now we can finally move on. My good friend is giving me his old tablet next week and I can kick off the start of writing again with an effecient bang. In the mean time I have a fun little update today. See, half of the point of this blog is to post about the writing and documenting the process while the other half is to give out information and background about the story and world itself. It wont be limited to the current project either, mostly because I have ADD when it comes to working on something, and I figure it'll be far better to contribute to the overall works of Demongate than to go on an unrelated tangent. What better way to get you into the world than to bombard you with stuff about it I say!
So who better to begin this informative series with than one of the main protagonists from 'Return of the Dragonslayer'. The art is by my good friend Andy Kluthe (who's DeviantArt page is http://dejitarudavis.deviantart.com ). He's got an awesome variety of styles, and his current geek-pop culture comics are deliciously hilarious. Many thanks to him!
Name: Deflorin
Age: 44
Occupation: Proprietor and Head Wench of 'The Adventurer's End' Inn & Tavern
"While drying myself off I headed back to my room to complete my preparation for the day. After some arduous decisions in regards to my wardrobe for the day I made a decision: a cerulean pesant's skirt hemmed from full to knee length with a shortsleeved cotton blouse beneath a leather underbust corset. The last necessity to get on were my old, bulky adventurers boots. As per usual I needed to sit down on my bed to equip the thigh high monstrosities, but I'll be damned if they weren't the best pair of footwear I own. There's just something about the level of quality and comfort put into a boot that's meant for walking across the continent, back, and fighting hordes of enemies along the way that can't even be compared to something made for farming or just looking fashionable. I caught a glance of myself in my full length mirror with the towel still draped over my hair. The terry cloth barely covered the raven mane that trailed down to just beyond the curve of my bottom, which says a lot of its length considering I stand a few inches over six feet tall. Emerald eyes that easily rivaled the stone on my ornate golden neckpiece gazed back at me, showing more wisdom than I felt I had. I might not be as fit as I used to be but if the worst of what I have to show for it is some wrinkles, the occasional soreness, a few battle scars in plain sight (and an equal number hidden by clothing) and a squashed nose that's been broken a few too many times I can't be doing too bad."
10 years ago Deflorin settled down at a little crossroads settlement called Baraduke. After retiring from a youth of adventuring she now leads a normal, pleasant life living her dream of being ordinary serving girl at an incredibly popular drinking establishment. That's the impression she gives most of the travellers who come through her bar. Of course most people who've gotten to know her well don't believe it. Despite her age and carefree demenor she often gives the impression that she isn't someone to mess with, and for good reason. Deflorin's more than done her fair share of things to convince people she's trouble. Often times it's small things; stopping a cut-purse in the market, helping her bouncer throw out trouble starting mercs from her bar, things like that. And then there's the odd things that involve her that really make one wonder, like the stories of her heroic deeds during the defense of Baraduke during the Second Demon Invasion or the business trips she goes where she comes back with nothing more than a few goods and mending wounds. Despite the fact her warrior past never truely died, the secret of that past itself is
She's a very caring and protective person, especially when it comes to those who are close to her. Trust is the most important thing to her, almost more so than living her dream. She does everything in her power to make sure that those two things are maintained her her life.
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