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Did the impossible and got them to sit still for a picture.

So pleased to finally introduce the main crew of my Rebels and Empire series, once again done by the talented Noah of @invisibleinnocence.

The Wolfling and the Thief, chapter 3

Nem chuckled. If he was difficult, she was impossible. And yet, he’d always liked challenges.

Too bad she was going to have to go. He didn’t know Javid that well, but he knew the type. The enforcer wouldn’t stay scared off for long, and would only come back more angry and vicious. Tara could get very dead very quickly if she hung around, and Nem didn’t want that. If he could just convince her to go back to wherever she’d come from…

“Where are you from, anyway?” he asked aloud. “Grend? Fort Tavat?”

There was silence for a moment, then she answered, “Chauncy.”

The Wolfling and the Thief, chapter 2

He led her to an eatery not far off. It was small, but clean, and on entering Tara could smell red meat cooking somewhere in the kitchen. Nick took a seat at the counter, sliding the abacus-like beads embedded in it to show for two. Tara slid her pack under the bench and straddled it. Nick had promised not to lay a finger on her, but he had said nothing about her bag. He smirked at her. Tara fidgeted. His seeming lack of ability to make any other expression made her uncomfortable.

“So what kind of job are we talking about?” she asked.

“Trickster’s hood, you don’t believe in taking a minute to enjoy the simple pleasures of life, do you?”

The Wolfling and the Thief, chapter 1

Tara let her hand skim against one of the silver-banded columns as she passed it. She had heard stories about the beauty and the great age of the Temple of the Moon in Merl, but they had not done the place any justice. The congregation had to be devoted indeed to keep the place so lovely, especially in a city where sea storms battered its walls. In fact, it seemed like the only other people there at the moment were servants scrubbing the marble floors near the entrance.

We’re gonna go with Tara Smith here since she is my OC that’s been going the longest in my WIP

4: Does your OC prefer paper or plastic?

Paper

8: What are some of your OCs strengths?

She is actually pretty physically strong - she’s had training with a sword and shield.

She’s compassionate. (I found out later Green Tara is a Buddhist goddess of compassion so double win!)

She doesn’t take anyone’s shit.

12: Is your OC sexually active?

Nope - she’s the resident asexual on the crew

16: When is your OCs favorite time of year?

Autumn. She thinks it’s beautiful with the changing leaves

20: What’s your OCs favorite kind of pizza?

Sadly pizza doesn’t exist in that world, but she’s a pepperoni girl all the way

24: What does your OC smell like?

Weirdly I’ve thought of this: cloves

28: Does your OC like anime?

Um probably not but she would watch it with you to humor you

32: Did your OC go to college? What did they major in?

College isn’t a thing in the world, but I have written a college AU: she was trying to choose between poli-sci and nursing

36: What turns your OC on?

Uhhh like in a sexy way? I mean… asexual doesn’t mean sexless… She does have hotspots, but that’s all you’re going to get me to say

40: What is the craziest thing your OC has done?

Set a prison on fire (she got the prisoners out first, don’t worry)

44: What color eyes does your OC have?

Cornflower blue

48: What social class is your OC from?

Peasant class I guess? She took a little step up by going into training with an ex-soldier

52: How does your OC feel about insects?

Indifferent

56: What kind of clothes does your OC wear?

Linen shirt, wode-colored (it’s a kind of light blue) quilted tunic with brass neck-clasps, brown wool trousers, leather boots, and an olive-green cloak if the weather calls for it

60: Does your OC enjoy nature?