Description: Raja is a dark and mysterious looking woman. She has deep brown skin that sets her apart from most of Arx's inhabitants. Her dark hair twists into many long, flowing curls that hang past her shoulders. These are often adorned with colorful beads, golden clasps, or braids. Her almond-shaped eyes are beautiful, but they hold a dangerously brooding glare. She has a pair of full lips which are often twisted into a smirk. Her body holds feminine, athletic curves with a full bosom, flaired hips, and slender waist. Those curves do not slow her down as she is rather strong and quite agile that shows with each movement of her body.

(All those dreads have been maticulously combed out to show long, luxurious dark hair that curls aroyund her shoulders.)

Personality: Raja is typically quiet and brooding, sticking to her own business. Though, when her passions are aroused, she has no qualms in saying what she wants to say. Her language is often bold, hard, and often foul. She is quick to anger and will often hold a deep grudge until the offender has made ammends. Despite this, once someone has earned her loyalty, she can be one of the best allies one could have. Woe be to the one who would dare betray her.

Background: My earliest memory was aboard a ship. I remember lightning. I remember waves crashing over the deck. I remember people screaming and running back and forth as orders were barked. I remember a wave catching me and thrusting me against the mast. It all went dark after that. When I woke, I was here in this city. I don't remember how I got here. I don't even remember where I am from. What I do know is that someone took the time to make sure I was alive. Then, I was left in the tavern with a hot bowl of soup, never to see or hear from anyone of that voyage again.

It seems to me that noone likes to have a dead kid. Everyone wants to save the children. Yet, noone wants to take care of one. As a result, I simply became one of the forgotten. I lived on the streets, forced to steal so I could eat. I got caught many times and took my beatings. I would retreat to the dark corners to nurse my bruises. It strengthened me. I became better. I became bitter.

I grew older and I grew stronger. The people that tried to pick at me stopped as I showed them I was a force to be reckoned with. I stopped caring. Noone else cared, why should I? I made my way into the Culler family. I am not blood kin to them, but it sure beats being alone. It gives me a warm bed and food and in return, I will fight off anyone who dares to look sideways at them.

Relationship Summary

Rival:

Ras - I will figure out his secrets

Family:

Torian - He's the boss. He is sort of a father figure.

Orathy - He was the one who ensured that I was adopted into the Cullers.

Mae - Sweet lady! I mean it is Mae. What's to say? She is amazing.

Acacia - She's always got my back and I always got hers.

Ravna - He is my adopted brother. We annoy each other since we are opposites, but we have each other's backs.

Ally:

Edward - This fellow is an interesting sort. He has been a friend and encouraged me to become a better person.

Aleksei - He recruited me to become a Liberator. I feel myself looking up to him.

Friend:

Jhond - He has been such a great friend over the last few years.

Mayir - We have had a few little adventures together. Always a good time to be had around him.

Magpie - We have a bit more in common than meets the eye.

Dianna - Dianna is a dear friend who I know I can lean on for any trouble that ails me.

Spouse:

Ravna=Simply Put - he is the love of my life.

Patron:

Zoey - An amazing Patron! I can go to her for anything.