Race: Human
Sex: Female
Heigh: 5'
Hair: Sunbleached, brown
Complexion: Tan
Build: Lithe
Dialect: Unintelligible

Asher Blake may be a short piece of ass, barely reaching five feet in height, but in that compact body is one hell of deadeye. This is how the story goes: One day, cute little Blake, living in small commune off of Illuskan, turned in her trowel and hoe and decided to turn men into cadavers, using nothing but the business end of a shoddy flintlock. Well, we all know the world of bandits and robbery can be fun and exciting for a bit, but for Blake, being on the lam eventually led her onto greater persuits. Eventually, she did what any aspiring adventurer would do… she dropped the band with a sudden bang, bang and started down the coast. Along the way, she shot, stabbed, swindled and snuck her way south. Some things led to others, those things led to more and so she pushed off shore stoed away in a ship.

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