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<div style="font-family: Copse; font-size: 24px;">Louisa Mae Dalton</div> | <div style="font-family: Copse; font-size: 24px;">Louisa Mae Dalton</div> | ||
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:'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Striking Voice:</span>''' Southern Honey {{dot}}{{dot}} | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Striking Voice:</span>''' Southern Honey {{dot}}{{dot}} | ||
:'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Siren Song:</span>''' Unignorable, Distracting | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Siren Song:</span>''' Unignorable, Distracting | ||
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| − | <!-- | + | <!-- Not sure if I like it. Trying it on with this song, may want to change the song if I decide to keep it. --> |
| − | :'' | + | <div style="font-family: Copse;"> |
| − | :'' | + | <!--:''Oh, if I had a song,'' |
| − | --> | + | :''I would sing it now,'' |
| + | :''wouldn’t take too long.'' | ||
| + | :''I’d sing,'' | ||
| + | :''"Goodness is a real bare bone,'' | ||
| + | :''and it’s what you do'' | ||
| + | :''when you’re traveling alone."''--> | ||
| + | :''Down south, baby, in the heat,'' | ||
| + | :''I was raised up right,'' | ||
| + | :''I was raised so sweet.'' | ||
| + | :''Sweetness ain’t gonna get you home.'' | ||
| + | :''You’re bound to get a taste of traveling alone.'' | ||
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| + | :''I know that the world is mean,'' | ||
| + | :''I know it don’t care,'' | ||
| + | :''I been around, I seen it.'' | ||
| + | :''It’s like a pretty girl who don’t even know.'' | ||
| + | :''I guess everybody here is traveling alone.'' | ||
| + | </div> | ||
| + | :[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OiNBswDcIHQ <span style="color: #979160;font-family: Copse;">Tift Merritt</span>] | ||
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| − | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;"> | + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Georgia Native:</span>''' Born and raised in Georgia, she might still be there were it not for complications, were it not for the looks on their faces. |
| − | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;"> | + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Missing Person:</span>''' Reported missing in 2003, she returned eight years later, tattered and changed, the center of the local spotlight for a while. |
| − | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;"> | + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Journalist:</span>''' Before she went missing, she was a journalist for a local paper. She hasn't felt the urge to return to her previous line of work. |
| − | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;"> | + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Bouncer:</span>''' Instead, she's taken to bouncing, enforcing a safe and enjoyable environment for bar and venue patrons. With only occasional violence. |
| − | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;"> | + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Minotaur:</span>''' Might have something to do with her Wyrd-ingrained urge to protect a place. She's got the horns and hooves which mark her mythical. |
| − | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;"> | + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Musician:</span>''' Sometimes, she might find herself on stage, too. She can play guitar alright, but it's her singing that really draws people in. |
| + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Unignorable Voice:</span>''' Even when she's just speaking, that voice of hers is impossible to ignore. She very easily commands attention. | ||
| + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Steadfast Summer:</span>''' She doesn't have much of a temper, but she's very good at dealing with those who do, stoic calm at the heart of the raging storm. | ||
| + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">Wandering Bishop:</span>''' She's been traveling up the east coast for a while now, helping others as she tries to find a place which fits like home used to. | ||
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:'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">[[Gabriel Grayson|Gabe]]:</span>''' A taste of home. Easy on the eyes. | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">[[Gabriel Grayson|Gabe]]:</span>''' A taste of home. Easy on the eyes. | ||
:'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">[[Nathania Winters|Nathania]]:</span>''' All the warmth of a fireplace in winter. Fellow Bishop. | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">[[Nathania Winters|Nathania]]:</span>''' All the warmth of a fireplace in winter. Fellow Bishop. | ||
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:'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">[[Sid Spokes|Sid]]:</span>''' Easy-going humor all tangled up in hurt. Fellow Bishop. | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">[[Sid Spokes|Sid]]:</span>''' Easy-going humor all tangled up in hurt. Fellow Bishop. | ||
| + | :'''<span style="font-family: Copse;">[[Aiden Flynn|Aiden]]:</span>''' Laidback and unafraid. | ||
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