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Ruba is a sage- a Member of an ancient order of mystics who reside in self-made pocket dimensions.

Ruba devotes her time to the manufacture and sale and upgrading of mystical spiritual items and weapons. She may be summoned by those who are spiritually aware when they enter sacred ground imbued with her unique spiritual essence and signature- a rune drawn in the air that is only visible to those she has given privilege. She is never successfully sought out. Her customers are chosen by her for their value to her interests. In exchange for payment in the form of precious items or materials, she may grant any number of valuables in her shop- provided the price is right. She is also a great source of information, gossip, news and history.

One may glance at Ruba's baby face framed by a heavy mane of curled raven hair, tan skin and pouty lips and be fooled, for but a moment, that she is nothing more than her appearance makes her out to be. One would be making the mistake of their life. Her body is as sacred to her as hollowed ground and is, to those unwelcome to the gift of so much as a touch, as fire to flesh.

The items Ruba requests as payment for access to her inventory vary from precious dragon eyes, to powerful Gregorian hearts. Or they may be frivolous- She once had a warrior carry a life-sucking fire flower from the top of one of the highest mountains in the world to her just so she could wear it in her hair!

Ruba has an affinity for precious accessories, many of which she wears in her wild locks of thick black hair. From flowers, to ties, to beads and more.

Ruba is secretive- usually never allowing anyone access to her sacred dimension, not even for pleasure-making, but she has taken a unique interest in a strange young warrior named Tiran who has piqued her interest in a way no mortal has before. Through him, her tools of death dealing and items of power have a wonderful sense of purpose they never have before. A feeling such as she has never felt fills her as his artistic sense of expression brings her beautiful creations to life with unpredictable, rhythmic and unorthodox style. In his hands, the sword is a dance partner in the waltz of death... And death is Ruba's business.

Description
Ruba is a sage- a Member of an ancient order of mystics who reside in self-made pocket dimensions.

Ruba devotes her time to the manufacture and sale and upgrading of mystical spiritual items and weapons. She may be summoned by those who are spiritually aware when they enter sacred ground imbued with her unique spiritual essence and signature- a rune drawn in the air that is only visible to those she has given privilege. She is never successfully sought out. Her customers are chosen by her for their value to her interests. In exchange for payment in the form of precious items or materials, she may grant any number of valuables in her shop- provided the price is right. She is also a great source of information, gossip, news and history.

One may glance at Ruba's baby face framed by a heavy mane of curled raven hair, tan skin and pouty lips and be fooled, for but a moment, that she is nothing more than her appearance makes her out to be. One would be making the mistake of their life. Her body is as sacred to her as hollowed ground and is, to those unwelcome to the gift of so much as a touch, as fire to flesh.

The items Ruba requests as payment for access to her inventory vary from precious dragon eyes, to powerful Gregorian hearts. Or they may be frivolous- She once had a warrior carry a life-sucking fire flower from the top of one of the highest mountains in the world to her just so she could wear it in her hair!

Ruba has an affinity for precious accessories, many of which she wears in her wild locks of thick black hair. From flowers, to ties, to beads and more.

Ruba is secretive- usually never allowing anyone access to her sacred dimension, not even for pleasure-making, but she has taken a unique interest in a strange young warrior named Tiran who has piqued her interest in a way no mortal has before. Through him, her tools of death dealing and items of power have a wonderful sense of purpose they never have before. A feeling such as she has never felt fills her as his artistic sense of expression brings her beautiful creations to life with unpredictable, rhythmic and unorthodox style. In his hands, the sword is a dance partner in the waltz of death... And death is Ruba's business.