Sepheren, Heimariker Ranger

The cold mountains of Heimarike breed hearty men and women, and Sepheren is no exception. A master hunter, trapper, and all-around frontierswoman like her mother before her, Sepheren makes her living much like her ancestors have done: stocking up great quantities of impressive trophies and luxurious furs from monsters and beasts in the winter to take to the sunny southern city of Tharros and sell for a great profit. In between, she tends to work for hire as a guide or bodyguard for explorers and caravaneers, though so far she has preferred not to travel too far from the land of her birth. Sepheren has some combat experience, but not usually fighting other people.

At least one rumor in Tharros proper is that Heimarikers have no difference between men and women below the waist, and women like Sepheren are the reason why. She'd be tall even for a man, and as a woman she is positively towering. Sepheren is muscular and well-built all over, though it's all the product of hard work and proper nutrition rather than bodybuilding. She is also generously proportioned, as another Tharros joke goes about Heimariker women working so hard that all their fat goes straight to their lovely bits. Her enormous size makes her big breasts, wide hips, and big butt even bigger than they first seem, due to her proportions. While they have some softness to them, all of her parts are generally very firm and taut. She has a few big scars from the life she's led.

Sepheren is not, perhaps, classically beautiful, but her face still has a sensual allure to it. She has a long nose, dark eyes, dusky skin, and long red hair she normally wears in a braid or tied up in loops, all gifts from her father who was not a Heimariker. Sepheren has a jagged scar on her face from a tangle with a giant mountain bear that runs from her forehead across the bridge of her nose and down one cheek, but it actually looks good on her.

She has a stoic, tough demeanor, and a fantastic poker face that serves her well as a businesswoman, though Sepheren is actually rather soft-hearted and tends to help people she meets in the wilderness for free or share her riches from selling goods in Tharros with those in need. The land in Heimarike is harsh and cruel, after all, and so Heimarikers tend to try to be kind and good to one another. At the same time, she can be very practical-minded when it comes to solving problems, and she often disturbs the city dwellers with her lack of manners. Sepheren also has a faint dream of one day travelling on a ship and seeing the world, though she has yet to work up the courage to leave her life behind and try to do so.

Unlike her mother, however, who disdained the glitzy city life of Tharros with its debauched sex trade and open hedonism, and who used to joke the only good things she ever got out of the city were money and her husband, Sepheren rather enjoys indulging in the pleasures of Tharros in small doses, and typically celebrates selling off a rich winter's stock with a wild night of revelry, relishing in music, dance, drink, and fornication.