Jovana

Information

Player: Rigley

Character Full Name: Jovana Darkbolt

Character In-Game Name: Jovana

Nickname(s): Jo, Jov, Gnome

Association(s): Some affiliations with the goblin cartels, through sparse mercenary work.

Race: Gnome

Class: Rogue

Age: 53

Sex: Female

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Green

Weight: 39 lbs.

Height: 3'4"

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Information

Jovana favors the Haliscan line of outfitting, and will wear a change of it whenever possible. She has a strange love for huge hats, too.

Personality

Jovana tends to leave different impressions on people. This is usually because she goes through several levels of being drunk throughout the day, typically. When sobered up and in her right mind, though, Jovana is a rather pleasing person to be around; Though somewhat reserved she enjoys talking with others, even if at times she is the sole member of a conversation. She can be brash and quick to act without thinking, but it generally only occurs out of defense for her or a friend.

Other: Jovana is a skilled swords-woman, and fights typically fights with a shortsword and a shank. Often drunk. Often nosy. Can edge up on the nerves at times.

History

Jovana Darkbolt was born into a family of magic; Her father, Apello Darkbolt, was an adept at the skills of a warlock. While her sagely father attempted to teach her the ways of the arcane, though, Jovana fancied a different path of life. At a young age she had a wild imagination, always conjuring up fanciful images of the lands untouched by any gnome, or even just the farther depths of Gnomeregan- Her parents took this in good stride, and were patient with their youngest daughter.

Once young Jovana was of age, she left the house, sneaking out at night and up through the gnomish city, out into the cold of Dun Morogh. While some would consider an icy, mountainous land something of a poor start for a life of adventure, Jovana was more than excited to tear a path out through the snow and brush.

Jovana traveled from Ironforge to Hillsbrad, and all through the rest of the Alliance lands in search of treasure and adventure. She fought trolls, had many dealings with goblin cartels, and even managed to land a few well paying jobs from the locals around Booty Bay. In short, she was living out the dreams of her youth. At about age 49, though, she received a message of the fall of Gnomeregan. Neither of her parents survived the incident, nor did her siblings. The young Gnome called off her journey, and made a solemn trip to the edge of her toxic home. Looking out over the irradiated surface of the gnomish capitol, she found herself in deep remorse for abandoning her home and family so young.

Of course, when faced with hardships, a true adventurer will never be defeated so long as they draw breath. Jovana took time to pay her respects, and set back to make a living from her wanderlust. While she still craved the open trail and the windswept feel from atop a horse's back, things felt different now from her youthful dalliances. She decided she would attempt a more professional take on her treasure hunting and exploration. Though, four years later she finds herself slumped over in port bars daily, exchanging flirtatious banter with the sailors in a drunken haze. Short of gold, work, and friends, it's obvious that the years haven't been too kind to Miss Darkbolt. And that needs to change!