Appearance

Physical Description

Non-athletic, thin but a little bit toned

Mentality

Personal history

She had a real name, but she already forgot what it was.
 
Her earliest memory was of being in a tiny orphanage run by the government. "Cinderblock," the kids from the outside called it, due to its exterior's grey-colored unpainted walls. Having very few and very small windows didn't make it any prettier either. In this memory, she is 5.
 
Inside Cinderblock there were more children than there were food and beds. Skin and lung ailments were always a problem, and children were aggressive as the food was scarce. Being half-elf, she was a natural outcast. She remembered how the other kids would make fun of her as they stole portions of her food. She could not remember a time when she ate more than half a quarter of a loaf of dry bread for a whole day.
 
The volunteer adults couldn't even be bothered to remember every child's name. Not that a name was necessary since residence in this orphanage was not permanent. You can go out and come in and stay the night as you please, but if you're not in by the time they close-up at 6 in the evening, you're sleeping in the streets.
 
It didn't take long for her to realize that life in the street was better. The air was fresher and the food was very good - - if you had the money for it. "It's no big deal," she remembered 8-year-old Sammy saying one night, "everyone here has money. You just gotta know how to get it from them." Since then, her survival in the street became more important than having a proper name. Money is the only essential thing; as long as she got their money, it didn't matter what they called her.
 
--
 
"MY CABBAGES!"
 
"Oi! Get back here, kid!"
 
In the next memory, she is 15. She remembered running away from an old street vendor, whose cabbages she just threw on the ground to serve as a diversion. Through the panic, she remembered attempting to snatch someone's purse: 'an old cow in a white dress,' she thought of her. Before her hand could reach her purse, though, the lady grabbed her by the wrist and put her face near hers. "Child. You have a calling far greater than this."
 
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Oi pulled herself out of her morning meditation. She couldn't concentrate anyway; too many memories, too many distractions. It was time to leave. She wore her Priest's pack that she had prepared the night before, and then picked up the rest of her traveling equipment - tools, rations, weapons and all. Finally, she wore on her neck her newly acquired 'graduation' amulet - a platinum pendant with an insignia of a spearhead with flames, dangling from a thin chain of the same metal.
 
She opened the door and turned her head to give one last look at the room which had been hers for the past 3 years. She had been here only a short while, but it was the only place that had been a real home to her.
 
A tap on her shoulder. She did not need to look to know who it was.
 
"Please take this with you, and consider this a gesture that is from me, even when we know that all is predetermined by the Light. You will be guided."
 
She fought back her tears, her sorrow, and her fears. She took the pouch of gold from Mother Nessa and looked at her eye-to-eye.
 
"There is no success nor failure. I will be guided." The old woman nodded and gave a curt smile.
 
Oi turned away and set off towards the city, leaving her home - the small temple in the planes - forever.
 
Age: 18
Body type: average, non-athletic
Primary weapon: hand crossbow
Secondary weapon: mace
Accessories: holy amulet
Other important belongings: photo of parents, pet albino mouse (Eldandil)

person.sexuality

Asexual

person.gender_identity

Female

Known Languages

Common, Elvish, and Celestial.
Knows a few Draconian prayers, but these are only memorized as required by her faith. She knows very little of what the words mean.

Personality

Social

Birthplace

Currently unknown

Current Residence

Currently no permanent residence

Family Ties

It is recently revealed to her that she might be part of the D. Lyrandar family.

Religious Views

A newly graduated cleric of the Silver Flame.

Mannerisms

Asks a lot of questions.
Sleeps with her back to a wall or a tree, while holder all of her possessions in a bundle.

Hobbies & Pets

Has a pet albino mouse that she named Elandil