Physical Description:
Elinor’s stocky form is comprised mostly of lean muscle. Her hair is shaved short around the sides with a shock of bright red on top that sometimes falls over her green eyes. She wears a braid on the right side that extends down to just above her jawline and is threaded through a dulled crossbow bolt head. Her left ear is pierced with five black rings and her lip holds one, just off center on the right. She constantly wears a confident smirk on her face. She wears green and brown clothing under her studded leather armor. A tunic with green leather vest and brown breaches. This is usually concealed under a dark blue, almost black, cloak. She carries a fine hand crafted crossbow that she handles with great care and affection.
Backstory:
Ellie’s eyes grow distant, “Windfall was a great place, tucked inta the base o’ the Imatrex. We was defensible and peaceful, course we had a guard just in case, but we rarely had trouble. The few times some orc bands tried, we shut ’em down fast.” She pats Laila, blinks and looks up at the keep walls, “Then there was the traitor. Never did find who it was. They let a group o’ goblins in. They were easy enough to handle, stupid beasts they are, but it was a diversion. In the confusion one oh buggers opened the gates and all hell broke lose. There was a practical army waitin’ for us. Orcs, goblin, ogres, even a few trolls. The guard at the wall saw ‘em but none us heard an’ it was too late anyways. It was chaos. Th’ town fell, everything destroyed, what few survivors that were left moved on as refugees further south. Only five of my comp’ny survived. My captain, me, and three other sharpshooters. Cap found a comp’ny down south and the others followed ‘im. Me, I just couldn’t do it. Needed a change o’ scenery, you know? So I came here.”
