Fey — Male — Young Adult
Honor (2/5) : Avoid unnecessary violence
Faith (2/5): You reap what you sow (Karma)
Virtue (1/5): Protecting Animals (Especially woodland variety)
Vice (1/5): Meat… (It smells so good.. but it makes me sick)
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- Preferred Test: Magic / Control
My story starts when I was lost in Valiraura woods sometime in my early youth…
“Lost” might not be the best word to describe abandonment, but it was so long ago that I hardly care about the vile motives that must have convinced my caretakers to sell me to Arkhosian slavers. (That’s my best guess about what happened anyway.)
Before they arrived I managed to survive a few weeks by eating familiar plants and sleeping in hollow tree stumps; I even made a few animal friends! They were not very good conversationalists but they amused me nonetheless. To be honest, I don’t remember ever thinking or worrying about why I was left out there to begin with.. I guess I just felt at home.
But, alas, all good things must come to an end. I was eventually rescued from my personal paradise by the Arkhosians and we traveled to far and wide to buy, sell, and trade more fleshbags like myself.