Adalynn

Genasi / Druid

Submitted character story

You are the kind of druid who takes Old Yost's Cart because strangers need company, not spectacle. The night you lost your parents taught you that silence can be survival, but it also taught you isolation's true cost. You give so much to those who wander through your life that you rarely ask what you need for yourself. Tables will remember you as the one who kept everyone alive, even when you were still learning to be found.

Defining moment: The night her village was attacked.  Her parents fought to protect her and she never saw them again. She doesnt know happened as she hid in a basket not making a sound. All she knows is when she got out, half the village was missing along with her parents. 

Can't stop helping strangers