IvyRose

Fairy / Rogue

Submitted character story

You are a hero born from strategy and shadow, the kind who crossed the Blackfen and learned patience wins what fury cannot. What you remembered when it mattered most was not just loss, but the full moon celebration before the blades came. Your laughter at the wrong moment is not callousness but armor, the sound of someone who refuses to let grief make her silent. They will remember you as the last of your village who turned survival into precision, and sorrow into steel.

Defining moment: Memory of my childhood village being attacked by our enemies from the south. They came in out of nowhere in the night when my village was celebrating the full moon. They killed many and the ones how serviced ran to protect their faith in the moon. I am the only one left from my family. 

Laughs at the wrong moment