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Description

Loare's hair has gone uncut for many years, and forms a long twist of off-white which she generally keeps wrapped around her own throat. Her eyes are blue. Her skin is deeply tanned from being mostly unshielded from the sun, and she has a constant smattering of dirt, grime and twigs about her person. She wears clothing roughly fashioned from plant and animal life, and always carries a crudely fashioned dagger and a spear, among other supplies.

Personality

Loare is stern, suspicious, and cautious. Her only friends since childhood have been animals, and she remembers very little of the civilized world from whence she came.

Equipment

Various sharpened tools, ropes, containers of drinkable water, and a keen knowledge of her home area.

History

Loare was once a passenger on a ship full of Lythari; it was so long ago and she was so young that she does not recall the actual purpose of the ship. Perhaps it was full of warriors, or visiting regents, or perhaps she was simply traveling with her family to establish a new home. Regardless of the original intent, the ship was capsized by a terrible storm. Only a few Lythari survived to make it to the uncivilized beach, Loare among them. Within the space of a year, Loare was the only one left.

Through a combination of immense luck and some natural inclination towards hard survival, Loare managed to carve a place for herself in the wild. Through trial and near-deadly error, she discovered what was edible, what would try to eat her, and how to stay warm during the night. With no other speaking thing around, Loare developed a deep bond with the other living things. It has never occurred to her to even try and leave her new home; she cannot imagine desiring anything beyond her current means.

Loare's Story