Name: Serenity Markos
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Affinity: light
Weapon: a metal staff with a glass orb on the top
Pet: none

Picture: Serenity has raven black hair that in a certain light will seem perfectly blue. She also normally wears a black leather duster with a hood, she keeps it closed with a brown leather belt that has a belt buckle that seems to always glow. And instead of wearing the socks she wears brown leather boots that lace up to her knees.

Personality: She's a bit cold towards other people, preferring to be alone, though will suck it up if she has to travel with others. She's a free spirit and is always moving around, staying in one place never more than about a day or two. If you ask her why she moves around all you'll get is the answer of "because my bones want me to". She is a bit surreal to people who aren't used to it, seeming to be a dreamer and air-headish, not paying attention only to something that currently has her attention (which usually isn't people). She's kind enough, but since she doesn't know how to act around others most think she's being rude and wants everyone to just die in a hole. She's a curious person, following hunches or strange noises without thinking anything through, this also makes her very irrational and spontanious. She keeps her emotions underlock and key, preferring not to show anything to anyone, unless she's alone you won't see her smile. She fully believes in hope and loves giving others that small light within them, it makes her feel happy and warm though she wouldn't show it. Some say she has gone insane because when she talks it'll be in sentences that don't make sense to them about subjects only kids think about.

History: She was born in a small village in between two major peaks, no outsiders ever came to her village because it was so out of the way and truthfully nobody, but those who live there, knew it existed. Her family however were gypsies, so after some recalibrating after her birth they packed up and left. She grew up with a big family, everyone in their troupe being a brother, sisters, aunt, uncle, grandmother, or grandfather; though maybe not by blood. When she was young she would smile and laugh all the time, she was training to become a light juggler, or light dancer. Her mother and father were wonderful parents laughing delightedly when she practiced her dancing. Then one day when they were setting up camp, Serenity went to a river a couple miles away to get water for boiling the food and when she came back everything was gone, only death was there. She didn't know what to do, she searched for her parents, but never found their bodies, so she grabbed her mother's staff (which is now her's) and left into the woods that were nearby. There she would sleep for days and find herself slowly dieing (and she wouldn't care about this), until she decided that she had to be able to survive by herself using information she had learned from her family for years, till she turned 16. After that she found a road and began walking it, all emotion drained from her forever, since then she has never stopped walking. She walked through towns, cities, villages, farms, meeting new people who seemed more alive than she ever dreamed of being again. If there was trouble from a theif or killer, she would help no questions asked and no thanks needed. This has been her life since her family was murdered by an unknown entity and for reasons unfathomable, since she left the forest after surviving like a wild animal. She doesn't complain and her mind has locked away the horrid memories of finding her family dead. She's been through the four doors of dealing with grief; forgetting, sleep, insanity, and (almost) death, and she's survived, but this has left empty from emtions and her mind slightly cracked.

I'll add more to her personality later if inspiration strikes