Age; 20
Gender; Female
Affiliation; Rebellion
Personality; Most would think Brissa was cold hearted and cruel, just like the man that raised her. But in fact she is quite diffrent from her 'Uncle'. Brissa is kind hearted, and hates to see anyone in pain. Though over the years, she has sadly grown used to the death and pain that surrounds her, due to Lord Alatar's rule. Not that it dosen't hurt her, she's just realized there is really nothing she can do to stop it. Even though she is truely a sweet girl, Brissa has learned one important thing while watching her uncle. Never show your weakness, for people will use them against you. She hides her kindness behind a well carved, well crafted mask, seeming like she's indiffrent about all things that occure around her.
Background; Brissa dosen't remember anything before the night her small village went up in flames. The night Lord Alatar took her in as his own. Since that day, 15 years ago Brissa was taught everything she'd need to know, in order to protect herself. She offten spent long nights in one of the many training rooms with either Lord Alatar, or his right hand man Zain, learning to master some weapon or move. Though out the years, despite his cruel demenour, Brissa grew to love Alatar, taking to calling him her Uncle. She also grew close to Zain, seeing him as more of an older brother then anything. But she hated how cruel and cold hearted they were when it came anything.
As Brissa grew older, Lord Alatar began keeping her confined to the castle walls, saying it was for her protection. Once she reached the age of 13, she was no longer allowed to leave her room, unless accompained by a guard. This irritated her, but each time she made a move to argue with her Uncle concerning it, she was sent to her room.
Several years passed, and now, Brissa a young woman of 20 years old was begining to go out of her mind. Lord Alatar had grown far harsher over the years, killing anyone that disobeyed or stood out against him. She'd heard, from listening to Zain and her Uncle talk, that rebellion armys had began popping up, hoping to end Lord Alatar's rule. It was then Brissa's idea came to mind. If she could sneak out of her Uncle's castle, maybe she could join the Rebellion army, and help end her uncle's cruel reign. And so, in the middle of the night Brissa packed a few of her belongings, including a sword her uncle had given her, and set off for Algar.
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