Description
Freya has just below shoulder length golden hair. It is unusually thick and shiny and hangs in thick curls. Her eyes are large and crystal blue, she is just above average height. She is thin, and pale. She wears her dazzling hair tied away in a head scarf, she keeps her face hidden most of the time as explained later.
Freya will always be seen with a baby clutched to her chest wrapped in blankets. Freya is terrified of anyone seeing her baby’s face for it has on crystal blue eye like her own, and one green eye. The baby is 3 months old and still very small.
Personality
Freya was kind and gentle before she got pregnant. Since then she had become paranoid of anyone, she does not know and that is pretty much anyone who lives in the city. Since giving birth to her child, she has never allowed anyone else to hold it or even look at it. She keeps her elf secluded to the small deserted house that she lives in the city. She has no money, and only manages to keep her baby warm through keeping it clutched against her under a blanket. She is plagued with nightmares of her baby being taken away.
Equipment
Nothing.
History
Freya has just below shoulder length golden hair. It is unusually thick and shiny and hangs in thick curls. Her eyes are large and crystal blue, she is just above average height. She is thin, and pale. She wears her dazzling hair tied away in a head scarf, she keeps her face hidden most of the time as explained later.
Freya will always be seen with a baby clutched to her chest wrapped in blankets. Freya is terrified of anyone seeing her baby’s face for it has on crystal blue eye like her own, and one green eye. The baby is 3 months old and still very small.
Freya was kind and gentle before she got pregnant. Since then she had become paranoid of anyone, she does not know and that is pretty much anyone who lives in the city. Since giving birth to her child, she has never allowed anyone else to hold it or even look at it. She keeps her elf secluded to the small deserted house that she lives in the city. She has no money, and only manages to keep her baby warm through keeping it clutched against her under a blanket. She is plagued with nightmares of her baby being taken away.
When Freya was just 16 she got pregnant. The father was a traveller who she bumped into in a tavern. He was kind and gave a never ending stream of compliments, and before she knew it she was in bed with him. He left the following morning, promising to return but never did.
She kept the pregnancy a secret for as long as she possibly could. When her mother and father found out they banished her, telling her that she could only come back if she gave the baby away as soon as it was born. She fled to a neighbouring city where she found an abandoned house to live in. She hid there for the remaining months of her pregnancy, crying in shame and praying that the baby would be born soon and she could return home. She gave birth alone, and as soon as the baby entered the world she feel deeply in love. She lay there for hours, eating only the bread and drinking from the pale of water she kept, cuddling her baby. It was a girl, and she decided to name Faith. She vowed she would never give her baby away. She thought that she would be able to return home with the baby, and her mother would forgive her and support her.
It was two weeks till Freya first noticed it... She had decided to wait until she regained her strength and then she would return home. It took a while, the birth had taken a lot out of her and she ate only scraps. After about a week she was fit enough, but decided to stay in the place she called home a little longer. However, a change started to occur in her baby. Both her eyes were crystal blue when she was born, but one began to darken and change. At first she feared her perfect baby was going blind, and then it became green. Her perfect baby had two different coloured eyes which could only mean one thing. Her baby was one of the exiled. She vowed she would hide, and hide the baby. No one had to know. She left the house only with her baby wrapped in blankets her face pressed again Freya’s neck. No one would see her baby’s face... Not ever.
And so this is where she stays, alone in the cold stone house. She panics if anyone lingers near the house, she panics when anyone takes two glances at her when she leaves. That is why she keeps her head covered as well. She lays low and prays she will never be found out...
