Age: 128
Race: Elf
Gender: Female
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Grey
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 110 lbs
Personality: Duska tends to be generally upbeat, if not a bit distracted. Getting easily excited when it comes to conversations about nature, or climbing things, or seeing amazing sunrises and sunsets. She can ramble a lot, and can get more focused on what she's doing than conversations.
Equipment: The clothes she wears, and the set of reliable climbing equipment.
Abilities: Far-sight, low light vision, Immunity to sleep spells, can recover her body via meditation instead of sleep, she also has enhanced reflexes and hearing. She also has the unique ability to talk to nature, not the animals, but the trees, the plants, the waters around the forests. Even the rock and metals and gems found within the earth. Which has given her a profound respect for the earth. She can even talk to them after they have been put into a worked form(Like a sword, or a log in a log cabin.)
Likes: Talking to people, and things, respectful people, fruits and (most) vegetables, climbing tall natural structures of the earth, animals, sunrises, sunsets, cloud watching, bird watching, daydreaming about flying, rambling on about random things, feeling the sun's rays against her skin. The rush of adventure in a slightly more dangerous climb.
Dislikes: Rude people, Rude things, Zucchini(Particularly rude....), people who try to hurt nature(She has a grappling hook and she isn't afraid to use it! albeit not very good at using it in such a manner.), Caves, cities, being around large groups of people.
History: As an infant Duska knew when the earth was in pain, and she cried because of it. When it felt the warmth of the sun's rays against the grass, and she was happy. Various emotions, from various things the earth felt. As she grew older, became able to speak, she learned how to hold conversations with the earth, the trees, the grass, rocks, anything she could find. However, adversely, the more she talked to the nature around her, the more estranged she became with her elven clan.
As soon as she was old enough to be on her own, the clan took her into their care. While being in their care, they wiped her mind of everything about the clan, and elven culture in general aside from their language, and her basic attributes of age and the like. Forced out of the forest and made to make sure that the memory wipe also included headaches that would get increasingly worse the closer she got to the clan's home, they let her wander away. Thinking she was the last of her kind, the only elf out there.
As she aged outside of the elven culture, she managed to retain her powers of talking with all manner of things around her. To the point where she began asking the things out of respect of if she could climb them, or even eat them. Knowing of a fondness to be in high places, she began learning how to rock climb, with her naturally enhanced reflexes, she was an adept at it. Almost like it was natural to her. Now, she climbs mountains for the rush of the feeling and to see new sights. And....maybe....just maybe....she can find signs of not being the last elf.
