{Basics/Physical}

Name: Lethallan
Age: 22
Hair: Black
Eyes: Amber
Skin: White
Role: Witch
Race: Human
Scars or tattoos: Scars all over her lower back and stomach areas from where she's been whipped from either tribe. She also has two tattoos, The Achee tribe symbol on her left shoulder blade, the Papou on the right.
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 115 lbs
Cup size: 22C

{Mental state}

Sanity: Mostly sane
Mental problems: Severe manic depression
Personallity: Generally happy, willing to accept and talk to anyone who will talk to her, even if she remains on guard. Taking after the Achee more than the Papou. However when she gets depressed she will act more like the Papou.
Likes: The swamp, quiet, being able to heal people, the creatures of the swamp, reading(what little reading she can do xD)
Dislikes: Fighting mostly, being beaten, her scars, being yelled at.

{Equipment/Other}

Clothes: The robes in the picture
Weapons: The bladed staff, also in picture
Magic: Attack and healing magic both. As a result of being half of each tribe.
Weaknesses: Her depression obviously, she is also not as strong in either magic as a full Papou tribe member or a full Achee tribe member, so it takes longer to heal someone, and her attack spells aren't as powerful, they do less damage.

History: The Papou tribe and the Achee tribe were seperate tribes for a reason. One wanted power and attacked anyone and everyone first. The other was more cautious and was willing to talk to people, however they will attack when provoked. Lethallan's mother, an Achee healer, and her father, a Papou warrior, having to meet in secret because of their such extreme veiws.

Having met in secret for close to a year...they decided it was time to have a child. Both parents having hope for the future, that their son or daughter, regardless of gender, would grow up with the knowledge to separate friend from foe without attacking anyone. And that both tribes would accept her.

Unfortunately this was not the case. As it was...Lethallan's parents were only able to raise her till she could walk and understand things on her own. Like the concept of loss. As which her parents were put to the death by their respective tribes. As Lethallan grew up, each tribe gave her whippings all over her stomach, sides, and lower back. Treated like a slave until she ran away to live between the tribes at a safe distance. At the point where she wouldn't be bothered unless absolutely needed by either tribe. Leaving her to her solitude.