Fireflight

Likes waterfalls, mossy streams, fireflies, solitude, hates being around lots of dragons, loud noise.

Personality Traits: I've been told I'm as solemn as a tree stump, but that's just how I appear. I do have a rather inflexible mind, once I've decided on the right course of action.

Ideals: Tradition. The customs and codes of my people are good and wise; to break from them is to break from the people and land itself.

Bonds: I wear a woven reed bracelet always, a gift from my daughter.

Flaws: I am honest to a fault and am quick to trust strangers.


Background: Between forest and fen, your people have dwelled for time immemorial, unknown or forgotten to civilization. Mostly peaceful hunter/gatherers, your people express warfare through kidnapping, ransom, and plunder -- to kill outside of ceremony is considered the greatest disgrace, and grounds for permanent exile from any clan. So when you accidentally killed a rival clan member in a raid, you didn't bother returning to your family; better they believe you dead than bring upon the shame of an exiled partner and parent. You've never spoken about the killing aloud, and it would take great faith in a companion to entrust them with this secret.