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Serafeena
Serafeena
| Name | Serafeena |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Hunter and Protector |
| Age | Young, for an elf. |
| Race | Elf |
|---|---|
| Residence | Bree |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Green piercing eyes look out from under black hair framing a face almost as pale as snow. She does not have any obvious scars, and she will tell you that is because nothing has ever got close enough to touch her. It's not quite true. Light and camouflaged leather armour gives her freedom to move fast, draw quickly and let fly with precision. Daggers and axes hang by her side, but rarely need to be used. Sera likes to deal with her prey from a distance and is exquisitely effective at doing so. |
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Background
An abusive father, a seeming careless or helpless mother and a younger sister. One day it is all too much, a big fight, and the girls run away. They run fast and far, but a small refreshing fire leads their father to find them again, and burning branches kicked everywhere, screams and fists and scratches, and blindly running again, but this time alone and who knows where. Vraela disappeared, parents who knows, or cares, where.
She falls unconscious for...she does not know how long. When she woke, she was being cared for by Kestryll, a Rivendell elf who had found her near an empty camp. As they talked, it became clear that they were cousins, and from that day to this Sera has treated Kes like a younger sister...like the one she has lost....
Her wounds run deep.
| Friends | Kestryll, Penhallion . . . |
|---|---|
| Relatives | |
| Rivals/Enemies |
| Loves | Forests, solitude |
|---|---|
| Hates | Cruelty |
| Motivation | Protect the innocent |
| Quotes | Don't touch me! |
