Appearance:


Lilah is fairly tall, 5'8, and slender. She has bright red hair that falls to her bottom. She likes to wear it down, but depending on the situation she might put it up into a high ponytail. Her most distinguishable feature is a scar of about 4 inches in length that runs vertically over her left eye.

Profession: Thief

Personality: Lilah seems to be a friendly and sweet girl. She's all smiles and will always lend an ear if you just want someone to listen. This is mostly a facade, however. Now, on one hand, she does enjoy being around people but on the other, her sweetness is an act to catch people off guard. Lilah is a thief and relies on other people to survive, without their knowledge of course.

Lilah can be condescending and some might call her arrogant, but you'll only see this side of her if she has nothing to gain from you. She spent her life exploiting others and doesn't plan on stopping anytime soon.

Behind what people see and what they think, is a damaged girl. Lilah hasn't coped with her parents' death properly. And honestly, she's so used to being fake and wearing a mask that she doesn't even know who she is anymore.

History: Lilah's childhood was good. She lived with her two loving parents in Torit. Her father was an advisor to the King and her mother stayed home and raised Lilah. She had the beginnings of a good, normal life. Then the tragedy struck when Lilah was 15.

Her house was attacked in the middle of the night while Lilah and her parents were sleeping. Lilah was sleeping safe and sound when her mother's screams startled her awake. She quickly ran from her bedroom only to see her parents on their knees in the living room, surrounded by three bandits. The leader of the three had a large axe pointed at her father's neck. Her father's last words to her before he was beheaded was "Run Lilah!" Lilah obeyed her father's last command as her mother's frightened screams filled the small house.

One of the smaller bandits chased Lilah out. She managed to swipe her father's dagger from a table as she ran, but the man still got a grip on her wrist and spun Lilah around so she was facing him. She instinctively stabbed the man in his right shoulder, but before she could get away he managed cut her on her face, over her left eye. Lilah made it out alive, but still sports that scar to this day.

Lilah ran through town and knocked on one of the neighbor's doors until they woke up and answered the frightened girl. They were horrified to see young Lilah with a bloody gash on her face. Once they calmed Lilah down enough for her to tell them what happened, the Banek couple rushed to Lilah's house, only to find it in flames. The next day, Lilah received a letter from King Keirris expressing his sorrow at the news. In the letter, he told Lilah that the bandits worked for the opposition to him. He assured Lilah that she couldn't let her parent's death happen in vain and that there was always a place for her in his army if she so chose.

After that horrific night, Lilah lived with the neighbors that helped her for a few years. She wasn't the same, though, and hardly even spoke to the gracious couple. That's when Lilah began thieving. She felt the world owed her. They took her family and life away, so she would steal back. With this line of thinking, thievery was easy for her. Over time Lilah developed a strategy that worked for her; gain the trust of her victims. The sweeter and kinder she was, the less likely someone would notice or accuse her of her criminal actions.

Once she was 20, Lilah grew tired of living in Torit. Every day was a reminder of her parent's murder, and the grief swallowed her whole. So Lilah packed up her things, including her father's blade, and left for Burril.

Lilah has been in Burril for close to a year now. She actively supports the king and feels its about time to take him on his offer to join the army. She lives in a small house on the edge of Burril and thieves to make a living.

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Appearance:

Lybet is larger than average Banek woman, standing at 6ft. with a slightly more muscular build. She almost always looks like she could use a few nights worth of sleep, and her pale complexion doesn't help. Her hair is impossibly long, though she wears it tied in a low bun; she hates the feeling of her hair on her neck. She usually is sporting light armor and, if traveling, a coat her mother made for her as a parting gift.
Profession: Owns a small shop in Burril dedicated to healing and medicine.
Personality: Since she was a little girl, Lybet has always been very ambitious and sure of herself. Despite her quiet demeanor, she is not afraid to take what she wants, and she especially isn't afraid to correct those who treat her poorly. Like many Banek, Lybet sees the world in black and white, and often finds herself frustrated when she cannot understand a situation. Some might consider her self-centered and emotionally detached (at times, she's considered it herself,) but Lybet is still just learning to adapt to life in Burril.
History: Lybet was born into a well-off family of clothiers and seamstresses, the best in all of western Torit. She was mute for the first six years of her life, which unsettled the nobility that strolled into her parents shop. Because of this, she was taught to stay out of the way and out of trouble. While the rest of her family spent their time tending to the shop, Lybet spent her time alone. She stayed sane by reading books. She would read anything she could find around her house and learned so many fantastic things; how to bake Ewarian frosted loaves, what love feels like, the history of Oskal gator-wrestling, what it means to be a brave hero. Her favorite thing to read about was medicine and healing properties. The idea of mending living flesh was so compelling to her. She practiced by healing injured animals around town, and for the first time, she intrigued the nobles, rather than ran them off.
Until the nations separated, Lybet wasn't aware of the issues between the races of Aldrak. She had gotten to 16 before she realized how broken her world was, and this upset her. By then, she was quite proficient at healing, and made a name for herself within her town. She heard the anger in her patient's voices as they discussed the other races. "I hope it's not too late to put a leash on those animals," one said. Lybet left Torit as soon as she had enough money saved, not in anger, but frustration. She did not understand what made her species superior, or what gave them the right to enslave others.
For the next few years, she explored the new nations to learn more about the races that live within them. At first, it was devastating, watching as each culture desperately tried to build themselves back up without the Baneks. Poverty and starvation ate away at so many of the people she met along her journey. Though she was often attacked, she could never put blame on anyone for it; she did, however, learn to handle a sword for her protection. It only took her a few months to decide that the Banek were wrong; the other races were just people, in every way as equal as them, just simply different. They experienced pain, fear, and heartache, and right now, they were suffering because of her people.
When she finally stumbled upon Burril, a city that sold itself as the one true place the races could live in harmony, she knew she had found where she was supposed to be. The town would be revolutionary, and she knew this is where she would make her mark. She would work to become the best healer in Aldrak, and would work in favor of the king's opposition.