Hmm, well I was originally going to make a male character, but seeing as everyone else is male, minus the one, I think I'll try to make a female. Don't hesitate to correct or critique as I'm used to playing male characters.

[b]Name:[/b] Dahlia Cailteux

[b]Age:[/b] 102

[b]Race:[/b] Elf

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Profession:[/b] Dahlia made her living foraging and hunting, selling various herbs, meats and animal pelts in different towns she came across in her travels.

[b]Appearance: [/b]
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Dahlia is tall and pale with white hair and dark eyes. Her hair comes down to her lower back and is often mostly pulled back leaving some strands to lay loosely around her face. She wears dark clothes with many pouches, pockets and baubles attached to her belts. She wears long, fingerless gloves that end just above her elbows with wraps and some bracelets. She often wears shorts or form-fitting pants that tuck into her boots. She has a bustle skirt that she wears when she's in towns but takes off to hunt, as it would get in the way.

[b]Revenant Ability:[/b] [i]Animal Manipulation:[/i] Dahlia can control any animal she can see or that is within 30 feet from her. She can call on them for help, cause them to attack an enemy or even go fetch something for her. (As time goes on and her powers grow, I intend her to be able to take on certain animal abilities, such as flight, water breathing, speed, etc.)

Along with her newfound abilities, her magic that she has stifled since birth has started blooming, much more powerful although she is inexperienced and doesn't quite know how to use it. Her previous hunting experience has also blossomed. She can now shoot arrows with pinpoint accuracy from great distances. In close range, she is also very skilled with a dagger.

[b]Personality:[/b] Dahlia often come across as reserved and quiet, as she spends a good portion of her time alone. She is flighty and can often be seen as too careful, sometimes paranoid. She is mistrusting of most people, but isn't unkind unless an individual gives her a reason to be. She has an intense hatred for Altar and all he stands for. He has made her life one of constant fear and movement as she can't risk staying in one place too long, or else she may be found by the Unseen.

[b]History:[/b] From the time Dahlia was born, she was on the run. She was born with magic abilities and her parents knew immediately that they had to hide her from Altar and his minions. They left the town they were living in and began their lifelong journey. They had relative success for the first few years of her life, moving from town to town, sometimes staying in the forests if they felt at all in danger. It wasn't until she was 6 that things started to go downhill.

They had been staying in a small town when one of Altar's armies stormed the town. Being the only elves there, they were immediately targeted. They managed to escape, just barely, fleeing the town and moving into a cavern some ways off. Instances like this happened every once in a while, and they began wearing hoods and other things to hide their elven ears. She learned to hide her magic abilities, never practicing it or speaking of it.

Finally when she was 18, they were unable to escape from these minions. Her parents were captured and killed publicly. She was able to escape during the chaos and she stayed on her own ever since.

She had learned to hunt and live off the land as soon as she was able to hold a bow, so that's what she did. She spent much of her time in the forests, away from civilization getting by on her skills as a hunter and gatherer. After some time, she began traveling from town to town, selling dried meats, pelts and herbs she gathered in the woods. She was in Dalath at the time of the attack, staying at an inn and selling her wares in the marketplace. She tried to run but, as so often happens, her luck ran out and she was caught in the battle. This time she was simply killed for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. When she came back to life, she felt an increased hatred for the ones that caused her death. She had been running her entire life. Now she had died and it was time to stop running.