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[b]NAME[/b]
Alias (main name she will give if asked): Rose Lily
Official given name: Nimrihill Oakgrove 

[b]RELIGION[/b]
Green Pact

[b]AGE[/b]
a young 34

[b]RACE[/b]
Bosmer aka Forest peoples (Wood elves to humans)

[b]Appearance[/b]
Rose has a lean athletic build to her small frame of 5 foot 4 inches tall. Her skin is a light tan with a slight green tint to it. Her eyes are a deep honest blue and her hair is a long warm brown that she usually has pulled back into a ponytail. Sprouting from her temples just below her hairline, two bone white horns sprout and curve back over her scalp, they curve up and inwards just behind her head and split into two prongs. If measured to the top of her horns, she stands only 5 foot 7 inch high. Her horns make it hard for her to wear hats and helmets, so Rose will wear hoods or a wooden bucket when she wants to be sneaky. Rose prefers to wear leathers or other animal based cloths. She tries to avoid cotton or plant based cloths. Her habits gained from the Green pact die hard mainly because she prefers to try to preserve the pact even when outside Valenwood.

[b]HISTORY[/b]
Nimrihill Oakgrove was born deep in the wild jungles of Valenwood to a small roaming band of bosmer. They hunted and moved with the seasons. Their main hunting grounds were deep in the woods that they rarely if ever encountered non-bosmer. The imperial legions tried to chart the woods of the area, but the giant migratory trees make it hard for those not of the native to the region. Her clan lived strictly by the tenets of the Green Pact. They defended the trees of Valenwood with their lives, they ate according to the meat mandate, and never allowed a infraction on the pact go unanswered. Because of this devotion, Nimrihill was orphaned at a young age. Her father fell in a raid against wood orcs that moved into the hunting grounds, and her mother was felled after breaking the Green Pact in grief of her husband's death. The dramatic experience of her mother's death made Nimrihill turn fully into perfecting her devotion to the Green Pact.

Nimrihill's mother had grieved about her husband falling in battle. She prayed for power, not to any divine, but to the Deadric Prince Hircine. Hircine answered by transforming Nimrihill's mother into a werebeast. Her rampage went to seek out those who killed her husband. However, Nimrihill's mother could not control herself and could not discriminate between friend and foe. Nimrihill stumbled upon her mother shortly after the transformation. Her mother spotted her and gave chase. Trying to consume her own daughter, Nimrihill's mother chased her across the forest. Nimrihill ran with all the might she could muster. Relying on the plants and trees of the jungle, Nimrihill barely stayed one step ahead of the beast pursuing her. Nimrihill was saved as she ran past her clan's hunter, who quickly moved to assist. Only after the werebeast was killed did it revert to her normal form and Nimrihill could see the monster had been her mother.

Nimrihill devoted herself to the Green Pact. She became a strong stalker and hunter. She never harmed the forest and never let anyone harm it. She made herself valuable to the clan by hunting. Her devotion to the Green Pact got her noted by the clan's shaman. The Shaman took her under his wing. He taught Nimrihill to read, use magic, and the deep stories of the clan's history. Her knowledge of Valenwood that she learned from the Shaman and her own devotion to uphold the pact caused her to begin to grow antler-like horns when she turned 14. These antlers are seen as a sign of her strong faith as neither her parents had horns, and the trait of horns is rare among her clan. 

Nimrihill lived a happy life for a short in the depth of Valenwood. However her daily routine was disrupted when the armies under the Cameron Flag came marching through her woods. Her clan was all to eager to be called to serve under a Cameron, however Nimrihill was not so happy. This Cameron was calling for war. However, Valenwood was free of the Imperial Legions now. The only war now was outside of Valenwood. An offensive war was outside of the Green Pact. All Bosmer were to protect Valenwood. Doing what this Cameron asked was not right. Knowing she could never convince her clan members, she grabbed her way and abandoned her clan. She ran from everything she knew and left Valenwood even. She was going into the unknown. A new life, a new adventure, and with a new name to match: Rose Lily.

[b]SKILLS[/b](skill points: 3)
Archery: 2
Stealth: 2
pickpocket: 1
Light armor: 1
Alteration: 1

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