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[center][indent][u][b][color=fdc68a]NAME[/color][/b][/u]: Vaylla Brudien
[u][b][color=fdc68a]AGE[/color][/b][/u]: 25
[u][b][color=fdc68a]SEX[/color][/b][/u]: Female
[u][b][color=fdc68a]HEIGHT[/color][/b][/u]: 5'6"
[u][b][color=fdc68a]NATIONALITY[/color][/b][/u]: Fairden

Vaylla Brudien is a simple peasant woman from the kingdom of Fairden, and while she always lived in the capital city where the hustle and bustle was, it didn't mean she particularly enjoyed living there. When she was but a child surrounded by two brothers, she learned that her mother owned a dress shop that was renowned throughout the entire kingdom. Her father helped her gather expensive materials she would need to make clothes, so Vaylla was always surrounded by needles and yarns as well as customers who often visited them at home. Later on in her life, a period she either does not remember or simply repressed as she grew up, her mother was gone from their home and was never seen again. The day of her disappearance, a huge fight ensued between her and Vaylla's father and she stormed off, packing her valuables with her and leaving without a word.

Until this day, Vaylla and her brothers still do not know if their mother left on her own accord or if something took her life - most likely the animals strewn about in the wild - but after a lifetime of mourning soon they couldn't find it in them to care as their adult lives began to set in. Vaylla stayed in Fairden while her brothers found their own job opportunities and traveled abroad. The fee of their travel was already very expensive and to cut down the money they would lose on the trip, Vaylla decided she would stay in the kingdom with her father. She later regretted that decision as a strange winter began to latch itself to the kingdom, obstructing any trades between the kingdom and other countries as well as negatively affecting resources. Everyone seemed tense and while she envied her brothers for staying away from all that drama, she realized the hard way that she was meant to stay here.

Soon, her father got very ill and soon died because of all the sadness and loneliness he kept locked into his heart for years. Vaylla, overwhelmed by guilt and helplessness, bothered that she couldn't save her father's life in time, went into hibernation and wouldn't speak to anyone or even find work to support herself in such a cold, unforgiving kingdom ruled by a cruel, merciless monarchy, living with one of her financially able friends. It took her years to finally dust off the past and on her 25th birthday, she returned to her family cottage and began to find jobs. Ways to earn money as best she could. Sew clothing, cut wood and carry out other physically demanding jobs many women in her kingdom would run away from. Soon, she tired of sewing since patience was never her strongest suit, and cutting wood was as mundane as her life felt. She left both of those jobs, currently setting off wherever her feet took her without a particular goal in mind.

She wonders sometimes though, as she defends herself with the rake she used to tend to the gardens with before the eternal winter, if a chance to begin again would befall her. She would take it without a doubt.[/indent][/center]