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Name: Alana Firstsnow

Age: 24

Equipment and weapon: [url=https://cdn.webshopapp.com/shops/32318/files/11879009/600x600x2/15th-century-hunting-spear.jpg]Short Hunting Spear[/url], linen shirt, leather boots, pants, whool and fur cloak, steel dagger, medicine pouch(steel sewing needles, scalpels, herbs) 

How your life was before coming here: Alana was alone as far as she can remember. Her very first memories are running around alone in the streets of the Capital. She was called Firstsnow because the oldest street beggers first recall seeing her in the first snow of winter. She grew up as a street kid and thus she learned a lot about life out there, struggling to survive every day. She learned to be fast and decisive when she had to steal food to eat. Still Alana possessed an unusual beauty, so by the time her body started developing into that of a woman, she was already approached by one of the biggest brothels in town. She accepted the call of the women  there and joined. It was at this point that she was also given a proper name by the women there - Alana. Alana had lived on the streets for all these years before that and as a teen she didn’t want to live on the cold stone anymore. She was young, but there were many people who wanted to well make use of her at the brothel so she was not in desperate need of cash anymore. She had enough to eat and a decent roof over her head this way.

 When she was 17 a healer passed by the brothel to do a check up on all the women there and to heal those who needed it. It was then that Alana became interested in the art of healing. Using the money she gathered while working as a 'courtesan', she begged the man saw her interest and took her as an apprentice and she'd spend a week or so every few months with him as he passed by, to learn. She learned the properties of herbs, how to treat infections and how to create some medicines. The man even taugth her how to stitch flesh together. It was going mostly fine for the following few years, until the whole madness with the insanity of a plague started. She had no idea how such a thing was possible, but somewhere along the way she and many of her fellow sisters in the brothel were branded as either witches or cursed and tossed into the Forbidden Land. Most of those she knew died in the brief year since then, but along the way she ended up joining a group of survivors that had fortified a village. Her skills in medicine came in handy even though they weren't too extensive, at least she knew enough to clean their wounds, stitch them together and deal with more common problems of health.
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