[hider=Lilian, of Artinberg][center][b][h2]Lilian Uhtceare[/h2][/b]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/F9XNVY7.jpg[/img]

[i]"It's Lilian. Not Lil, or Lili. Lilian."[/i][/center]

[b]Age:[/b] 30

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Race:[/b] Human

[b]Background:[/b] A clumsy child, Lilian's mother could not afford to treat her daughter's frequent sickness and injury. When Lilian's father never returned from the frontline defending their little kingdom, she and her mother sought refuge in their capital's church. The kingdom's center of worship, it was a large cathedral that already housed many without home or family. Growing up around so many stories, both of the book and from displaced travelers, Lilian decided she'd like to stay with the church even into adulthood. It was a warm place where one could learn a little about a lot of things. She became well versed in scripture and took position as a nun when she was old enough. From then she became an assistant to preachers, and was on track to become a church authority herself.

When the violence reached the capital, none stood a chance. Lilian was, initially, one of those staying behind to heal soldiers and pray for the city. However, seeing the carnage firsthand and knowing that it had already swept up and swallowed most of the continent, Lilian decided that she'd better run instead. Save herself, as her magic was doing little to save others and the gods doing even less. 

She didn't know if her clergy members ever looked for her or just assumed she'd been lost during the city's ransacking. Still, she traveled in shame for weeks until her coin purse ran out. Then, broke and alone, she had little use for shame. Catching wind of a recolonization effort, Lilian made her way there to join in. Despite her weak fortitude she did wield magic, especially of the healing variety, that made her useful if nothing else did.

[b]Inventory:[/b] A damaged holy artifact, in this case an amulet (still worn under her clothes). A sturdy walking stick. A large waterskin and rucksack. A precious few, random scrolls. Blank parchment and a couple of quills. An empty ink bottle. Heavy layers of thick, protective clothing. A few edible things, such as dried fruit and nuts. 

[b]Goals:[/b] Build a new life, basically. Learn a skill and provide for herself and her community. Maybe start a school in the future, or at least a book club. 

[b]Other:[/b] Lilian has a slight limp in her right leg.[/hider]