My first roleplay on this site. Can't wait to get started!*

Name: 'Cryalis' Icehallow
Race: Human
Age: 22
Appearance: A slender human female. She has a dark blue (almost black) cape and dark hair, as well as a bow that has been ornately carved. She has a long, deep scar on the right side of her face.
Personality: Cryalis is rather detached from the rest of the world, and serves to be rather apathetic when it comes to unimportant things. But when something threatens something she cares about, she will not hesitate to confront it- with help or otherwise. Either way, she is deadly serious, and prefers the company of herself.
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Universe: Quelens (Original Universe)
Powers: Her cloak is enchanted with ice magic, and sends a cold shock to anyone who touches it without her express permission. She is also an extremely good marksman with a bow.
Magic: While not at all a wizard, she has a grasp of some ice spells, often using it to enchant her arrows and unleashing a gust of wind to push back and slow enemies.
Specialties: Archery, stealth, and hunting
Special weapons?: N/A
Strengths: Forest combat/evasion, foraging, hunting, marksmanship, field medicine, speed
Weaknesses: Relatively weak up close, head pains, social encounters
Bio: Cryalis came from the northern realms of her home, from a small village amongst the forest-shrouded mountains. The men would mine coal and iron, barely trading enough to keep scraping by. The young girl often tired of being treated as a weakling and useless, and, after her twelfth birthday, she had had enough. Taking her father's bow and quiver, she set out into the woods, changing her name to Cryalis to disguise herself from her wrathful father. She would spend weeks in the wilderness, barely surviving in the snowdrifts at first but then learning- learning how to perfect her aim, learning which plants were beneficial and which were harmful, learning how to harness the cold around her to her advantage. At first, she was barely keeping herself alive, but she learned quickly and, by the end of her second year, she was making numerous trips into her village, to warm up by the fire and have a proper meal, as well as to sell and barter her gains for merely more arrows and, on occasion, the spare bowstring. She even began to make ventures into nearby villages, eventually becoming a trader of sorts between the villages, offering her services to merchants to protect them on the road from bandits and animals.

Yet, when the aspiring necromancer Ulmein accidentally unleashed an entombed lich upon the world, it was Cryalis that tracked it, warning villages that it planned to raid ahead of time so that they would flee, deriving the sentient undead of much-needed sacrifices after centuries of wasting in a tomb. The lich would never be able to recall anything but the whisper of the wind and the shadows of the trees, but Cryalis was there almost all the time- until she was able to leak a message to a band of bounty hunters which, after an epic fight which involved several bloody deaths and more than a few arrows from the Northern Ranger, resulted in the destruction of the lich’s phylactery and the destruction of the lich itself.

After the damages had been repaired, she was lauded as a hero. Children would constantly flock towards her, begging her to teach them how to hunt and stalk unseen. She was content with this life for several months more, bringing up a small group of rangers just like her, who respected her but, eventually, set out on their own. She began to feel fenced into her new life and, thus, struck out on her own, trusting her students to protect her home, and quickly found herself south and east, in large cities that didn’t need trades but desperately needed men and women, proficient with defending themselves and others, and willing to give up large sums of gold to obtain them. Cryalis quickly adapted to this new style, where she is today.

I hope that this is good. I can't wait to get started!

*Please note the words 'on this site'.