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Lief, The Grieving Archer

Drew

Villager
Name: Lief Malet

Nickname/Alias: Drsc1
Age: 18
Gender: Male

Race:
Height:5'11
Weight: 146 pounds
Hair: Light Blonde
Eyes: Electric Green
Skin: White
Identifying Marks: Electric green eyes, Tall
Appearance: A tall mysterious teenager seemingly alone

The dewy grass felt good against my hot body as a dove down into the meadow. I laid my bow and arrows down beside me, and I flipped over and looked up at the stars. The stars weren't there, though. Only a gray haze. Things started to click in my mind as I smelled the fire, and saw the smoke coming from our side of the forest. I grabbed my bow and arrow and sprinted towards the smoke. Dodging branches and jumping over logs I raced as fast as I could towards our hut. When I broke through the forest, the hut was gone. All that was left was ashes.

That was 2 years ago. Now I have run away, and started a new life.
Using my bow and arrow I have been able to keep alive in the wild, but now I realize I must come to the city and face my family's killers.
I will get revenge.
 
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