Auntea

You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”

((How do you respond?))

Uelibloom pinched the shredded tarp of the tent's entrance as she stepped through, pausing as the elder spoke to her.  She offered a shy, toothy smile, chuckling through her response.  "I think you've got the wrong gal, ma'am."  

((Her backstory.)) 

Uelibloom Memoras is a rowdy child from the rural town of Onvental, a place tucked far away in the mountain ranges of Norland, born from Amorada and Olkvance Memoras.   She grew up in a household that deeply values pulling your weight, but being merciful to those who cannot.  Uelibloom practiced those values where she could, mostly during her exploration with education.   Her parents were supportive, but slightly puzzled by their daughter's desires to make intricate accessories.  Her grand uncle, Scoria Memoras, would visit her family now and then.  He often brought her trinkets and gizmos from his distant and ever-changing homestead, and usually she would turn said trinkets into treasures.  Dismantling the dismantlable, twisting the pliable metals around glittering stones, and gifting her pieces to people of importance to her.   The months following her eighteenth birthday, Uelibloom resolved to pursue the path of a jeweler, departing from her hometown with a myriad of dreams and goals to accomplish.