Ivette was born on a mild and quiet farm under the vassal protection of the The Princedom of Aegrothond upon the continent of Arcas. Under her elven lords and Aspectist neighbors she lived a peaceful beginning of her life tending to her family's simple needs. She became particularly close with animals and wary of travelers due to her relative isolation from other cultures and folks. This peace was quickly shaken when the Inferi began their invasion.
During the siege of Aegrothond, Ivette and her family fled north away from the demons and took refuge in the Holy Orenian Empire. They remained there with other stragglers from the invasion until the last days of Arcas. Now in the second age, having arrived safely in the continent of Almaris, she seeks to make the long journey home, hoping to reunite with her people. Ivette has been traumatized by the demonic invasion she survived and has become blunt and sometimes crude because of the hardships she faced. The stress of the times made her and her family desperate at times for stability and hope which led them towards a more dark and esoteric path; they have since become devout worshipers of Knox as a figure of protection and fortune. She now heads towards the established halfling town and likely the nearby city of Elvennesse.
Ivette looked up at the man, lifting her hat higher up her forehead. She would feign a big toothy smile and outstretch her right arm to shake hands with him. "Why hello there, I'm here with the same hope as any other, see wondrous sights, go grab some delicious grub and find a bed for tonight. You part of the welcome committee or just ask everyone who hops off the boats that dock here?" She said, her eyes narrowing towards her last words, smiling still.
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