Hodgeling

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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?))

Eshe flicked her shortbow by its string and pulled it over her shoulder with a shrug. Hesitantly, she pushed through the fabric entrance of the tent and narrowed her eyes at the old hag as she spoke. "So it's true what they say about you." she began, and then lowered herself to one knee, studying the woman. "Much has changed since the last time you saw me."

"It was tough growing up on the road. My father and his company were a hardy folk, and they must have passed some of that on to me - or I would likely not be here," Eshe said.

"I did my part. Hunting small game. When the company departed for battle, I would sit on the watchtower at camp and wait for their return. That's when I saw you... on the fringes of the forest."

"Years have passed and my father... crippled in battle. He's become a bitter man. I want to restore his honor. Our name. I'll fight the battles that he can no longer stand to lead. Whatever the cost," Eshe said, lifting her chin and taking in a long, deep breath.

Backstory Summary:

Eshe Eaves grew up commonborn, thrust back into the arms of her father when she turned three. Her father was a stoic and loyal man, who lead his company across the realm seeking elevation from his station. He, who was a large and imposing man, was very different in stature to Eshe. But by their personalities, they were much alike. Eshe was a reserved and quiet person, often preferring to speak only when she had something important to say. Her logic and intelligence guided her actions, but she was deeply motivated by her loyalty to her family and the admiration she had for her fathers cause.

She spent her childhood raised by sellswords and bannermen of her fathers company. Like other children in the troop, she would hunt small game and set snares. In her spare time, Eshe found herself drawn to climbing the watchtowers and wagons to take pot-shots with her bow at squirrels and pigeons perched nearby.

As she grew older, she took to idolizing those around her, improving on her archery skills and participating in training wherever possible. When her father returned from battle terribly injured, that fire within her only built higher. She now aspires to follow in her fathers footsteps, to restore his honor, and lift herself to a higher station through military service.

Additional Physical Details:

Eshe is slightly shorter than average but has broad shoulders from her years practicing with the bow. She has dark brown hair, almost black, which she keeps tied in a loose braid hanging down her back. She has a quiet, boyish demeanor, lacking of much tradition and taking on from those she was raised by. Her eyes are a greenish blue colour. Eshe's face is round and boyish with a small nose and thin lips. She has a constant idle frown, often mistaken for disinterest.

She tends to wear layered leather garb best suited for travel on the road. Her family sigil is a woodland grouse, which she has embroidered on the gambesons she wears. She normally carries a simple shortbow and quiver slung on her back, and a simple knife on her belt.