Naevys was born in Laureh'lin to a single mother and a missing father ever since he left to join the aegisian champions in fighting the Undead hordes. Throughout her childhood Naevys lived a peaceful life spending most of her time in the forest exploring and practising with her bow when she wasn't forced to attend school. One fateful day however, she returned home to see her house destroyed during the fall of laurelin, the undead hords flooding her home seperating her mother and her. Wrecked by this accident, Naevvys proceeds to flee into the woods and avoid all contact with other beings. She left behind her best friends, Ardryll and Ecaeris, and her mother, and fled from reality. She spent her days in sorrow, but in relative peace, without anyone around her. She spends her days studying the creatures and plants of the forest and reading the few books she had brought with her on druidry.
One day, however, she gets overrun by a group of undead who have wandered a bit too far into the forest. Forced to leave her home, Naevys leaves the forest to find a new place to stay. She also feels curious about the whereabouts of her mother and her best friends, wishing to see them again someday.
Until then she'll discover the world and make new friends and allies along the way.
I look at the man with slight distrust. "I'm looking for a place to stay," I hesitantly tell him, not letting my guard down. Could I really trust this man? How do I know when someone is out to get me?
I look around at all the little boutiques and shops at the bazaar. This place is enormous! It's so different from the large trees and the grassy meadows that I'm used to. Will I really be able to find a home here? "Oh I know just the place then!" the man explains, walking to the corner. I follow him and he turns around to look at me. "If you walk down this road and take the second street on the left you'll find a wonderful establishment with most reasonable prizes," He says smiling at me. I hesitantly smile back at him, not seeing how he would gain anything from helping me. "Thank you," I reply, while giving him a nod and scurrying off into the direction he pointed me to. After looking around the bazaar one last time I walk into the street he referenced to me and see a little inn in the middle of the street. That looks like a good place to spend the night.

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