Rysha was born to a happy family with only one other child who had already left the home before Rysha was born. Both parents living to see Rysha grow into the Semi-tomboyish looking Elf she is now. Though, when it came to leave Arcas for Almaris, neither parent was seen from again. They may have gotten on a boat, but they never appeared. So she lived in the Seaside state of The Isles of Almenor. Training herself to fight, both barehanded and with a blade, as shoddy and crude as she is now. Shes lived a quiet life until a bit past adulthood, finally beginning to work towards her plans of upholding authority.
Rysha, dressed somewhat casually looks at the man with a nod and a slight smile. "The latter. I seek to build myself up, become known for my work. The other two will likely come with the job anyways." she spoke with confidence and held herself in high regard. "Might not even take long, if I play my cards right. Though, I'd likely have to get the lay of the land around here.. hope my coin is good here." she forgot about that possibility. Muttering something to herself, before nodding.
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