Deama was born and raised in the high elf city of Haelun’or shes always loved the decor around it. When her father was around at a young age, she'd go with him to different cities. As she grew older she would stay in the walls more. Doing this made her all the more fearful. Not of the people inside, they were fine as they needed to get through the guards gate. What was out side. She would keep to herself in the walls. It was much safer than the threats lurking beyond the city walls. Because of this she grew closer to her mother who she drifted at a young age because of the adventures. Now a days she would bake bread and cookies with her mother. Shes grown close to her mother as her father has gone on adventures to help them with food and money supply. She hopes to open a bakery with her mother to help fund her family and get a good reputation around the world.
“Ah, thank you. I am merely visiting my ill Uncle. He needs as much medical assistance as possible.. Please, I must take my leave.” Deama would then quickly hurry off, picking up some medicinal herbs on her way.
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