Ylva Viathas, a young Adunian girl born in Alduun. The Viathas were not rich but lived a simple life, she stayed with her mother, father and her two brothers. Ylva was born in a strict environment that mainly focused on her possible duties as a woman and her culture. She adored the old festivals and sometimes caught singing the songs the bowie tribes used to sing since her family was originated from one. She searched libraries and books to learn about it further. Sooner or later she left home without her parents knowing before she turned 20 to explore. The woman walked around countless forest and more. she adores plain... empty books, she filled them to the brim with history she has learned, plants and sketches of animals and people. She is fascinated by others usually a quiet type but tends to let her mind run with questions of others. by the time she reached 20 she came back home to her parents who caught an illness and her brothers who wandered off to start their own life. She cared for the two till their passing. She didn't know what to do with her life after that, but she did just like she did before, carrying on with her studies and allowing her curiosity to fill to the brim.
The traveller has just arrived in a small town. As they look around, their gaze is met with run down houses and shops. They duck into one of the shacks, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the small room, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town?" She begins, then pauses to study their face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a chair, “Where do you come from? What do you hope to make of yourself?”
Ylva eyes beamed with curiousity at the candles before turning her gaze to the old woman. Taking a small step forward holding the book closely, she took heed of her word and sat down. She looked around for a moment before looking at the woman "I am Ylva.. I come from the city Aldunn. I hope to become a writer and a artist." She spoke low enough for only the woman to hear. She wanted to draw the woman so badly, the wrinkles the ugly ol' mole she carried, the intense moment they are having. "I am here to explore and learn new things to expand my mind of the world and how it works, I just so happen to come across this place" Ylva gestured her hand to the place, her eyes couldn't keep still, she adored it. She tapped her flats against the ground filling the silence with her shoe taps while she awaited the womans response.
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