Lilith was born and raised on the outskirts of Siramenor by a wood elven painter and a hunter who were an unlikely pair but did their best to raise Lilith and her young brother Hagred. Growing up, she was known to be short tempered and often got into fights with other children or with her brother. Often though she would get into fights with other children protecting her brother since he was only 4’5”, a good foot shorter than her.
When she became old enough, her father took her hunting with him and that first day they didn’t return back home with very much. Lilith was anxious and impatient to catch a prey and would accidentally scare away the prey before they could be caught. Over time, Lilith has grown to be quite the hunter and has barely surpassed her father in skills. Her mother did try to teach Lilith how to paint but every painting Lilith made turned more into a swirl of colors which looked crude next to her mother’s beautiful paintings of landscapes and even stories that her mother would tell Lilith and Hagred. Hagred became a fantastic artist with his mother's mentoring as Lilith became a very successful hunter under the mentoring of her father. Now that she has grown into adulthood, she has more patience than she did as a child but that patience is saved more for her hunting and she still gets into petty fights with people from time to time.
Due to her time hunting, she’s grown a deep passion for protecting nature and keeping the area that she’s in in balance. Because of this passion for protecting nature, she wants to learn more about the Ichor Way so she can be more in touch with her scenarios. When she crosses humans, she often gets in fights with them over their destructive behavior and she’s been accused of being short tempered, though she won’t admit to it. Now Lilith’s exploring the regions, eager to learn more about the world she lives in and find her place in the world.
I give the man a warm smile as I put my hood off my head so my face can be seen clearly. “I’m only looking for whatever fate has determined for me. Have a good day,” I say, flicking my hood back onto my head and slipping into the crowd. If the man tried to look for me again in the crowd, he would not find me. I have completely blended into the bustle and commotion of the bazaar.
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