Abigail was born to Aria and Benjamin in a small but steady home in a small wood near The crown of Elfvinees.
She grew up in a practically normal childhood with a brother named Judea.
Abigail was the wanderer in the family. She never followed the rules quite well enough and always worried Aria, her mother, when she would go on small adventures. She was always looking for “King’s Ivy”
She became very good at woodcarving and traveling.
At the age of fifteen her mother became ill and died while she had wandered off for another trip without telling anyone where she had gone. She came home to hear the news that Aria had passed away. Her father was distraught and Abigail put the blame on herself.
She finally changed her ways, though she never stopped being curious about the world around her.
She continued to carve wood, read books, and climb trees, and wished to make her mother proud as she carried on with life.
Recently, she said goodbye to her father and traveled away to find a new life and a place where people will accept her. She shall return sometime to see her father.
I have moderately role played, but not on a large scale.
I avoided the question at first, but said.
“I’m just looking for a place to be accepted. To elevate my place in society.”
I said my words clumsily, but I smiled and quickly walked away.