I'm Maybell and I'm 18. I'm a halfling. My parents abandoned me when I only a few months ad since then I've been raised by an elven woman outside a little town in the east. A few years a ago I left home due to a massive fallout over the fact i was meant to be one of the few remaining descendants of Malin, who was the father of elves in Aegis. This was big news and it was clear I wasn't ready to stand whatever role the world had thrown at me. When I was a kid I never was able to fit in as being raised around elf children wasn't easy. Nowadays nothings changed, scavenging for food, stealing priceless goods and sleeping under the sky hoping for the best.
