Name: Avalon Last name is unknown to anyone....
Alias: Alva; Alva the Swift
Avalon often goes by the name Alva rather then her actual name. When she meets a new person, she will introduce herself as Alva, and if she grows to trust you, and that means true honest trust, she will tell you her actual name.
Weight:
Height: 5'10
Race: Elf
Gender: Female
Wolf/Worg: Adolpha-Female. The wolf is Avalon's only companion. Aldolpha seems to be entirely misty white upon first glance, but her paws and the tip of her tail are both midnight black. Her sharp claws are hidden beneath the black fur on her paws and they are her only other defense, other then her sharp pearl white teeth. Over the years Adolpha and Avalon have grown very close, due to Adolpha's ability to contact Avalon through the mind. Avalon found the worg when she was nothing more then a pup, wandering through the forest, she had a broken paw and was found limping through the forest, abandoned. Avalon took care of her and thats when Adolpha's ability came into show. The worg now stands at four and a half feet in height and is eight feet in length, at about a year of age. Adolpha is a playful pup. She loves almost everyone. Unless you propose danger to, or if Avalon was faced in a fight, then Adolpha would be right along side the elf. Adolpha has never trusted males, when ever a male was placed in front of her of Avalon, she would flip and begin to propose danger to them.
Equipment: Avalon owns a quiver, filled with arrows along with a bow that was made from wood from an oak. Her quiver is hand woven from thin strips of bark taken conservatively from a tall oak tree in the forest. She also carries a bag which holds all of her crafting materials, with a small pocket knife used to skin the bark off of trees, or gather a large amount of plants. Avalon also wears gauntlet on her right wrist that was made by hand from leather. A phoenix feather is attached to the gauntlet the gauntlet; held on by a single hair from a Griffin, held onto the quill are three porcupine needles that were dyed blue, Green, and a darker green, by hand from the petals from different plants. The first is a pale blue, followed by a forest green followed by a dark blue.
Abilities
-Advanced archery
-Advanced magical healing
-Advanced herbalism
-Advanced crafting skills
-Moderate empathy with animals
=Moderate enchanting skills
Personality: Avalon is a very independent girl, she is slightly on the cocky side when it comes to being protected. She doesn't like to admit when she needs help. She had grown her entire life protecting others, and taking care of her mother. She did all the hunting after her father passed on.
Appearance: I need that pic to place here, I'll elaborate afterwards...
History: When Avalon was younger, she often went to different crafting classes as a hobby. As her life progressed, her mother and father had grown old and weary, and one night while her father was out hunting, a plague hit the village. Avalon's mother caught it quickly and became seriously ill. A few days later a messenger came to the house with somber news, Avalon's father had been killed in a hunting accident. After that Avalon began to arch, to supply for her family. She quickly caught on to the use of the bow and stood along side the archer. Working along side the other archers she began to call herself Alva, rather then Avalon, it rolled off her tongue quickly and no one really needed to know her real name. Learning to move swiftly with the arrows, she earned herself the alias, Alva the Swift.
Her mother passed away three months later after bearing a tremendous fight. Avalon then fled the village she Grew up in, escaping her pain and leaving her memories, all in search of peace.
Throughout her journey in the forest, Avalon eventually ran into a wolf pup while wandering through the woods. The small misty white pup had been abandoned with a broken paw. She nursed the small pup back to health, and that was when the pup showed her true ability. It was a foggy morning and the pup had gone frolicking in the woods while Avalon was sleeping. A bunch of male fighters were hiding in the woods, behind trees and bushes, ready to ambush the girl. Avalon had been awakened by a sharp jolt in her head and the words, 'Run... Now, run." rang through her mind. Clutching her bow she got up and tossed
her quiver on her back. The pup met up with her outside the next village, telling Avalon that she 'was safe'.
The pair now travel together everywhere,
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