Name: Ophelia Darzira

*Nickname(s): N/A

Age: 100

Gender: Female

Looks (pictures are allowed, but no anime please):

*Species: Half-Elf / Fighter

*Powers/abilities: Hand-to-hand combat, longbow/archery, crossbow, shortsword, Darkvision, fey ancestry, immune to magical sleep, can't be charmed

Personality: Strong, confident, natural leader, intelligent, wise beyond her years, stubborn, loyal to the core, protective of those she cares about, maybe a little too headstrong

Sexuality: Lesbian

*Clothing style/outfit:

(Sword instead of dagger\/)

*Tattoos: N/A

*Piercings: N/A

*Scars: A few scattered

Height: 5'10"

Weight: 120 lb

Likes: Fighting, adventure, armor, archery, her shortsword, women, coffee (usually with honey), horses, victory

Dislikes: Long travels, too many questions about her past, open stares, being poor

History/Quick backstory: Ophelia has quite the tragic backstory. Born into poverty she lost her father at a young age. Sickness took him, something they didn't have the coins to afford. But he had been a great soldier once. And the stories he did tell her, filled her with the drive to become a soldier as well. She wanted to follow in his footsteps. It was a lot of hard work and dedication but eventually she made it, a name for herself. Just like her father had once. Her mother passed away shortly after she was done with training. Perhaps a broken heart, perhaps the same sickness that claimed her father. No one knows what happened. And so Ophelia lives on her own, trying to make ends meet for herself.

*Family: N/A

*Pet(s): N/A

*Medical conditions: N/A

*Physical disabilities: N/A

*Allergies: N/A

Talents: N/A

Flaws: Stubborn, takes a long time to earn her trust (but once she trusts you it's unbreakable), maybe a little headstrong

Fears: Not being good enough, watching her friends/allies die and being unable to save/protect them

*Grade: N/A

*Occupation: Fighter/Adventurer for hire

*Other:

Scenario 1:

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Scenario 2:

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