Note: This is a fantasy setting! You can choose to be human or anything else, be creative!

Name: Wasn't really ever born with one. But they like the sound of "Tivona".

Age: At least a couple hundreds, or "thousands" as they claim to be.

Gender: Typically goes by They/Them; but will respond and answer to any pronoun.

Appearance: Sometimes seems to be taller or shorter depending.

Personality: Easily amused, sort of hard to get on their nerves. Surprisingly laid back, they are very picky in opinions though. Slightly socially akward and sometimes says the weirdest things, not knowing better. Mysterious at times, and a bit quiet as they're more on the observing side of personality. They love stories though, and will listen to a person talk as much as they would like to.

Backstory: They aren't entirely sure. They were "born", waking up fully grown and with full conscious, knowing what their purpose was, but never really knowing why said purpose was passed to them. They have plenty of stories to tell about their time protecting their home and history they've seen from the shadows though.

Scene 1:

You came to the woods with books and the hopes that everything would be peaceful. Maybe you were running to escape a situation for a few hours, maybe you just wanted to try and find a new happy place, only you know.

Unfortunately you hadn't realized you stepped on some pretty important piece of land, protected and loved by all the creatures of the forest.

As you settled down and opened a book you had brought with you, you tossed a rock at a random tree to get it out of your way and then focused your eyes to your book.

You saw something move from the edge of your vision, and the rock hit your books cover noisily, quickly looking up to only see trees in front of you. One was.. a little oddly shaped though, you did note.

But other then that, it seemed no one was around who could have thrown this rock back..

You...

Scene 2:

Make one :)