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Dawn’s focus is pulled as a tooth landed neatly in her lap. She’d only just returned from her quick mission to gather more herbs— there never was enough yarrow or myrtle. A sigh escaped her before she gently picked up the tooth, studying it curiously. A wolf’s tooth. She tucked that away too. One could never know when an animal tooth would be necessary. 

She glanced at Avarice, her gaze skipping over the viscera and gore that dripped from her person. White blood mixed with red, but her gaze focused on the other tiefling’s wound. “Did you need a wrap for that bite?”

only once the adrenaline wears off and their motley party is roaming about their camp does avarice notice the jagged lines of wolf bites on her arm. her blood, pearlescent, white, and gleaming in the firelight, drips steadily on her boots where it mingles with the dark red viscera of the wolves she gored earlier. there’s a tooth sticking out of the deeper part of the wound, and she pries it out with a grimace before tossing it at the person nearest to her. 

“here, catch!” 

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The Herbalist

the dark has always frightened you, so you keep a lantern with you at all times. it isn’t the dark necessarily that scares you. it’s what is inside of the dark. that’s what you find terrifying. you seek out the good. the light. but still, you find yourself in darkness. always darkness.

* ⚔️ — ( anya chalotra, cis female, she/her, the herbalist ) — i see you’ve finally made it to hillford. we’re recording the comin’s and goin’s of all sort of folk. let’s see your name is… [ DAWN GRISWOLD ]. you’re… [ 25 YEARS ] old. race is… i’m assuming [ TIEFLING ]? sorry. and you are a [ DRUID ], judgin’ by your weapons. good. head on in. general’s waitin’.

Basics:

Name: Dawn Griswold Age: Twenty-five Class: Druid Gender: Cisfemale Pronouns: She/her Skeleton: The Herbalist

Story:

She did not know her parents. If she did, she might've been able to ask why she'd been born a tiefling. She grew up in an orphanage at the edge of town, ostracized by her peers for being other. She spent many days in the woods, losing herself in the safety of the trees and the birds and woodland creatures. Other times she disappeared to the seas, or the rivers. Nature may not be kind, but it is beautiful and powerful and it did not sneer at her.

The darkness haunted her. As a child, she'd had nightmares of demons whispering in her ear, and the taunting hisses of her roommates did not help. They delighted in reminding her that she was an unnatural demon-spawn, and that she belongs to the monsters of the darkness. They'd tell her stories before she went to bed, of how the demons would wait for her to sleep, so that they could bring her back to where she belonged: the nine-hells. And so, she grew to fear the dark. Her dark-vision meant that she could see in the dark, but in the dark, the world turned colorless, and that haunted her too.

The day she turned 18, she woke up at dawn, packed her bags, and left, silent as a mouse. She didn't know where to go, but she had finally started to come into her own as a druid, and she knew she wasn't welcome where she was. She chose the name 'Dawn' for that morning, and for all the mornings that have yet to come, all the sunrises that forever chase away the darkness.

She made money for a while by traveling around, experimenting and selling potions, while practicing and honing her skills where no one can see. However, a part of her feels like she has something to prove, that her ancestors mistakes will not shape her destiny. She may be a tiefling, but she will not be what people expect her to be. She traveled, met druids who were willing to teach her, and helped where she could, when she could. That's why she answered this call for adventurers. She wants to do the right thing, and if this war continues, there may very well be no more dawns. She is suspicious, afraid that no matter what happens, this weapon will be in the wrong hands— but she also does not want to see the Emperor of Grell continue his crusade.

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