Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20180719013139/@comment-34818102-20180721195525

Her eyes lit up at the chance to talk about herself to another person, even if she was in a jail cell.

"While I Can't recall my name as a weak villager i do remember my vocation whilst I was a foe of my glorious master. I was the town blacksmith, one of the greatest in all of The Yellow Marshes! In fact, most of the blades that cut down my kin are made by me. Though I am glad that I had not out flame enchantments upon them, lest my kin be killed in a terrible blaze..." She shuddered at the thought of it. "I had one day been out helping my dear friend, a Medusa named Lisa, forage for food near the Wood. She led me deeper and deeper into the forest, until she revealed her true nature as a servant of my Master. In my foolishness i attempted to cut her down, but I had no weapon, and she coiled tightly around me, before bringing me to a Heart Tree and feeding me it's glorious fruit. I fell unconscious, and the rest is history. "