Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140421012810/@comment-11457306-20140421031256

''They had taken her boots and her weapons and turned her loose in the woods with almost no head start. Fear gave her feet wings and she took off, ignoring the branches and thorns which tore at her hair, clothing and skin. She leaped and twisted, not worrying over leaving a trail at first, then when she felt she had gained enough lead she leaped for a tree limb overhead, pulling herself up into the branches.''

''Apparently at least one of them was already in the trees. An arrow thunked into the tree trunk right beside her hand. She leaped back to the ground and kept going, feeling panic beginning to build. They were some of the elite warriors of the clan—she could not hope to elude them for long.''

''Finally, tiring, she her right leg gave out underneath her and she fell, rolling. She came to her feet   but the Tsillah warriors had surrounded her. She stared in shock and fear as one of them lifted his bow and shot her in the chest. Two more arrows were sunk deep into her, one in her abdomen and one in her neck. She fell   to her knees, then sideways, her eyes rolling back into her head as darkness took her.''

''Dania woke with a start, trying to sit up and cracking her head on the hollow tree trunk in which she had made her bed. She lay flat again, gasping, trying to still her heart and her breathing. Another damn nightmare! Was she doomed to re-live her desperate escape from her own people forever? ''

''This time, she let the tears come. ''

Dania

In human terms she's the equivalent of 28. Wood Elf. Slender, a bit on the mal-nourished side right now, 5' 7".  Auburn Hair, Green Eyes.

High Sneak, Acrobat, Archery, Persuasion, Speech, needs training in lockpicking and pickpocketing, but she has potential.

She can use a bow and a katana as well as daggers but she is weaponless currently, except for a dagger she stole from a farm house she looted as she made her way across Tamriel from Valenwood to Skyrim. She's wearing breeches, ragged merchant boots and a loose peasant tunic with a baggy jerkin belted over it. She's a sorry sight.

Picture to come.