[Lyf]

Lyf was a strong, independent young woman and she had always known what she wanted, from the moment she was born, Jade and Kaeldra had come and gone to this cave, each praying before the ruins of there past, almost hidden in the mountainside, she had even come up with the idea of rebuilding the city, but that wouldnt be good enough, it never would.

She had changed during her time here, she was obsessed with her past, and the chill of the mountains made her deathly pale, white blonde hair to white, the only color she had where her hazelnut eyes, forever looking at the outside world.

She was hidden from the world, scared inside. She would never be fully accepted, praying to a being other then Xanth. She loved the deity and prayed for her as well, but her own gods had to be prayed to as well, the souls of those who used to live here that died in the fire that decended upon them without warning, and Lyf had stood in the middle of it, staring at all the carnage and crying in pain and terror as the flames grew, her entire home lay almost charred to ash before her eyes with her parents inside it, her family was gone and there was nothing she could do about it, and so, the strong determined woman was reducced to a sobbing heap on floor in a matter of moments, wails ringing around the cave.

(OOC: PM me to start a plot.)