Name: Nira Leafheart

Age: 18?

she/her

Species/Race: Fox anthro or vulpin if we go by DnD

Class/Role: Ranger

Magic: Healing & animal/natural magic

Preferred weapons: Favors bow, but for up close combat, she likes a quarterstaff

Alignment: Chaotic/neutral good

Personality: Fairly hospitable, always willing to help others, and always willing to protect friends. especially if it pays decent coin. Although...she isn't really one for cities or dealing with people. She's a little bit awkward....and is hard to earn full trust from. She'll always be keeping an eye on most people, just in case. Though she generally does alright with helping others. Generally, she'd far prefer to be out hunting with an animal companion... learning everything from nature, as she is a quick learner. Above all, she values protection of the innocent...

Likes: Wildlife, animals, quiet starry nights, hunting, reading, learning, berries, garlic bread, and any good meal, the color blue, misty mornings, along with sometimes storms

Dislikes: Cities. Bright light. Liars. Any authority figures. Those who destroy her lands.... And cinnamon. To her, cinnamon on anything is a crime.

Other facts:

Backstory:

People like Nira weren't the most liked. She was seen only as a sly fox, a thief, not a clever kid who just wanted a future. People in the cities rejected her... She was betrayed a few times after falling in with the wrong people. It led down a darker path, and she couldn't trust any longer...So of course she left the city, and took to the woods. From there she learned to handle herself on her own in the soon to be familiar forest, learning the natural old ways. Although she did still need to stop in an occasional town for supplies and picked up a job here and there to earn a little more money. Hence how she ended up in the next small town, where perhaps there was more to be seen, more jobs to be completed, ones unlike others.