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The Forest Mother

Name: Elizabeth "Eliza" Arbors
Age: 705 years old 
Class: Druid
Race: Firbolg

Description: Golden ombre hair, honey hazel eyes, tan/pale fur. Wears golden flowers and wheat stalks in her hair, a simple white top with a leather tunic over it, a simple knee-length green skirt with light yellow filigree of leaves and branches around the rim, and a small copper wire circlet that symbolized her position in her small forest tribe.


Backstory: Since Eliza was a young girl, she knew that her position in the world was to defend the forest, the Tallow Tale forest, that gave her small tribe life. She found peace and joy in the small clearings near her home, picking flowers and berries from the bushes that surrounded them. Her tribe never celebrated traditional birthdays but measured their life spans in the numbers of winters they managed to survive in the tribe, so her estimated age is roughly 705 years old.

Eliza was one of the village's elders, serving on a council of high elders when the people she grew up with left the tribe as warriors or healers in the name of the tribal god, Naya'li. Elizabeth did have a husband named Sir Oswald Arbors, and three children, named Leila, Parsival, and Artemis. She was a very caring wife and mother, supporting all her children in whatever they want to do. Leila took after Eliza, learning the ways of druidism, but her calling lead her to be more feral and wild, taking Leila into the lunar circle.
Parsival was martially adept, sure, but the boy could play the panflute like it was nobody's business (with the help of his wonderful mother, of course). When a group of incredibly young adventurers got lost in the forests and stumbled across their small village, Parsival stood up and joined their party as not only a wilderness guide but also an inspiring musician.
And then there was young Artemis. She found her way learning through the psalms of the tribal god Naya'li, and she was granted powers to heal those she cared about (Perhaps through Naya'li, or perhaps through someone else?). She was also taught how to harm those who would dare to break her trust. Artemis, at the young age of 200, set off on her way to spread the knowledge and wisdom she had gained throughout the world.
For many years, the twilight moon clan lived peacefully in their homelands, but one day they were approached by a few dwarvish businessmen in their noble attire who "asked" them to leave their home for the construction of a new "trade" city. When the clan refused, the noblemen set fire to their forest, forcing them to either flee or stay and die for their homeland. Elizabeth, in a panicked hurry, sent messengers to find her children, leaving them all with the same information:

" To my dearest children,
Our home has been attacked by those who oppose our ways of life. By the time you read this, I will either have died or been captured while trying to protect what little of our home remains. Promise to find each other, and mourn not my loss, but the loss of your childhood home, which stands in ashes. Do not stand at my ashy grave and weep, but expose evils of those who corrupt our lands and invalidate our ways of life as ways that they may follow. Know, deep in your hearts, that your father and I love you very much, more than the sun kisses the leaves in the trees. Stay safe, stay strong, stay loved.
- Your loving mother."

Elizabeth did all she could to protect her home, but in the end, she wound up succumbing to burns and falling onto the brink of life and death. When she awoke, Elizabeth was in the infirmary of a Dwarven underground prison, bloodied, bandaged, and still badly burned. When it was noted that she was awake, they removed her from the infirmary and threw her into a cell made entirely of rock and stone. Knowing she was a druid, they kept her there, only allowing her to go outside and see the sun once a month for enough time to keep herself healthy. She withered away progressively over time, feeling as though she lost everything, and was on the brink of suicide.She was on the verge of losing it, but one day, she was greeted at her cell door, not by a dwarvish guard, but someone smaller, kind of lizardlike in nature. A small kobold, who couldn't have been any taller than 3'4" tall, opened her cell door and slipped in. His name was Kraz, and he was part of a small team who was breaking people out of the prison in small groups. He and another group lead her through a set of tunnels (clearly built for people smaller than her), and for the first time in a long time, she set her feet on the ground, feeling the sun on her face. She held herself in the sun and reseeded (pun fully intended) her relationship with the lands around her. She has been traveling cities ever since and has stepped into a school, seeking to learn more ways to help regrow her home.