About me,
I'm an 18 year old girl with long blackhair, big blue eyes, not very tall and specialized in fighting with daggers, going stealth, and stealing. I've always led my village with honor and dignity since i became 16, untill i lost my family and the village when the centaurs attacked us last year. Only i was able to escape and i wandered alone in the woods since that disaster. untill i met Aralon there, an 20 year old guy, short black hair, green eyes and really tall specialized in the same things as me, he told me that exactly the same happened to him. we became great friends and together we decided to complete our task: try to stay alive and warn the people from other villages, but we added a little extra to it, make an end to peoples suffering ourselves. and thats exactly what we were doing, being hunted by centaurs and trying to stay alive. the centaurs didnt see us as a threat in the beginning, and that was their worst mistake ever.
we are known as the deathly shadows and we will make them regret..
My name is Ammaria, and this? this is my story...
