Layne

[Layne]

Age:23
Birthdate: Winter 496AV
Height: 5"4
Hair: Platinum blond, short
Eyes: Violet

History
She never remembered anything before Sunberth. Why was she there? What would she do when she came inside the town? As she woke from the tiny enclosure just outside Sunberth many questions such as these entered her mind. And her name. What was her name? Her memory was completely gone merely wisps in the fog of her mind.
She stood slowly realising the faint bruises that covered her skin. Rubbing herself gently to remove any loose debris on her person, she looked around for any clue to her situation. Anything. A signiture? A book she signed for? Anything at all.
Luck was on her side. Upon searching her soroundings she takes out a letter and a pouch within a bag hidden conveniently in a crevice. The pouch contained coins enough maybe to at least rent a room. She thought dilligently for the current room rates around the area however her quest was in vain.
But it was reading the letter that brought clarity. The letter was simple of only a couple of simple sentences on the thin paper- 'I thought I knew what was real and what wasn't by simply opening my mind- how foolish I am! It's all down to you now old friend. Goodbye forever Layne!'

Finally a name. She looks at the city gates from the opening and realises that the quest for truth can only be persued through them.


Character Concept
Personality: Shy yet friendly; Inquisitive
Ethics: Subjective
Likes: Philosophy, being alone with her thoughts, friendly people
Dislikes: Roudy people, Rude people, fighting

Skills
Philosophy:20 (20 starting)
Fortune telling:10 (10 Racial perk)
Investigation: 10 (10 starting)
Rhetoric: 15 (15 starting)
Writing: 5 (5 starting)

Lore
Lore of Konti philosophy
Lore of knowing and reciting legends and tales

Inventory
Travelling clothes
Toiletries
Backpack
LEtter to herself

Ledger
600 starting Mizas