With each gust of wind bringing a crisp chill upon her exposed flesh, she decided that she had rested long enough and that it was time to begin moving onward. Stepping off of the stone platform which she had sat upon, her bare foot touched the snow covered ground below with a crunch against the icey surface.

Though her newly acquired freedom brought her joy, she knew that it might not last much longer in these conditions. Despite the severity of what she had just escaped, the harsh weather could make anyone fall to it's cold embrace.

With several more steps, she found herself becoming weak. Perhaps it was too late. It was as if the blood in her veins were starting to turn to slush and what little energy she had left was escaping her.

However, she soon caught a glimpse of something in the distance which sparked hope inside her. A caravan moved along a nearby road, making it's way to the South. With a groan of pain, she forced herself forward; propelled by the realization that this may be her last chance.

After covering some distance, she caught up with the caravan and flagged it's driver down. He stopped, giving a disgruntled groan before pushing himself out of his seat and making his way to ground level in order to berate the stranger who slowed his journey.

The snow obscured his vision, giving him no guess as to who this figure who stood out in the white landscape might be. As he got closer, he found himself staring down a dark woman; clad in ragged cloth. Shackles on her wrists and ankles.

Upon further inspection, he noted that this was no normal woman. Her red eyes stare back at him with a look of anger and her white hair moved by the slightest wind.

"Drow!", He shouted as he spun on his heel; rushing back to the caravan in order to grab his crossbow. He had only taken three steps before he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck... and suddenly, darkness.

The Drow grinned, pulling the jagged piece of metal out of the man's neck and cusping the cold steel in her hands.

"The name is Alybryn", She said.

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Born into a powerful House, Alybryn was raised expecting a glamorous lifestyle and satisfying existince. However, a rival family soon decided to challenge her own. It started with assasinations of those within hers, slowly coming to public battles and eventually the fall of her House. Deciding that her death would be too simple, her enemies sent her off to the slave markets.

After exchanging several owners, Alybryn eventually found herself belonging to an odd mage; one who often travelled to the surface. Luckily for her, the mage was in need of servants to accompany him. On one of these trips, highwaymen attacked the mage, and Alybryn used this as a distraction for her escape.

The mage defeated the bandits and figured the deadly terrain and harsh weather would kill off Alybryn. Besides, the mage had much more important work to do than chase after one escaped slave.

Of course, Alybryn had not only escaped but found her way to safety. After she regained her strength, the escaped slave vowed that not only would she track down and kill the mage that had previously owned her, but she would do the same for all of her previous slave masters. Then, she would seek vengeance on those who threw her from her destiny.
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Standing at 5'5", and weighing little over one hundred and ten pounds; this Drow's lean body and small frame lack the muscle of a warrior. How ever, her body is fit and her legs strong; more accustomed to dexteritous work.

Hair that is white as snow heavily contrasts with dark black skin and equally dark red eyes. Aside from scars on her wrists, ankles, and a few sword nicks on her body; the Drow's skin is smooth.

Several rings adorn her left ear, although the right remains untouched. Two piercings rest on her lower snake bitten lip, golden rings sitting on either side.

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Though she is of cold nature and the reputation of her people dark; Alybryn is far from evil. Instead, one might consider her to be an opportunist. She will do what it takes to benefit herself, willing to do deeds both good and bad in order to accomplish this. However, this doesn't mean that she would go out of her way to plot the downfall of those who do not concern her.

If saving a life meant not getting paid, she would rather go for the gold. If she knows she can provide assistance to someone (especially if there is a reward involved), she would probably do it. She has no strict moral code to which she abides.

Perhaps someone could convince her to lead more toward one side or the other. That might not seem very possible at most times, how ever, as Alybryn is unlikely to concern herself with others enough to develop a friendship to begin with.

Still, she has emotions, strengths, and weaknesses. Some people may appeal to her more than others. Even if it is unlikely.

In any case, those following a more 'unhealthy' lifestyle would be more likely to provoke her. She finds comfort in a free enviroment.

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Green: Almost anything.

Yellow: Females.

Red: Gore, Rape