the feral one

once life was a beautiful swirl of violence and chaos. a time when there was purpose, drive, an orderly way of things. a voice that called to us, that sang to our woes, to our joy, to our lives. now, there is silence, deafening bleak silence. was death too much to ask for? what purpose does a life serve without the wood and word?

story

once a scout and infiltrator, tofa was a deadly force with knives and small arms. she was the first to cross enemy lines when their picked exile to destroy their enemy. and one of the last to leave, and not by choice. as the last hours of the battle raged on, part of the facility had collapsed on her devastating the right side of her body. content to die in that place, welcoming the sweet embrace, but fjit had other plans. pulling her from the wreckage kicking and cursing her name.the following months were grueling for the quick and agile creature, infirmed, still, and the dealing with the fading voice of the wood. she thought her days of fighting were at an end until luck gifted them a woman from limsa, a large creature who helped teach her the ways of the arcane, and even gifted her a grimoire.

hooks

- clover suffered a grievous injury, one that is taking years to overcome. her right arm and leg clearly do not move as well as her other side. Made clear due to her constant need to move or fidget. (do not approach with instant fixes.)- when it comes to the animals and creatures in the world a lot of her glaring flaws fall away. she is an excellent animal handler and trainer with some very minor skill in wounds and sickness.- although she does not move as well as she once did clover is still an solid scout. and for a good cause she is happy to work.- Clover is studied in the arts of summoning. After some trials and error she has learned the ways!{ Viera of Sigrun }

my writing style is adaptive, and tailored to the scene, the location, and the people i am writing with. i believe quality is far better and will earn better results. (quantity is not quality!)i ask that all role players who seek a longer-term connection with my character be at least twenty-five years of age.i enjoy all themes and forms of roleplay, from conflict, to soft slice of life, to romantic, and well into the dark and grim. above all else i like character building. however, things such as maiming, serious injury, and death are to be discussed first.i am a capable storyteller, fantastic at being a supporting role, and a capable dm. i am happy to share these things and build with you. however remember it is a two way street, and i do not want to be the only one doing the work or reaching out.no lore breaking. i understand some of the lore in areas is vague, and requires a little lore bending! however, straight up breaking the lore is a huge no from me.no god modding, or overpowered characters. wol's are fine, but I’d ask you not go overboard with it.

please keep in mind, i am not my character, her thoughts, her actions, and her words are her own and do not reflect how i feel. That being said i am not a complete ass, if there are topics and such you are truly traumatized by, please discuss it with me. or better yet, talk it over with the character, she might learn from it.happy to give my mare code out for rp reasons. however, i'm sorry ya'll, i am, but some animations and mods are just...a little much for me. and some i find a little to far in the lore breaking territory. no judgement, just not for me. so note i will unpair, or pause you.yes, i have discord, no i don't mind rp there. But i will give it out when i am ready. please respect this.despite some of the tones in this carrd, i am rather shy. i have trouble initiating, once the conversation gets going i am likely to talk your ear off, because i am friendly but starting the talk is difficult for me.