History: A baby girl was born to the Native Americans. She was whispered about all through the tribe, even spread to the other tribes the older she grew. Her eyes so unique it caused them to stare. It was believed she was blind once she was born. Nature lived in her eyes. Hints of brown, green and blue all flecked across her orbs. As she grew older her words proved herself to be unique and wise beyond her years. She spoke about things in a way no one had heard. At a very young age Lyla would tell her closest friends that Earth loved her, as if Earth were a human and they were best friends. It was odd, but when she began to share what Earth was saying to her, they all believed her. Those who didn't were fools. Natives live to serve the earth, to nurture it and protect it from dangerous beings that don't understand it all. This was all true till the whites distracted their minds, making them become selfish and protect their loved ones while the Earth began to change. Lyla's tribe had been rounded up and she told them all to listen so no more blood would be spilled. Her pleases to the white leader with silenced. A gun was slipped between her lips as she stared into his eyes. With no mercy, the trigger was pulled at her spirit was released. The man watched as her perfect hues glazed over with white as the life was sucked out of them. Her human body fell to the ground but her spirit stood before him. Her tribe died that day and the whites moved on. The white leader would only live on to take his own life, unable to bear searing her stare every time he closed his eyes. Your entrance: This is an open ground, any where on earth you please to enter. This is a fantasy roleplay, if you didn't catch that already. I'm not looking for anything specific, just creativity and open minds. Feel free to message me you questions you have before you post. Otherwise, please post a bio: Name: Age: Brief bio: 1. Iwaku's rules 2. Respect one another. 3. Please no one liners. If you aren't use to big post, a para is fine. I just ask you put thought into your work. 4. Enjoy your work, this is creativity not crunching out art work. Have fun with it.