Name: Talulla Ni Eoin
Age: 37
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Igrisian
Religion: None
Home Region: Igris
Known Languages: The God's Good Common and Igrish
Appearance: Like this, but a bit older, and with no makeup.
Personality: Talulla is a cynical woman who has lost her faith in the goodness of her fellow men. She tends to be rude and insulting when spoken to, and does not get along well with others. While Talulla would not offer aid to anyone unless it benefited her, she also would not actively harm someone unless it's in self defense or if they're Lodain. She carries a deep seated hatred of Lodains and the Lodainic Empire.
Class: Herb witch
Skills (Number of *'s indicate relative proficiency):
-Cooking ***
-Mending **
-Extensive knowledge of plants and herbs ****
-Fishing **
-Literacy ***
-Knife fighting *
Weaknesses: Talulla does not trust easily, and as such, does not get along well with others. She views the Lodainic Empire with a mixture of fear and hate and is often irrational in matters pertaining to it and its people. She also has terrible handwriting and no one can read what she writes.
History:
Once upon a time, Talulla had a good life. She grew up in a small village in Igris on the shores of the Great Sea with her two brothers and their parents. Her mother was the village herb-witch, and from her, Talulla learned the knowledge of plants. When she came of age, she married her childhood sweetheart, a fisherman, and started a family of her own.
Then Igris attempted to rebel again and her husband went to fight and never returned. And then the plague came. It did not take long for the plague to spread through Talulla's small village, infecting many, including her two children, but strangely enough, Talulla herself stayed healthy. She tried her best to help the villagers and her children, but none of her potions and tinctures had any effect, and one by one, she watched her village die around her.
The villagers were desperate and grieving, and it wasn't long before the rumors began. Whispers about the herb-witch who remained untouched by the plague, even as her children lay dying, who despite all her claimed knowledge could not seem to slow the sickness eating at their flesh. And then came the accusations. Witch, they called her, blood mage. People began refusing her treatments, and it wasn't long after that they torched her house in the middle of the night.
A collapsing roof smothered her children and Talulla herself just barely escaped, suffering burns. In a fit of grief and rage, she poisoned the village well, ensuring the end of her village before she fled inland. But someone lived, and someone told the witch-hunters, and it wasn't long before they caught up to her. She fought tooth and nail, but she was only one woman and soon she was clapped in irons to be dragged before the All-speakers.