Name: Bretthera (Said Brett-Hera)
Age: 19 (Currently)
Birthday: July 9
Hails from: Dale
Bio: First born and only daughter, only child in actuality, one may think that Bretthera would have had an easy time growing up. Alas, that is not the case. A mere two days after her birth, her mother was killed--as it turns out, her father, Odel, only wanted sons, as it was his belief that men were the ones to carry on the bloodline. Her father spent little to no time with her, the only one who did was a nurse, hired to care for her in her deceased mother's stead. This went on until which time she learned to walk... the nurse was then fired and her father began to harm her: beating her, pulling her hair, spitting in her face... yes, this went on for the entirety of her life. At age sixteen, she began plotting to escape, as sixteen years was more than enough for her to deal with, while keeping up a charade. Finally, the time was right, just after she turned 17, and she made her escape. Now, she is in Bree, resting from her long and perilous journey...
The past weeks in Bree has yielded her quite a bit of happiness; beginning a tailoring business, making several friends, and meeting a wonderful sweetheart among the happy things that have occurred for this young lady so fresh to the world.
As of the 27th of December, she is a married woman, and very happily so.
Quirks: When bored or nervous, she messes around with her hands; when experiencing an emotional overload (Excitement, Fear, etc.), she will unknowingly switch to Dalish. (Others to be discovered yet)
Languages Known: Westron, Dalish

​At the ripe age of 19, Bretthera passed away after bringing her son into the world.

(Thanks to everyone who RPed with me over the year and a half I had this lassie. You guys were wonderful! )