<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1198476</div></div><br/><br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/aHM5OKz.jpg)</div>She was the Moonshadow, the name gifted to her by scout overseers. They were the ones responsible for her training in both the martial arts and survival in the Wispoak Woods. Alleyne (the name her parents gave her) had learned to abide the woods for days, even weeks. And her reputation for skulking around at night and arriving unseen had impressed her teachers. It seems so much so that even the wise Elder Korianthal had addressed the letter to Moonshadow.<br/><br/>There was a smirk on her face as the anticipation of release from the confines of the hamlet rose. It was not that she didn’t like the people, her people, but being alone in nature is where she felt the most alive. Even when summoned by an Elder, Moonshadow did not break routine. The sun’s edge was just touching the horizon, the elves home in the woods still cast in shadow, when she could be seen leaping and running on the parameter. Stopping only a moment to acknowledge with a solemn nod the guards on patrol. There were more than usual, given all the trouble.<br/><br/>Then it was to the river for her morning bath. Her clothes laid on a rock and folded to near perfection. She did not linger though; dried and hair braided carefully as she made sure to neaten and appear her best. The others had just begun to start their day. She shushed aside a child with a stern look, striding towards the modest chambers of the village council. Moonshadow took a deep breath and tossed her hair back before entering.