<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/bvr4eQy.png)</div>Kiarra had felt it on the winds. She had felt it on the pull of the rivers. She had felt it on the wail of the forests. Something was eerily wrong; the world around them was suffering. Suffering from an invisible sickness that seemed to have little effect on the way of life for humanity. Her tribe, the tribe that worshiped Vela, the Divinity of Nature, were a people of peace and tranquility. Wisdom, however, faltered for complacency. Kiarra had noted the change in the land around them, and though her teachers had advised against her investigation, sleepless nights under the crying torment of the land demanded she investigate.<br/><br/>It was nearing dusk, a time when the people of Thendarr would be feasting, allowing her the chance to slip unnoticed from her home. Hidden with a darkened green tunic, blending in with her surroundings, as well as a hood that concealed her ravishing red hair, she left the sanctity of the village. Her destination was the depths of Vela's Sacred Grove. Such land was a revered place, and though pilgrimages were allowed to venture deep within, simple travel required approval from the Council of Thendarr. Tales of nature turning against those without blessings were used to scare children, but Kiarra was verging on her twenty-third nameday; she was not afraid.<br/><br/>Following the Vivid Creek, she slipped further into the grasp of the forest land, as though the land around her pulled her inwards to conceal her from view.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Kiarra of Thendarr</strong><br/><em>Human - Druid</em><br/><br/><strong>Strength</strong>- 8<br/><strong>Dexterity</strong>- 13<br/><strong>Constitution</strong>- 12<br/><strong>Intelligence</strong>- 15<br/><strong>Wisdom</strong>- 17<br/><strong>Charisma</strong>- 14<br/>