<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/y41fn52.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Nerisa Drovers<br/><strong>Age:</strong>35~<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Half-Elf<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Ranger (of some variety)<br/><strong>Orientation: </strong>Straight<br/><strong>Height:</strong>5'2"<br/><strong>Personality: </strong>Nerisa is a somber individual who lives in fear of sharing her mother's fate, or even that of many of the personal slaves she sees about.  She shrouds herself in heavy clothing and deals with the orcs as little as possible as a result.  She relishes what little freedom she has, and it is little.  She despises the orcs, but has no delusions of overthrowing them.  At best she hopes to someday escape.<br/><strong>Short Bio: </strong>Nerisa is an orphan of the invasion.  Her human father fought against the orcs, and died in the process, while her elven mother was dragged off by a group of celebrating orcs for a 'bit of fun' and never returned.  Nerisa grew up on the streets, one of numerous orphans who competed for scraps traded by the orcs for work.  Nerisa developed a knack for rat hunting at a young age.  She survived for years by selling the rats for food to those who lacked the ability to find a proper meal.  She did her best to avoid the attention of any one orc, and by the time she was an adult she made her living as a hunter of animals that the orcs couldn't be bothered with.  Rats, coyotes, feral dogs, and other creature not worth the effort.<br/><br/>https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1252723