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Valin
Legacy Name: Valin

The Glade Feli
Owner: Rekrie

Age: 15 years, 3 months, 3 weeks

Born: November 27th, 2010

Adopted: 14 years, 11 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: March 21st, 2011

Statistics

• Level: 2
   
• Strength: 10
   
• Defense: 10
   
• Speed: 10
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 0
   
• Books Read: 0
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Beach Comber

UNDER CONSTRUCTIONValin worked in a pharmacy for most of her life, constantly upping prices for medications and cures. As her life went on she grew tired of her place as a cog in the system. She re-dedicated he life to studies and educated herself, at least enough to maintain conversations in high society. She worked her way up the social ladder, meeting her new friend, a good doctor named Morax Faraii. Through the doctor she became a social butterfly. Once she had talked with the privileged upper class and the prima donna heiresses, she learned that they weren't cruel, they truly were as ignorant as the jokes made them out to be. After deciding her views on the world and firmly sticking to them she met an aspiring writer and social commentator, Ichabod Wells. He was an employed columnist for Lord Lut himself. She had met him once and only once, but it had changed her life forever.Years passed since the man had gone missing, yet evidence he was alive was everywhere. Each and every night new posters and flyers would be posted all around the city, all of them slandering the rule of the rich and famous over the faceless drones which turned the gears to power their civilization. Valin was naturally neutral, for she never found a reason to argue, so with that she never paid any mind to the flyers. As time passed she saw less and less of these flyers around her part of the city. Thinking the writer had died, she quickly forgot about him.That is until one windy night she opened the door to find a nearly dead man at her front door. His face was that of the writers. He had the same pointed chin, upturned nose. His dark hair, ragged and limp, bared the same dark eyes, though these seemed to be tinged with something unfamiliar to Valin, something that never passed her peaceful thoughts, yet seemed to emanate from almost every citizen in this city. Hopelessness. She knew for sure. So, she made sure he was comfortable and warm in the storage room before she made her way up the stairs and into her loft.

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