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| Lives in the world of Faeo: |
15 years3 month(s) 3 day(s) |
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Pitcairn Islands |
| Motto: |
ღ☆333/84 |
| About you: |
1 purple lee
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In the early days of her life, Freemo spent her youth in a small, remote village on the edge of the world. Life was simple and peaceful.
Freemo's favorite play was
*Heros and Monsters*
roaming through the forest and battiling fearsome beasts with her magical wand (a small wooden stick) with the other kids.
Her favorite partner was Leethan, a small, blond boy from the next farm, with nothing, but mischief in his head.
He played often the bodyguard of the *famous witch* Freemo, holding back the
evil hordes with his longsword *Demonslayer*
(a long wooden stick) while Freemo worked her wonderous magic.
As the young boy becomes an adult he left the village to follow his dream of becoming an adventurer.
Freemo's battles in the woods soon lost much of the magic it had before.
As the years go by, tales travel back to the village about the warrior Leethan, his fearsome mount *Snuffels* and his mighty battleaxe *Stuck*
These tales left a certain villagegirl with a pounding heart and a longing...
and Freemo left the village not long after that, to become the witchwarrioress she always wanted to be.
You may have heard about her famous adventures:
How she tamed *Rhino* the king of Endagars (well , actually a cousin, twice removed, but royal is royal) or
*The fight against the great, green Dragon on the Gates of Doom*
Then one day, exploring the dephts of the dark Forest, Freemo hears noises of battle and spurs her mount in ther direction of the fight.
There on a clearing, she can't believe her eyes: Her long, lost Leethan in blue armour fighting a horde of Undead.
Why blue? she mumbles as she rides into the battle. |
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