Luana

Growing up in a traveling family, halfings dancing, singing and living off the land; it was a happy life. Until around the age of 9, when Luana found herself lost and alone among the wilds of Acrifta (or whatever name Mike wants to give the continent). Luana managed to survive in the grassy plains and even befriend some lion cubs. The mother took her in and she learned to have a new family whom she loved and protected fiercely. They taught her how to survive and communicate with the other animals around the watering hole. Stories and legends passed from the animals to the young Luana. They told of the horrible stories of mankind. How people would come on boats to slaughter them and wear there skins. They came and cut down the tree of life that sustained the land.

It was to her horror, that Luana discovered that the stories were more than ghost tales. The gnomes found her dirty and wild. They thought they were saving a young woman who had been long neglected. She was stripped from her adopted family and shipped back to the gnomish capital. They "tamed" her: teaching her the common tongue which she had long since forgot, giving her etiquette and common knowledge lessons, and dressing her in 'appropriate" clothing. Upon being put on show to the royal family as part of their humanitarian initiative. While passing among the many display cases in the royal hall, Luana felt a twang. An imense feeling of sorrow washed over her. But it's source was external as if someone or something was projecting it to her. Her eyes locked onto those staring straight at her. The mask peered at her through its carved wooden eyes. But they weren't hollow. It was full of so much more than that. Like it was talking to her. Calling her. Her magic had only manifested in small moments before now. But this calling from her homeland awakened her natural side. At the first chance when she was alone, she relieve the mask of its bindings, freeing it. But the connection did not end there. the mask bound itself to Luana. Together they had the chance to flee from those who took them away from their mutual home.

Luana is a 31 year old female Halfling. She has the appearance of a very small and stout Polynesian woman with bat-like ears. She has her dark hair pulled back into dreads and wears a grass skirt much in the style you might picture a luau dancer. She carries a spear and has a large tribal mask slung over her back that doubly acts as a shield. She falls under the druid class, communing with the circle of the land. Specifically she originated from a grassland terrain.

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