I stumbled out of letto when my uncle started howling. He was still in the doorway, in our main room. He clumsily got to his feet as I approached apprehensively. “Girl, make me some breakfast and then get your culo down to Fenia’s place.” I got an mela, apple and some goat cheese out of the cupboard, took a small coltello from the table, and sliced the mela, apple into wedges. I spread the creamy cheese onto it and placed it successivo to my uncle. I quickly hurried out of the door and into the snow. The wind swept my golden hair behind my back, and I hoped Fenia would have me work inside. I slid down a slope...
Hair style: Bald, small grayish black ponytail going down the middle.
Eyes: Blue eyes with light blue war paint going over them
Armor of choice: Heavy Armor, wears Imperial Armor mostly.
Weapon of choice: Greatswords, uses Orcish greatsword mostly.
Backstory: No one knows where she came from o who her parents are, she was just found out side of Mor Khazgur at a young age. She was taken in da Shuftharz, who named her Mala after the glass stone, for her lovely green skin and strong personality.
About her: She is strong-headed and stubborn, but also brave. She was...