Profile of Leilana

A deer in many ways. Tall and leggy, with a thin, waif-like body and a delicately-tucked carriage. Thick, dark eyelashes over brilliant red-pink eyes. Mostly covered in a gradient warm hue of chocolate brown that lightens into a dark fawn around her ribs, whereupon her legs in their entirety and her chest, stomach, throat and under-tail are inky black, as if dipped in a vat of paint and lightly shaken off before removal. She is dusted in freckles of snow white along her muzzle, cheekbones and lightly up to her brow, where a single white blaze in the center of her forehead sweeps upwards into a point. Instead of khol beneath her eyes is that white again, making her face look even brighter. The freckles of white continue down her spine and nape, turning into soft, white ticking all along her back, stopping at the base of her tail, though there is white ticking dusted through her tail as well, breaking the border or brown to black. From her chest and down, under her legs and sweeping in two brilliant, winged streaks is a deep, almost unnatural crimson red. Can sometimes be found wearing flower crowns because she likes those. She is Intersex, but prefers to be called a female and goes by female pronouns.

A soft flower child that is too trusting and pure for her own good. She is easily frightened by strong,intimidating people due to her past, but she is also willing to trust them. She has no real concept of good or evil, though she doesn't have a mean bone in her body and could never bring herself to hurt another. She doesn't quite understand that violence is not supposed to be a normal part of life. She loves to make flower crowns and garden, and could very well become a decent herbalist if she ever had the chance. She loves to help people and has no real concept of saying 'no', so even if she thinks she cannot accomplish the task set forth for her, she'll try.

Born to a couple of mixed heritage, she was the only one of her litter to survive. Only a few days after her birth, it was discovered that she was Intersex, and thus considered a bad omen, and was blamed for the death of her littermates. A witch told her family to leave her in the woods, where the spirits would gather her and with her, would all of the ill spirits go. And so, they did just that--gathered her up and dropped her out in the middle of the woods, and never looked back. It was not the spirits that came to gather her up, but a traveling band of mercenaries-- exhiles from the army. Those who could not sate their violent tendencies in the army with the war coming to an end, and so they banded together to become little more than disgraceful highwaymen. This tiny pup would be useful to them, they decided. And so for the first few months of her life, she was raised by this band of villains, learning that her place was beneath. Always beneath. She was used for everything, from lewd pleasures to working out their violent desires on her--and she came to think this was normal. After all, it was all she knew. And she was so happy to be of use to someone-- so happy to help. She loved to help. Even if it hurt. How she escaped her captors remains to be seen, but it's likely that bounty hunters took them away, leaving their captive behind.