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Velaia is...
Personality
nice,calm,friendly,romantic,smart
Abilities
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History
Velaia knelt by her mother's bedside, her clenched fists trembling with pain and fear. Candlelight flickered on the edge of the old furniture, accentuating the atmosphere of depressing mourning. "I beg you, don't ... don't die mom.... please," she whispered with difficulty as she tore through a throat clogged with tears. The mother, raising her hand gently, put her hand around Velai's face. Her gaze was calm and her voice was quiet: "Velaia... this is my time, you couldn't stop it." Touched, the girl wiped her tears with her hand, but the pain was too great. "Please, without you I will die. I'm so weak," she moaned. "No, Velaia, you are not. In the chest in the room you will find my bow and sword," said her mother, trying to smile despite the pain. "Mom... I love you..." "I t..." Suddenly the mother fell silent forever, and Velaia could not hold back her tears. "Mom! Mom!" she shouted, and her cries were interrupted only by the sad murmur of the empty house. At that moment, assassins burst into the room, plucked from the dark corridors. Their presence was like a black cloud obscuring the last light of hope. "Hey, someone's in there," commanded one of them, a cold smile painting itself on his face. "There's no escape," added the other, who seemed to enjoy the human suffering. "You ... you killed her!" shouted Velaia, looking at her mother's lifeless body. "Yes, and what, now it's your turn," said the assassin, who pleasantly relished her despair. The assassins decided to hurt her. Velaia desperately tried to defend herself, and one of them managed to reach her. However, the remnants of her strength allowed her to break free and inflict serious wounds on him. "See, there are two of us, and you are one," taunted the assassin, laughing defiantly. "You will die for what you have done," she replied with inner anger. The misery only deepened. In their brutal attack, they managed to overpower her, throwing her onto the table, which involuntarily broke under the weight of events. "I'll say that you were defending yourself and that I had to kill you," threatened one of them, hypocritically denying reality. Enraged, Velaia picked up a piece of the table, using it as an improvised weapon against them. "Fuck, my nose!" shouted one of the attackers in pain, before Velaia confronted the other, driving the sharp table fragment into his stomach. "What have I done," she muttered, pausing a moment to consider the consequences of her actions. She ran to her mother's room, where she found an old trunk containing her gear. Among the old things, she saw an amulet with a sword, which she picked up, feeling old wood and metal under her fingers. "There's someone in there! Catch her!" shouted one of the assassins. However, the head of the assassins intervened, halting their pursuit. "Stop, don't catch her!" The hesitant third assassin protested, but the boss wasn't about to take any chances. "Let her console herself with the last days of her life," he added, letting Velai escape into the dark recesses of the night, carrying with her the burden of losing her mother and the revenge that still lay ahead.
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