Abigail Hein

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• History

  Abigail was a sweet and gentle girl before it all happened. She loved to play with other children and make friends, she was kind and sweet to everyone she met. Her parents though were never proud of her and they caused pain to come to them, her and her village.
  
  It was a Monday morning, when the cool air was crisp and the leaves rustled in the breeze. The sun warmed up her face through the pale glass window, shimmering down on her to protect her from the autumn cold. But before she knew it,
  a village barn was set ablaze. Abigail could hear screeched of the animals inside as they burned and tried to escape the raging fire. She could hear the frantic and panicked tells of the people outside that tried to help the animals and save the barn.
  
  Abigail ran outside and tried to search for what causes the fire and she went around asking. But right as she was about to get another answer, another gunslinger ablaze. Now the younger girl that someone was doing this. She went around and searched, but soon enough the whole village she loves and grew up in was set on fire.
  
  Red and thirsty flame roared and crumbled down all that she knew. Men she didn't know came out and grabbed all the children and old elders, killing all the adults she loved and knew. Her parents were killed in the cross fire, the same people so bored them to burn down the village. How does Abigail know this? Well her father screamed before he died, "we had a deal! We had a deal! You can't kill me!" And then splat, a blade was ran through her family's hearts.
  
  the men got all the children and left the village that was now blazing and turning into ash to lead these poor kids and young teenagers to a small mansion and caves in the north. There they forced the children to mine and work for them, lashing them with whips and switxhes until their backs were nothing more than a gash. They also beat the kids up, punching them and kicking them. The elders were treated the same, but most of them didn't make it very long did to the wounds and their feeble conditions.
  
  As time went on, Abigail made friends in the caves and mines. It turned out the men didn't just do bad things to her village, but other villages as well. She made a friend named Alexander, he had blue hair and black colored eyes with a red tatoo across his eye. she also made friend with more kids and two elders that made it.
  
  During their time there.. They got fed up. These group of friends are planning a break through. They tricked the guards and got the keys to get out of the door mine. The made it out of the mine with great effort and almost getting caught. But as they were out.. Arrows drilled into all of her friends except her and Alexander. He wickedly smiled and turned to her. Abigail questioned what was wrong until he told her...
  
  He told the guards her plan. He betrayed them. Alexander wouldn't give out the reason he betrayed them and he dodged all the questions to why he did it. Guards soon surrounded them, but Abigail was now pissed and heartbroken. She slipped through the guards clutches and ran. She didn't know how long she ran, but the guards never found her.. She ran through the acres of forest and the guards never found her.
  
  Abigail was betrayed and she was devastated. She lost her friends and was betrayed by someone she thought she cares aboit. Revenge curled up her spine and seeped into her heart,
  along with the power to protect those who are innocent.
  
  Years later, Abigail earned a job as a S-Class warrior to protect the villages of her kingdom and the neighbouring kingdoms. She wanted to protect, to protect people so they wouldn't have to go through the hurt she did or worse, so they wouldn't die and be in pain. By she also wanted to revenge, reveng e on Alexander and the people who killed her friends and allies. She

• Character Sheet

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• Journal

  • A Warriors Path July 4th 2018, 2:14 pm

    The day when I became a warrior, at the age of 17, was like heaven. Knowing I could protect people from harm but also doing something I love made me swell with glee.
    
    I wonder if they look down on me and say that they are proud of me.. Was the thought I always questioned before I went to bed and after I woke up in the morning.