Milwin

Name
Milwin Ofstead (miss)

Physical Traits
A long lightblonde ponytail is her most characteristic feature. She has bright blue eyes, with an almost purple shine in them. These are looking mostly openly happy (or is innocent a better word?) into the world. She is a white female human with a figure that is average in almost all respects.

Race and Class
Human Mage (fire)

Guild
Starlight

Occupation
Tailoring. But her main passion is painting. She loves to paint large canvases and can often be seen with her trusty sketchbook. More often than not annoying her companions by insisting on pausing to create a drawing.

Family
She comes from a small farm "somewhere in the east of Ashenvale". She does not mention her father very often. She does mention "our mum" a lot. Usually in the context of something clever she did or said. There is an older sister, Lexie, who ventured into the world before Milwin did. Milwin is crazy about her and writes her long, enthousiastic letters with all her adventures. Lexie rarely responds, and if she does it is brief and between the lines asking for money.

Background
Born and raised on a farm, she is not a real posh lady from birth. Later in life she gained a view on fashion by tailoring herself and looking around her. A lot of her feeling for attires comes from her best friend Chit. This upbringing resulted in a very much hands-on girl with sometimes a surprisingly naive look at the world and happenings. When she was in her early twenties, the call of the faraway places became too strong to ignore. She packed her bags and, like her sister before her, said goodbye to the farm.

Family Background
Not much to tell really. Farmers are known to stay in one spot for generations.

Criminal Record
Not a speck on her.

Personal Notes
She considers herself hopeless in matters of love and relationships. Once she was in a relationship with a woman named Liesse. They rented a room together at Mrs. Miggins in Menethil Harbour. Since the breakup she lives alone there. She does love to have company over for tea and biscuits. Her room is her safe haven away from it all. Here she does her sketching and musing over life. She is not at all a pubcrawler and any crowd over five is considered a multitude.

Current Status
Way more cynical than when she first started out in the world. Every killing she does leaves a small and growing mark in her mind. This brings her sometimes to spells of melancholy or sadness. A growing knowledge that the world is not a place of happy adventures is set in her brain. Secretly she often wishes to be just back at the farm again, where life was simpler.

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