- February 24
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First win in my first KR game~ Oct 16, 2020
- February 24
At first glance, she looks like a well-manned young lady from a mid/high-class family, if you pay enough attention, you might notice that she isn't a human being but a humanlike living doll.Name: Lykke
Class: Wood Carver/Semi-Tailor
Have snow white hair, pale skin, and red eyes.Weapons: Craving Knife?
Armors: leather shoes, wool and flax clothes, leather bag
Coins: 23 Large Copper and 8 Copper CoinsGreat Wood Carving: Can make fine carvings out of wooden items, with the right tools.
Basic Tailoring: Can make simple clothing, with the right tools.
Normal Cooking: Can make food, with the right tools.whetstone, stink bomb bottle, tink ca tool box, food rationEver since she was little, Lykke had a weak body constitution and sensitive to the sun. Because of that, she wasn't allowed to go to school or playing outside until she was 13 years old.
Until then, she helped out at home with her mother, looked after her two younger siblings and even carved wooden statues in her free time.
Though Lykke was the oldest one, her little brother was the one to teach her how to read and write.
Then she turned 10 years old, she was tired of being looked in and decided to secretly train her body. At 13, she could freely train and play outside, as long she avoids direct sunlight.
On her 15, the village started a rumor about a red eyed and white haired demon. Afterward, an accident happened and Lykke decided to leave her home.
After a tiring journey, Lykke somehow ended up in a City called Negrand.
As soon she sees how big the city was, she planned to find a Crafting Guild (for surely a big city would have one) to register as a craftsman and asked her way to a grand building.
With some help from the receptionist, she smoothly got registered, but it was too late when she realised one mistake...
From that day on, Lykke became an Adventure from the Adventure Guild...Fallen snow
Sparkling as stars
A star fall
To reach a thread
Bound to one end, what in the other end?
Through in darkness, in coldness and fallen flakes
The string is tied, to the smell of bread
A thread or a string
It's red, like the star endless yearning
And when will the bread start to learning?
A stars longing and yearning
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