Ally Barton

you stand with your brown hair in a ponytail, with your trusty bow and a quiver full of arrows on your back. it was time to go you could't help feeling pretty exited to get out of the village and see the world. now remember the road at the foot of the mountain and watch out for monsters and bandits on the way and.... you hushed your mother gently hugging her before reassuring her you would be alright, she had always worried about you a lot even for a mother, since you had been small and fragile until you were 18 you would fall and hurt yourself or the other kids would accidentally hurt hurt you badly when playing, but that was one year ago you had grow both strong and swift in mind, body as well as beauty over that time even though you were good with a sword you were unmatched with a bow and now the world was ahead.