A wise shaman that creates the medicine needed for her people
From Create Your Own Story
So young spirit, you choose the path of a Shaman. Now go on your journey through life...
You wake up in your hut on your dirt and straw bed. You sit up and recall who you are. Your name is... no... was Reysynger, but now it was Flare. You are only 16. You hair was a deep red and went down to your knees. Your eyes a vivid orange. Your skin a smooth, alluring creamy white. You stood at 5'7. Your breast almost a B Cup, but still an A Cup as your new people called them.
That is who you are now. But you remember when you were a spirit among the forest. But war had come and you had to move from being a spirit to being human. You have memories that did not exist yesterday, you were somebody who had existed for the past 16 years to everyone but you. Today you started your new life.
You come out of your memory and look down to see yourself wearing a buckskin dress dyed red. Red cross signs were painted on your forehead, back, top of hands and feet. A blood red headband wrapped around your head.
Your staff lay against the wall.
You were outside of the city of Red Spice.
You:
