Physical Features
- Height:
- 5'10"
- Weight:
- 140Lbs
- Complexion:
- Fair and white, still maintaining a youthful appearance despite her older age. The only thing that perhaps indicates her maturity are the slight wrinkles around her eyes and the scars across her cheek, neck and body.
- Hair:
- Shoulder length bob, full fringe and shorter around the back. Colour is platinum blonde with darker roots.
- Eyes:
- Icy Blue
Other Features
Armour
Greatsword
Bone Dagger
Social Interactions
Personality
Bonnie used to be what everyone thought a hero was. She was hopeful, strong, and always brought a feeling of safety and joy to those that looked upon her. Intent on being a saviour of the people, she was maybe delusional in wanting what was best for everyone, and that drive she once had in her 20s is what lead her to venture out into the unknown.
Now, she has returned an older and bitter woman. She's lost hope, joy, and the drive to be a hero. For many years she had fought for her life, seen the people she loved die at the hands of beasts and wild magics. Bonnie had to harden her heart to endure the bitter truth of the world, to shut her mind off from whatever dreams she had when she was younger. Bonnie won't hesitate to fight or kill, and sees it as probably the only situation to any situation that she comes across now. Getting to grips with society after so many years on an uncharted land is difficult, and she's wondering if she'll ever be the same again.
Background
- Age:
- 37
- Origin:
- Fellgard
- Residence:
- unknown
History
"I thought I was being a hero, but I'm just another fool who survived to tell the tale."
To fight for the people, to give her friends and family a better way of life. That's all she's ever wanted from the moment she learnt of the great heroes of a time now gone. Bonnie idolised them, the fame and fortunes they acquired from their heroic deeds and contributions to society. There are no longer gods or spirits that watch over the world, they abandoned everyone long ago. It's just people now, people and whatever other magical vermin were left behind.
Bonnie knew not of luxury or riches when she was younger, she ran around the streets barefoot and scavenged whatever she could. She'd be eager to watch the knights and warriors pass through the cities and admire them from afar, and made it her goal to be just like them. But being a street rat made it hard to gain any recognition, she had no noble blood and nothing of value to offer to anyone. Instead, she had fierce motivation and resilience that allowed her to train herself the bare necessities in order to be a little worthy of strangers' time and effort to also teach the girl what they knew.
Many years passed, and Bonnie became a fearsome mercenary that travelled the comfort of the lands well known to society, honing her skills and mastering her trade. From orphan to powerful warrior, Bonnie Belle was starting to make a name for herself, and people loved her as a hero of the people. But it wasn't enough, she had no fame or glory just yet, and she knew there was only one way to do that. To journey out to the endless expanse of the world, to see if there really was no end to this torment like everyone said.
That would be what the heroes she prayed to would do, to seek out new lands and bring back powerful artefacts or knowledge to give the less fortunate a better way of life, a solution to poverty and famine. And so that's what she set out to do. At the age of 28, Bonnie gathered enough gold to hire a ship, and she had a group that she called family by her side. People celebrated their departure, waving the ship and Bonnie goodbye as they vanished into the thick fog.
Almost 10 years have passed.
And now she finally returns.
Empty handed. Alone. Scarred. A failure.
And thankfully nobody even remembers her.
