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Scarlett Autumnwalker
Les oie-buffles s'élançaient et descendaient les bras de Scarlett, la sensation de nervosité poussant dans ses veines vaguement visibles. Ses yeux bruns flippaient d'excitation, mais son cœur battait de peur. Elle allait enfin s'aventurer à l'extérieur des murs protecteurs d'Enn, quelque chose que l'on voulait faire depuis longtemps. En échange de cette nouvelle aventure en attente cependant, la femme a dû laisser beaucoup de gens derrière. Ses voisins, ses étudiants et son grand-père.
Comme son grand-père lui manquerait.
Avec un arc et un ensemble de flèches attachées à son dos, Scarlett se blottit à travers la foule de spectateurs et vers le groupe de voyageurs qui sera bientôt en train d'être. C'était une surprise, vraiment. Scarlett ne s'attendait pas à voir autant de gens se porter volontaires pour suivre cet homme masqué lors d'un voyage, en fait, il semblait y en avoir trop pour même compter. En réponse à cela, le voyageur les a divisés en groupes, tous des noms après un certain légume. C'est étrange, oui, mais pratique pour le moins.
Brocoli... en fait, je m'aime bien un peu brocoli...
Peu de temps après, les groupes suivirent le mystérieux homme à l'extérieur, les portes grimpant vers le haut pour révéler le chemin couvert de la plante devant eux. Scarlett a glissé, atteignant sa main vers son dos et rampant doucement sur ses brins de cheveux rouges. Elle semblait avoir l'habitude de le faire chaque fois qu'elle était nerveuse... que ce soit une bonne chose ou non, Scarlett n'avait vraiment aucune idée.
Ne t'inquiète pas, grand-père... je promets de ne pas te décevoir!
"Désolé, je suis juste un peu à l'écart, désireux de jeter un nom et d'y aller, tu vois? Je t'ai choisi parce que tu étais la première à parler, tu es un peu plus âgée que moi et mon cousin ici, tu n'as pas erré comme cet autre gars, et elle"- une fille beaucoup plus petite a dit, indiquant Scarlett - n'a encore rien dit."
Scarlett a cligné. Merde, elle ne faisait plus attention! C'était toujours au pire des moments où elle allait soudainement débarquer complètement. Maintenant c'était quelque chose dont il fallait être pleinement conscient.
"Oh, moi?" Scarlett répondit, la chaleur s'élevant sur ses joues. "S'il vous plaît, pardonnez-moi, j'ai tendance à m'espacer parfois... Je suis Scarlett Autumnwalker au fait. C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer tous."
Scarlett Autumnwalker: A calm head of red with a highly flammable heart.
 
Details: Scarlett was the first born and only child of the Autumnwalker family, growing up in a quiet and peaceful household. Her parents had both died in an unfortunate accident when she was little, so her grandfather, a former huntsman, took Scarlett in instead. At a young age, the girl took up archery under her grandfather's guidance, and soon discovered her talent for it. Over the years, she continued to hone her skills in this area, hoping to become a proficient archer.
Scarlett also developed and interest for birds, visiting the forests of Enn to search for new ones. Preserving different fallen feathers and going birdwatching became a well enjoyed hobby of hers, and she would even take her grandfather along with her on occasion. Her love and fascination for birds only continued to grow, and before long, Scarlett sought out to find every single bird in existence. A challenging goal for the young Scarlett, yes, but the girl pushed on, starting off by looking out for different species in Enn's forests.
Now in her mid twenties, Scarlett still remains inside Enn's large and protective walls, working as a teacher at a nearby school. She's admired by many of the young children there and truly enjoys her job. However, Scarlett still felt that her life was incomplete. She still wanted wanted to seek out every possible species of bird that was out there, but the thought of leaving her grandfather all alone was absurd. The young woman couldn't even think of abandoning the man that had cared for her all these years, especially now that he himself was in need of Scarlett's help. So she stayed put, forbidding herself to take even the slightest step outside the walls.
One day, the two went out on a short walk, talking about recent events and such. It was then when Scarlett noticed a certain poster, one that made her stop in her tracks completely. Even after reading it through, Scarlett discarded the thought of exiting the walls, continuing to walk down the stone path. Her grandfather quickly noticed the sadness and disappointment in Scarlett's eyes, and, once they arrived home, he sat her down for a small talk. As soon as he had finished, the young woman began to cry. Her grandfather's words had certainly touched her heart.
If you want to follow your dreams, follow them. You're twenty-five now, and, as your grandfather, I do not want to be the one who demolishes them completely. I won't mind if you leave on Thursday morning… But promise me one thing. If you are going to pursue your dreams, make sure you don't let anything get in the way. Don't let your dreams be dreams, Scarlett. Make them a reality.

Born during the wild season of autumn and with a head full of fiery red hair, Scarlett bears a truly befitting name. Usually seen in a long, white, bell sleeved top and a grey skirt, Scarlett is often mistaken for a ghost. Coupled with her pale skin, tall height and little to no presence, Scarlett gives quite a fright to strangers. Underneath all that though is a gentle and quiet young woman who always puts the welfare of others before herself. Her soft spot and kindness towards children is widely known throughout her area, as she has taught many younger kids at her nearby school.
This sweet and quiet nature if hers comes as a huge surprise to others, since her red hair is something people are quick to judge at. Her tall height of 5'11 and unusually strong arms seem like a very weird combination, even to Scarlett herself. Even so, her kindness shows no bounds, and Scarlett is willing to aid anyone in need of a helping hand.