L E I R A W A L K E R  
Tu m'as un peu inquiétée là-bas, mais si tu vas bien, alors je te dis de creuser un peu de nourriture! C'est seulement tellement que Cup Noodles peut durer un gars, tu sais!
"Mais je suis sûr que tu retournerais à ta tasse de nouilles si ça voulait dire que tu peux avoir encore quelques heures de jeu dedans," Keira est tombée dans sa banalité habituelle avec Cayde, le sourire sur son visage un peu plus détendu. Lui parler a toujours aidé un jour comme celui-ci.
Elle regardait vers le plus récent ajout à leurs rangs alors qu'il était assis en face d'elle. C'était toujours sympa de voir un nouveau visage. C'était l'occasion de se faire un autre ami. C'était aussi quelque chose d'enlever son esprit des pensées tristes qui n'arrêtaient pas de ramper dans sa tête. Elle lui a offert un sourire. -- Bonjour, Connor, salua agréablement, puis s'arrêta à sa question.
Qu'est-ce qu'elle faisait aujourd'hui? L'année précédente, elle avait passé la journée enfermée dans sa chambre à regarder l'arc que son père lui avait donné après son rituel de flèche. C'était ce qu'elle voulait refaire aujourd'hui? Est-ce qu'elle...
"Faites quelque chose de productif, Keira", a dit le baryton familier de son père.
Keira a gâché et a regardé vers l'origine de la voix. Mais son père n'était pas là. Il n'y avait que Cayde à côté d'elle. Elle clignait, se souvenant d'un souvenir particulier où elle se plaignait de la façon dont elle ne pouvait rien faire parce qu'il neigeait. "Faites quelque chose de productif, Keira." Son père avait dit et ils ont fini par faire un bonhomme de neige ensemble.
Tu as raison, papa. Je devrais faire quelque chose de productif, elle a pensé à elle-même avant qu'elle ne retourne à Connor. Elle sourit encore et répéta les mots. « Quelque chose de productif », a-t-elle dit.
𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆:Keira Walker
𝑨𝒈𝒆:18
𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓:Female, Heterosexual
𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕:5 feet 4 inches
𝑾𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕:120 lbs.
𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔:Lime Arrow 
𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆:Keira has long dark brown/black hair that reaches down to her waist and is almost always tied near the end with a red leather wrap. Her eyes are clear blue but can sometimes appear to be green under certain lighting conditions. She has a slender build and moves gracefully as a dancer. She maintains a straight back posture at all times in an attempt to look taller than she is. A blue-gray hawk can almost always be seen perched on her shoulder.



𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝑶𝒖𝒕𝒇𝒊𝒕:Keira is fond of wearing tank tops cut short just under her breasts exposing her toned torso. It varies in color depending on her mood. Paired with the top is a black mini skirt with a leather belt held up by belted suspenders. Sometimes she wears leather pants but most times, she prefers the skirt. On both arms, she wears leather protectors at all times. They are similar to what she wears in combat but made entirely of leather. And to complete her outfit, she wears soft, black low cut boots with white soles.




𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝑶𝒖𝒕𝒇𝒊𝒕:Keira's combat outfit comprises of enforced leather in shades of green and blue. Since she is not a close combat type of fighter, her armor is lighter and has areas of her body exposed like her belly, neck and thighs. A red cape hangs on her back with the  symbol embroidered in the middle of it. She carries with her a bow made of ivory and Quebracho wood, painted and polished to appear like metal. It is adorned by several rubies that glows brightly when the bow is in her hands and turns dull when it falls on the hands of anybody else. She wears a leather quiver on her back that contains her green feathered arrows. The arrows are mainly there for display as she can generate magic arrows.
She doesn't always feel the need to hide her face thus, she walks around without any mask on. But in the rare instances that she does, she wears a hood pulled down low over her face, exposing only the lower half of it.





𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚:Keira is a friendly, cheerful girl that loves chatting and getting to know other people. She hates seeing people sad and would go to all lengths to try and cheer them up. Her smiles are always bright and her laughter always infectious, making it easy for her to lighten up the darkest of moods. She always tries to see the good in people no matter how evil they are and often times, she is quick to trust. This is what gets her into trouble most times.
But despite her pleasant demeanor, she has a lot of acquaintances but only a few real friends, one of which is the hawk that is often perched on her shoulder named Falco.
𝑯𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚:Keira is the only daughter of celebrated archer, Lajos Walker. At a young age, she lost her mother to an illness and her father took on the sole responsibility of raising her. He brought her along to archery practice and every single competition he joined. The little girl watched he father practice archery every single day and as a result developed a love for the sport.
Her first bow had been a handmade cobra skin bow her father had made. He presented it to her on her 7th birthday. And as soon as she opened the poorly wrapped present, she had taken it to the back of their house and taken a few shots, her posture and her form the exact replica of the older man. Some of her shots were off target but the majority were on point. Her father was thoroughly surprised to find out that his daughter was a natural.
He immediately trained her and soon she was shooting like a pro. While it took several archers years to perfect their technique, it took Keira only a few months. Perhaps it was because of the archer blood running in her veins or from watching her father practice day in and day out. Whatever it was, it took her only a year to qualify for the regionals.
During one of her practices, a falcon swooped down to catch prey just as she let one of her arrows loose. The arrow found its target in the bird's wing and brought it down crashing into the trees. Father and daughter immediately took the injured bird into their care. Keira had taken a liking to calling the bird Falco and soon grew attached to it. After several weeks, they were able to nurse it back to health and the bird of prey was soon ready to be released back into the wild. But like Keira, Falco had also become attached to the girl that had injured him. He refused to fly away when released and ended up as Keira's companion from then on.
And so, after every school day, Keira religiously practiced and at the age of 15, she was the youngest archer to ever hold the title of world champion for the composite bow.
On a particularly gray morning, father and daughter went out for their routine run around their compound. A violent quake shook the earth and tore a huge rift across the cemented road. Lajos fell through the crack but was able to hang onto the edge. He told his daughter over and over to leave him and go look for help, fearing that if she tried to help him, she'd fall through as well. Keira refused to leave her father and tugged with all her might but her father's weight was just too much for her. Desperate, Keira began screaming for help as she watched her father's fingers slip from where he had been hanging on. No one came to help them. But before Lajos could fall, a tall man appeared out of nowhere, reached out and pulled Lajos out.
Keira had been so relieved that she was not able to see her father's savior face. When she turned to thank him, he was already walking away, his cape, emblazoned with the  symbol, bellowing in the wind. She tried to call out to him but he didn't turn back. And she never saw him again.
Despite being saved that day, Lajos eventually succumbed to a heart attack. On the day of his burial, a lime green ball of light appeared out of nowhere. Somehow, seeing it reminded Keira of the man that had once saved her father's life. The ball of light spoke in a singsong voice telling her that she was one of the chosen. When she asked what it was talking about, it beckoned for her to follow.
She did. And she never looked back.