Jamie_the_Brown
Supernova
- Joined
- Mar 9, 2009
Anika Harper was no ordinary girl. No, she was A Hero. True and Strong and Mighty and Glorious and many other great words that necessitated the emphasis. She had grown up in a world of monsters, where the creatures shamelessly fed upon man and woman alike, taking not their lives.. not -just- their lives, but their dignity and such, taking their virtue. Of course, the true meaning of the word "virtue" here had been entirely lost on the girl of fifteen, and one day had stolen her dad's sword, and had set out to fight monsters.
With strawberry blond hair, girlish freckles, and bright blue eyes she was the paragon of youth, if not heroism, and the short sword she'd pilfered (the broadsword had been much to heavy) had been strapped across her back. Following rumors from the people of the next town over (who thought it was a game) had sent her into the mountains.. where monsters, of course, awaited.
With strawberry blond hair, girlish freckles, and bright blue eyes she was the paragon of youth, if not heroism, and the short sword she'd pilfered (the broadsword had been much to heavy) had been strapped across her back. Following rumors from the people of the next town over (who thought it was a game) had sent her into the mountains.. where monsters, of course, awaited.