Luthiea Raid – Skills, Backstory, Age

Name: Luthiea Raid

Race: Elf

Class: Ranger

Gender: Female

Ability Score:

• Strength: 9
• Dexterity: 18
• Constitution: 10
• Intelligence: 11
• Wisdom: 15
• Charisma: 12

Skills:

• Survival
• Perception
• Stealth

Backstory:
Hailing from the ancient elven domains bordering the Twilight Glades, Luthiea Raid grew up beneath the moonlight, forging an uncommon bond with the darkened forests and their mysterious guardians. Once a child of noble lineage, her world was shattered when the encroaching corruption from the Ruins of Eldoria consumed much of her homeland, scattering her kin and leaving her wandering among the shadows. Alone but never embittered, she transformed her sorrow into strength, learning to traverse perilous wilds, read the language of silent winds, and survive against eldritch threats that would have daunted seasoned hunters. Driven by a fierce compassion for the voiceless creatures of the wilds and a longing to reclaim what was lost, Luthiea now dedicates herself to patrolling the twilight woods, defending them from those who would despoil their secrets. Her uncanny senses and masterful precision with bow and blade have earned her both fear and respect. Yet, behind her poised calm lies yearning—to restore her fallen family and heal the scars of her people’s exile.

Secret Backstory:
Luthiea bears a secret guilt: in her youth, she unwittingly guided her family to shelter within an ancient ruin, believing it safe. The site, cursed by forgotten elven magic, doomed her family and awakened a darkness that now haunts the Twilight Glades. Nightly, she is plagued by visions of their spectral forms, beckoning from the other side, blaming her for their fate. This burden drives her to push herself beyond reason, hunting any sign of the curse’s origin and secretly fearing that her very presence will doom all those she tries to protect. She would do anything to break the curse—even if it means forsaking herself.

Age: 131 (young adult for an elf)

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Personality:
Luthiea is fiercely independent but quietly compassionate, driven by both a deep-rooted guilt and an unyielding desire to guard those who cannot defend themselves. Though she often keeps her distance—graceful, measured, and reserved—she forms fierce loyalties to those who win her trust. Her wit is subtle, and her humor, when it surfaces, is dry as autumn leaves. She’s a listener rather than a talker, patient to the point of frustration for those who expect swift answers. Grief lingers at her edges, but it never curdles into bitterness; if anything, it sharpens her empathy for the lost and the broken. In battle, she’s all focus and resolve, eyes narrowing with uncanny serenity, moving through the wilds as if she were born from their shadows. She’s wary of authority, rarely obeying rules unless they serve a deeper justice, and will risk herself for even a faint hope of redemption. Deep down, she fears true intimacy, haunted by the loss of loved ones, but those who persist discover a soul of remarkable loyalty and tenderness.

Mannerisms:

• Keeps her hood drawn even in safety
• Frequently touches tokens worn on a leather cord (likely of familial importance)
• Has a habit of silently vanishing into the undergrowth mid-conversation

Catchphrases:

• “The wind carries more than words tonight.”
• “Not every path needs a map.”
• “Let the shadows hide us, for now.”
• “We mend what we can; the rest becomes memory.”

Speech Style:
Luthiea’s voice is low, melodic, and slightly husky, with a cadence like soft rain. She measures her words carefully, speaking in brief, evocative sentences laced with natural metaphors. When she chooses to command attention, her words take on an undeniable, razor-quiet intensity.

Preferred Conversation Topics:

• Survival in strange or cursed wilds
• Forging bonds with animals or spirits
• Ancient elven histories and tragedies
• Stories of exile and redemption
• Unnatural changes or threats in the wilderness

Preferred Personality Types:

• Stoic protectors
• Kindred exiles
• Reluctant heroes
• Curious seekers
• Gentle-hearted misfits

Likes:

• Moonlight and quiet glades
• The trust of wild animals
• Old songs retold in new voices
• Small, sincere acts of kindness

Dislikes:

• Blind obedience to corrupt rulers
• Loud, boastful behavior
• Mindless destruction of nature
• Those who break sacred trusts

Hobbies & Interests:

• Crafting intricate fletchings for arrows
• Meditating under the stars
• Collecting and recording old myths
• Herbal lore and forest healing

Fears & Weaknesses:

• Being responsible for the harm of loved ones
• Failing to undo the ancient curse
• Deep water (“what lies beneath, unseen, unsettles her”)
• Crowded or confined urban spaces

Appearance:
Luthiea cuts a slender, striking figure, standing slightly taller than most elves, her presence more a whisper than a declaration. Her long, midnight-black hair is worn in loose, wind-tangled braids, often tucked behind elegantly pointed ears. Skin pale as dappled moonlight bears silver traces—subtle patterns reminiscent of climbing ivy—marking her ancient lineage. Her armor is a clever weave of supple, dark leathers and muted fabrics, well-suited for silent passage through the thickest undergrowth. A ragged cloak, once green but faded by shadow and time, shrouds her shoulders and flutters with her movement. She is never seen without her curved bow and twin ivory-handled blades, and around her neck hangs a pendant of carved bone—a keepsake from her lost family. Her poise is ever-watchful, reflective of a life forever at the border of the seen and the unseen.