Name: Willow
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Willow is dark skinned, since her tribe spent all their time in the sun. It’s hard to tell whether she was born with it or if she darkened over time. When not talking her eyes are usually looking around, it’s a habit for her to observe around for potential threats since she works as a guide. When listening to someone, she looks at their lips directly, since it helps her understand the language. She speaks with her hands, and has a brisk step.
She covers herself head to ankle with clothing--she couldn't ever get used to shoes-- so she won’t be recognized if she ever runs into her old tribe.
Personality: Willow is lacking, say, a poker face. She is the easiest person to read. Happy, sad, mad, you got it just look at her face. Her face and hands talk more often than she does. She’s much more of a listener than a talker, since she can understand the language very well, but she often stumbles the more specific the word is. Luckily, her expressions often save her.
She is very hardened by her past, but everyone in these times seem to be. She wants to have strong bonds with people, and to make herself a new family, but she struggles to approach people in a way that seems friendly. However she tries her best, and for some people, that’s all that matters. Despite all this Willow would be hard pressed to be in a romantic relationship. Her trauma from the tribe prevents her.
She see’s enemies as nuisances, and has no problem with violence. She often collects the remains of pokemon and people, because hey, 80% water is still water. Plus, there are a bunch of useful organs.
History: People aren’t kidding when they say life is hard in the wastelands. That couldn’t be more true for Willow. She was born in a nomadic tribe, and being the third child that year to be born under a moon, she was selected.
All of her life, she was raised to be the bride of the chief. She spent a lot of time with him, enough to think that he was her father. But at the age of nine with her first signs of womanhood, it became very clear that he did not see her as a daughter.
Oddly heartbroken and afraid, she ran away from all she knew, using her knowledge of the desert to find her way to what her tribe called “the busy people”. She heard they had great shining monuments, and more people than you could ever imagine.
When she arrived, she realized that assimilating would be an issue. First, people stared at her. She was wearing the traditional paint, but they were all wearing garments, like how the adults do. Even the children were. She was grabbed by a woman who spoke strangely, and dragged off. She felt like she was seen as a wild animal.
She later learned that woman was “polees”. Her hair was completely shaved off, while she was tied down. She was cleaned up and given clothes, then back out into the streets she went. She learned that although it was said differently, the busy people’s version of her name was Willow. She decided to keep it, since she was never going back. Bald, and now 10 years old. She had heard a legend about a ten year old once, and was inspired.
She noticed a lot of people wanted to leave the busy people place. She could understand why. So she offered guide services, gradually learning the language of these people (although she never learned to read their language). She always made sure to avoid her tribe and others, and although she missed the people, she knew she could never return to that fate.
Once she found a group of busy people, lost in the wastelands, the woman offered companionship in return for Willow’s services. It may have not seemed much to the woman, but to Willow, it was a magical second chance at having a community, or even a family. She took the offer immediately, and never went back.
Weapon: As a guide, Willow has found her stone staff immensely useful at bonking away enemies before they get too close.
Misc. Info: -Very flexible, can do the splits and things like that.
Species: Medicham (f)
Nickname: Koo
About: On one of her journeys she was gifted an egg rather than a monetary sum. She ended up liking her, and naming her Koo. In return for Koo’s help in knocking down enemies, Willow healed her with their remains and fed her.
Other: Koo is the big spoon. Willow is the little.