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…this was meant to be short. And then it ended up as ~1k of backstory for one of my Wardens. So, introducing Camellia Tabris, my perpetually worried city elf rogue (who unlike Sereda, is unambiguously a good person.)

• Camellia Tabris grew up on her mother Adaia’s (sanitised for children) stories of her adventures and scrapes. Camellia loved them, and wanted to grow up to be just like her mother!
• She got taught knifeplay, a bit of swordplay, and of course, how to steal anything that wasn’t nailed down (and how to remove the nails from things that were) by her mother. Camellia was on track to be the alienage’s next wild child, the one that was kinda concerning but who had the best stories— (She wanted adventures not because she wanted the excitement or the fame, not entirely. She wanted them so she could save people. All the best stories were about saving people.)
• Adaia died when Camellia was thirteen. She wasn’t reckless—but she stood out. She was a tall enough poppy that when there was trouble, she was a good enough scapegoat.
  •  Some say that she just ran out of luck. You can escape Raleigh, but you can’t escape Raleigh and the hangman. There’s only so much luck to go around.
• Camellia knew about death, of course she did—but she hadn’t realised that her mother’s adventures, that standing out, could get you killed.