Lyari Qiralei

“You’ll never get any work done if you do it while dancing, come on, give me the mop.” Lyari Qiralei has always been an intuitive soul, helping themself and others around them with their work ethic and ideas. They try to strive to do better in all things, though as is part of personhood, they sometimes fail. Still, they try again and again till they either get things right or get tired of trying. 
==Early Life Events==
 
On the first day of Lyari’s life, they were abandoned by an unwilling mother to die amidst the ice and snow of a tundra cave. It was only when a human mercenary by the name of Garroth Vadan hid in the cave to avoid the nearby city’s law enforcement that Lyari would be saved from their cruel fate. They were raised by the mercenary and his friends from that day on, learning how to fight (and when to run) early on in their life. 
The other mercenaries were friendly to Lyari, and few others. While Lyari was more friendly than them to strangers, they were still a very guarded person like their mercenary father was. They learned a lot of habits from him, not just how to fight, but how to blend in, how to build things from very little material, and how to cook well and how to tell what plants were what. 
Growing up in Astos Lyari was subject to many days with little food and less than ideal living conditions, but their father ensured that they at least never had it worse than him. If they had two slices of bread left and they’d both skipped lunch, Lyari would get both. When they asked why their father would never take the other one, he’d always say something along the lines of “You’re a growing kiddo, once you’re my age you won’t need that much food either.” to reassure them. Lyari stopped believing it as they got older, but they appreciated the sentiment. 
Another thing Lyari struggled with was making friends around town. Often being ostracized for their ice elf heritage in a town of mainly humans, or for their being adopted, or for not being the best at talking to others, Lyari stayed friendly through it but occasionally made comments of their own when they were feeling especially hurt. Their best friend when they were younger was their own imagination, often hiding away in their room to read, sew, or cook food for their father and his friends to eat when they returned from their next job. 
Lyari knew their father loved them, but sometimes they wondered why the other kids’ parents showed it so differently. They knew that he’d taken them in at a tough time, that he was giving up some meals for them, and that he was constantly teaching them ways to keep themself safe, but he never gave hugs or told them they’d be okay when they were crying. They thought that maybe it would be awkward, and brushed the thought off for a while, though the lack of affection was something they were reminded of often through their older childhood. 
Once they hit sixteen, they started going on mercenary jobs with their father and helping to support themself. They were glad to have this extra time with him seeing as when they were younger he was often gone with the rest of his group, but Lyari didn’t like how violent the jobs got. There was often someone in need of rescuing, and a lot of people needed to die to get them back. Or, even worse, there was someone who needed to die and even more people had to die to get to their actual target. Lyari and her father were often among the first people called upon once the recon team was done collecting information. They were in the fray when larger battles were happening, and in more closed missions (usually in manors and such) they were the ones punching people out or chokeholding them till they passed out so they could get to their targets. When Lyari asked their father why he didn’t try to get another career going, he simply replied: “It’s too late for me to try by now, I’m too deep into the work. If you’d like, you could start doing something else though. You shouldn’t have to be trapped in this for the rest of your life.” 
It was then that Lyari decided that one day, they’d do something other than mercenary work. Something meaningful, appreciated, and possibly even fun. But it would be quite a while and quite a lot of work to get something like that started.
==Recent Life Events==
At age twenty, Lyari started taking jobs without their dad to fall back on. They’d wanted to do it sooner, but he insisted on waiting till they were just a bit older for some reason. This freed them up to do things more related to what they wanted their future to be. Less violent, and more helping around the community. It wasn’t making them as much money, but they were so efficient at helping people that they were getting pretty close some days. It was during this time that they became more familiar with animal tending. One day when they took a job helping someone track down their missing farm animals, they saw the old woman who ran the farm struggling to rein in a hog they’d just returned to her. 
So they stuck around for a bit to let the lady rest, and in return she taught them all about tending to farm animals. What feed they liked, how to fix injuries, and even how to birth a baby cow, by the end of the day Lyari was pretty good at it. And they wanted to learn more. 
So they came back the next day after their other jobs were done and did more work, completely free of charge. They took care of chickens and pigs most of the time, and at one point got a big sloppy kiss from the farm dog. And in the end, they left feeling happy. Even wanting to start a farm of their own, and maybe a seamstress shop on the side since they’d always loved sewing, but they’d need to do bigger and better things to achieve those dreams. So bigger and better things they would do. 
==Present Life==
Right now Lyari is looking for bigger, more important, and better paying work to achieve their dream of starting a farm and/or opening a seamstress shop. It’s still a little blurry in their mind, but one thing is clear. They want it to become a reality someday, and they’ll take pretty much any job that isn’t completely against their morals to make that happen. So they’re wandering around the kingdom, and sometimes other nearby settlements that they wouldn’t usually go to in an attempt to find more intense work. 
==Personality==
Lyari has always been fairly intuitive, though it may not seem that way at first. They are often calculating in their responses and won’t trust very easily, though they always at least try to come across friendly. They’re also a bit socially awkward. 
==Fun Facts==
*Lyari loves cats (and most other animals)
*She collects things constantly
* She hates the color orange 
* She hates eating pork (hard to get the moisture right, it always comes out too dry)
*Her father picked her last name as well as her first to be more elf-like so she could feel a bit in touch with her ice elf roots