Ral

PROLOGUE
Things have not been going the way Ral would have liked.
Tracing things back to their beginning, we start with her upbringing. Ral's parents imposed high expectations for their daughter and insisted that she follow the path they laid out for her. This meant hours of religious study every day, on which young Ral was never particularly keen. Yes, she had potential. But pressure to perform bred resentment rather than results. And so it was that when she came of age, Ral gathered up her things and left without a word.
She would take her training along a different path, Ral decided. But how that path would appear did not become clear to her until Avalon was suddenly and inexplicably host to the demonic legions. Ah, this, this will be her calling. Ral allied herself with a small band of refugees and began studying the demons while also learning how to blend in with her natural surroundings. She would track them, study their movements, learn of their abilities, and hopefully discover their weaknesses. Ral learned what weapons suited her best and prepared herself to be a one-human demon-purging army.
And then, just as abruptly as they appeared, the demons were no more. There was no epic battle, no matching of power and skill. Just silence, and trepidatious desires by the people Ral encountered to go back to things as they were and to pretend the entire thing had never happened.
Disinterested in the various rebuilding efforts occurring in every settlement nationwide, Ral set off yet again. But this time, her eagerness to discover her path was replaced with a new resentment, feeling that her efforts had been unjustly wasted and her chance to prove herself stripped away from her. The new resentment mixed and mingled with the original one, and Ral began to feel that her family's past efforts to steer her toward their religious values were somehow to blame for these present feelings of being lost in the world.
And so it was that when Ral heard murmurings of efforts within Gaul to excise religion from the regular daily lives of its people, the prospect of such a cultured place appealed to her in a deep and undeniable way. Yes, Gaul is where she will finally find the chance to show the world just what this one human is capable of.
APPEARANCE
Ral keeps much of her appearance hidden. Her usual attire is what one might expect of a ranger, combining mail and leather to cover most of her skin, likely dirty from regular use. Atop it all is a green, hooded cloak and a simple domino mask. Occasionally, you might be able to discern that she has blonde hair.
But despite looking the part of a mysterious adventurer, don't assume that she strikes an imposing figure. That illusion will likely be dispersed the moment she begins talking... and complaining about anything and everything.