Lily Sweetpea

## History

Once upon a time, a girl met a boy. Macie Mosswell had enjoyed Aleksander Sweetpea’s company from the time they smiled at each other at the bar on their fateful day. Her innocent and inquisitive nature intrigued the Minotaur. His protective nature drawn to her like a fly to honey. They became good friends first. Quiet conversations, loud wrestling matches in the fallen leaves, lunch meetings at their favorite dinner cart, and much more. Her smile and his laugh drawing them together until one day he kissed her. Somewhere along the way, the friends had fallen in love. From this love came Lily.

As a child, Lily enjoyed hearing about her parent’s romance. She’d cuddle with her sisters and brothers and listen to her mother with wide eyes. Giddy with excitement and wonder. Stories, songs, and love were always prominent in her life. With a huge family, she was the third born of quadruplets, she never had to look far for friendship and companionship. If she was taught anything growing up it was acceptance. No matter your differences everyone was accepted.

Lily was five when she touched her first weapon. Her father’s old battleaxe had drawn the child’s attention much to her mother’s terror. Nothing like a young Minotaur child running through the house dragging a full-sized battleaxe. Her father had laughed, took the weapon away, and swept the child into his arms while telling her, “Not yet my Little Ballerina”. To distract her for a few more years her father signed her up for formal dancing lessons at his school Clippity Cloppity Studios.

   On her seventh birthday, Lily was gifted a practice scimitar. The blunted blade had become her pride and joy. Combining her dance training with her combat ability, she quickly learned the trade. She sparred with her siblings and father daily, determined to be the best. All the while her history and religious training with her mother fueled her imagination. When asked what she wanted to be growing up, Lily would happily respond “A hero like my dad” and beam a happy smile.

On her seventh birthday, Lily was gifted a practice scimitar. The blunted blade had become her pride and joy. Combining her dance training with her combat ability, she quickly learned the trade. She sparred with her siblings and father daily, determined to be the best. All the while her history and religious training with her mother fueled her imagination. When asked what she wanted to be growing up, Lily would happily respond “A hero like my dad” and beam a happy smile.
Lily was fifteen when she took her first adventure job off the bulletin board. An escort for some traders to a nearby settlement. Keeping the job a secret from her mother, she packed a bag, grabbed her gear, and snuck out. Joining her party at the town gate before heading out. When she returned home a week later, she received the lecture of a lifetime. A stressed and very pregnant Macie reading the young woman the riot act before feeding and tending to her wounds. It only got worse when her Gma Sweetpea visited, only giving the girl a disapproving look before feeding her a slice of apple pie. Lily Sweetpea learned her lesson.

After that, Lily always made sure her family knew when and where she was going on a mission. A staff of sending, pressed into her hand by her father, was always within reach. It was a happy and joyful life for the young Minotaur.

Lily had just returned after one such mission. Needing a break, she took her siblings to the local swimming hole. They’d packed sandwiches, fruit, and tea before trekking off. Her scimitar on her hip just in case they ran into trouble. She dove into the water, swimming down to check the hidden cave beneath, before letting the younger children swim. She emerged from the waters, looked around, and found herself in a skull. Where was she?

## Appearance

Growing up everyone said Lily looks just like her father. A golden-brown hair that covers her head to toe seems to have a shine in the sun. The hair on her head a rich chestnut with speckles of auburn. The two large horns on her headstand proudly. Her pale green eyes glisten with laughter she always seems to just hold back. Years of exercise and training kept her body toned and muscular.

## Personality

Laughing, smiling, happy, and proud. Lily is all of these. She looks at the silver lining in everything. She was accused of having rose-colored glasses several times growing up but she would just laugh that away. Everyone and everything has a light in them, some are just harder to see than others. Lily wants to draw that light out in everyone.

## Aspirations

Lily wishes to become a big and famous adventure. To have her name written in the history books she grew up on. She wants to be a hero.