Ok.. this is my first go at RPB and i thought I'd try it out, I'll be using the character Erika and i'm willing to play anyone.

The ground broke Erika's fall sharply knocking her unconscious. A moan rose from her lips as she opened her eyes, she was alive, the gods were not being merciful. She reached towards her back falteringly, blood bubbled through her fingers as she held the bony stump of what had once been a wing. She fell to her knees her whole body contorted by her grief. Through sore red eyes she scanned the scenery, she was on the outskirts of an idyllic forest, the soft warm glow of faeries flitting through the trees. She screamed, rage and grief circling the cry like carrion birds.

"Wasn't it enough to deprive me of my home? My love? Why do you torment me with flawed beauty?"

Using her lance as a walking stick she managed to stumble along the edge of the forest, looking for a place of shelter. She felt eyes on her neck and spun around.

"I do not need this"