[Epiphany]

Name: Foxglove of Saidarth*
Race: Human
Age: 21
Height: 5' 10"
Hair: She has brown hair, rather dark, that has a tendency to try to wave, although not exactly gracefully.
Eyes: A purple-type colour that much resembles the flower for which she is named. She has some oval glasses given to her when she was young by a passing witch that cured her fever. Her bad eyesight is a result of that fever.
Clothing: Foxglove is a little pudgy in her tummy, around her upper arms, and in her thighs and rear. Not exactly fat, she isn't described as thin at first glance. Maybe with a little discipline in physical training, she could achieve the rounded-but-toned look that female adventurers have, but Foxglove much prefers activity of the mind.
Weapons: Although she isn't very proficient in its use, she owns a small dagger. Mostly she uses it for cutting food and other misc. objects, but on occasion she will resort to using it in self-defense. She is somewhat proficient with a bow and arrow.
Magick: Although Foxglove has a talent for magick, it is incredibly hard for her to control at first. She is working on magic in healing arts and basic elemental magicks.
Personality: Foxglove would at first be described as naïve and innocent, but she would proclaim (with a smile and shining enthusiasm) that she simply likes to be an optimist, since there is enough sadness in the world without always trying to be a downer. Foxglove tries to be a happy person, whom everyone can depend on due to her insecurities that arose from being teased about having sporadic magick, and that she usually isn't very graceful or skilled at anything, that she's always plain. She wants to be that person that everyone likes, that no one hates, even if she can't be a person that is remembered (for some type of skill or trait). She usually achieves this through pretending as if she isn't as bright as she is, or as if everyone around her is much cleverer than she is. Essentially, she strives to be the sort of person that can do what others tell her to do well enough that they can depend on her to be a wall-flower.
However, when she is with animals, and later her good friends, she opens up a little more, and strives to be truer to her morals and ideals, which aren't all that different from before; the only thing she will start to change is how she goes about standing up for her beliefs. She will become more confident in her temperament, not as afraid to disagree with others when she whole-heartedly believes them to be wrong. She essentially stops being timid and hiding behind what she thinks people want her to be, and starts living by how she wants to be. This results in a warm-hearted individual who feels strongly in her beliefs, is kindly to most, but ferocious in anger when frustrated.
Other: *Having lived in a small town where most everyone knows most everyone else, surnames became a frivolous thing that only those who felt the need to keep continued. Foxglove's family for generations had long ago left behind their surname, and instead took up the practice of naming their children after plants. This was as good a family identifier in the village of Saidarth as anything. When Foxglove leaves the swamplands, she takes up the title "Foxglove of Saidarth" to help introduce herself, as she sees other folk do.

Short Bio: Foxglove's dream was to always attend the legendary school for witches - Spindle Academy. However, once she got the chance, she realized that the school's reality was much different than the many books she had poured over back in her small hometown, far from any large cities. Because of her "old-fashioned" ideas about what magick and the Craft should be, she is teased at the school. Her teachers give her a hard time because she cannot find the source of her magick, or her Soulkey. Eventually, with all the pressure of leaving, Foxglove ends up running away from the school.

A cat named Hunter is her best friend and follows her everwhere.