Abigail Dissen
Names are often deceiving – a ship with the proud name “Victorious” can easily sink in its very first battle, a sword called “Demon Slayer” may claim far more lives of ordinary people, and a shop named “Bill’s Everything” might not be owned by anyone named Bill at all, but rather by a perfectly normal John. And the tavern “The Playful Stallion” could easily be considered one such example – there was absolutely nothing playful about the atmosphere of this quiet establishment with cheap drinks and almost as cheap rooms. Nevertheless, the place still managed to stay afloat, unlike that same “Victorious.” The reason for this was both simple travelers who couldn't afford anything better, and those who didn't want to attract unnecessary attention. Sometimes these were criminals. Sometimes heretics persecuted by the inquisitors of Astromeria. And sometimes lovers. Like the ones arguing in one of the rooms right now.
“This is your child, Geldur. I don’t care if you planned it or not,” said the young woman, looking like she was in the early months of pregnancy, barely holding back a scream.
Her interlocutor, an older man, listened to the accusations with a stony face. If the emotional state of the future mother concerned him, it wasn't in the way she would have liked.
“Matilda, you are mistaken,” Gelder’s voice showed no emotion, “and you are not in a position to make any demands of me. I am a married man. But even if I weren't, the difference in our status is too great. You knew perfectly well what you were getting into. Moreover, you should be grateful to me that I allow your child to live at all. This is unheard-of generosity on my part. And despite all this, you still aren't satisfied. Do you want money? You will get it if you stop this performance and leave me alone.”
With each new word from the nobleman, Matilda’s face grew redder and redder, but the phrase about money was the last straw for her. She tore off an expensive-looking ring from her finger, threw it towards the man, and without saying another word, slammed the door shut.
***
Abigail’s childhood could hardly be called happy. Placed by a curator in a military school, the girl returned home exhausted after grueling training in martial arts. At home, she was met by Matilda, who was equally worn out from working in the forge, barely having enough strength left to take care of her daughter. Any questions about her father were always answered with one thing – he served as a soldier in Menas’ army and heroically died in the war against the Donar barbarians. Even when young Dissen found out from conversations with neighbors that her mother was lying.
Unable to find out the truth about her lineage, the girl devoted more and more time to studying, trying to drive away unnecessary thoughts and not chase ghosts. And ironically, it was this perseverance that led Abigail to begin suspecting the true identity of her father. Shortly after she entered the list of the most outstanding students at her military school, the girl began to notice a man watching her. However, Matilda hastened to reassure her daughter that no one was following her. According to her words, the person in question was Lord Gelder Vossenholt, the owner of the company where she worked. And he probably noticed Abigail because her face seemed familiar to him. To the logical question “But why would a lord remember the face of an ordinary worker?”, however, her mother could not give a clear answer. Nevertheless, despite her own suspicions, the girl never tried to even talk to her supposed father, well aware of what this might lead to.
***
Despite her talents, or perhaps precisely because of them, upon completing her training, Abigail was almost immediately sent to the hottest spots, from which few returned alive. But one dead comrade was replaced by another, and the young warrior continued to serve Menas, returning home to her mother again and again after each military campaign.
Matilda Dissen, who had completely ruined her health by this time, was bedridden and only thanks to her daughter’s salary could afford the necessary medical care. And although Abigail would have been happy to switch to another type of service, for example, become one of the instructors at her former academy, so that she could take care of Matilda herself, every request she made was denied. Ultimately, this led to exactly what Abigail feared most – when she returned from the front, she found her mother no longer among the living. For her, this moment was pivotal – with Matilda died the only reason why Dissen continued to serve, risking her life daily for meager pay. It was time to start all over again and achieve the life that Abigail believed she deserved.
Origin:
Menas
The cost of learning professions is reduced by half;
Ability to unlock an additional level for combat specializations (choose one: +4 to hit, +4 to dodge, +10% chance for critical damage, +2 to hit and +2 to dodge, paralysis (20%), +10 damage, double damage (25%), triple damage (10%), ignore 15 units of protection).
Religion:
Atheist
+1 to all characteristics
+1 to characteristic limit
Perk:
Beauty
+8 to attractiveness
Characteristics:
Strength — 9 (8 + 1)
Agility — 6 (5 + 1)
Perception — 5 (4 + 1)
Intelligence — 6 (5 + 1)
Willpower — 5 (4 + 1)
Charisma 5 (4 + 1)
Professions:
Warrior III
+4 to hit, +4 to dodge, +2 speed, +10% chance for critical damage
Maximum weapon damage increases by 15% for each unit of strength exceeding the item’s requirements
Specializations:
One-and-a-Half Handed Sword II
+3 to hit, +3 to dodge
Double Damage (30%)
Inventory:
One-and-a-Half Handed Sword
Travel Clothes
Leather Boots
Wallet with money
Siverfale
Ple-Sen
