Born to a mercenary captain, Amaris has been training in the way of the blade since the age of 6 years old. she was an 11 year old girl with messy, long, black hair. She was avarage height for her age, and had emerald green eyes. Her father was captain Luctus. He, and his mercenary group, known as the band of the crimson knights, are very well known across the entire kingdom of Licentia.

Luctus has always told Amaris to see the enemy mearly as targets, not as people. However, Amaris has always had compassion for everyone around her, and has never had the heart to kill another person. But, she could kill beasts if it was with a bow, making it less personal.

"Amaris!" Luctus looked frustrated. "Stop daydreaming, concentrate on the hunt if you want to eat tonight!" Amaris came to her senses, but the deer she was hunting was already gone. She was thinking about Verona, a friend who died in the last battle. He had talked with Amaris about his dream to be known as a folk hero, but now... He will be just another forgotten soldier. She could not stop thinking about it, is this how she will end up, just another nameless body on a minor battlefield? she tried not to think about it.

it rained last night, the tracks of the dear were clear in the wet dirt. "I'll go after it, i know the way back to the camp." Amaris said. Luctus knew she was more than capable to survive this. "If you're not back before dinner, we'll go look for you." Amaris left.

right when she left, Luctus' mood changes to sadness, he never showes this side of him to Amaris. "I'm sorry Verona, i should have been a better leader." he looked into a muddy puddle, staring into his reflection. he had short, red, messy hear. he was wearing half plate armor and a crimson cloak. his eyes were identical to those of Amaris.

"Welcome back" Gale, the vice captain if the crimson knights said as Luctus returned to camp. "Where is your kid?" "She is still hunting, I hope she will get over her innocence soon. She can be a great warrior... but not if she dies before she can kill her enemy." Luctus said. "Do you still think being a mercenary is for her?" Gale said. Luctus replied, "she was born to fight, she could take out a dire wolf at the age of 10." "Yeah, I rememder that, how could i forget. And yet... you must think about what she wants, not just what she is good at." "she will never be successful if she doesn't do what she was born to do." "Maybe she doesn't need to be successful."