Having been chased out of the village and woods due to your species, you weren't in great condition.

Amara saw you from her watch point in the trees, you looked, unique. A trait that she liked. She followed your frantic movements before jumping down from the tree and standing behind you.

"You're a unique thing aren't you." She mumbled, looking you up and down. Her short fluffy white hair and tanned skin, pointed ears. Shes an elf watchguard.

She'll be your guard now.