Legolas
As he walked over the snaking path toward the village up ahead, the elf noticed the people in the village were still awake. Men and women walked the streets ahead, some of them holding candles, others mugs of ale. Strings full of leaves hung between the houses, probably fresh and green.
He heard a soft voice to his right, though there never once came a reply. Soon after, his keen ears picked up the sound of footsteps. A girl, a woman, was walking through the forest, talking to herself.
Having decided she was not a thread and would not be likely to spot him anyway, he walked the last few hundred yards into the village. He would get some rest before moving on again.
OOC: Not sure about this, but you want us to make up a history and keep it secret, then let the character enter the world, the character being unaware of what is happening around him/her and relying only on information which could realistically be gained through seeing/hearing first hand?
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