[amisja]

The only child of DoBern and Diana, master Matis artisans, Jayneylou's childhood was very happy and comfortable. However her family were not wealthy, despite their work being in high demand, her parents neither harvested nor hunted their own materials so they paid a high price for the finest quality they needed for their work. Jayneylou had all she needed though, food and warmth and the love of her parents. As loving parents do, Jayneylou's mother and father tried to pass down to her all the secrets of their crafts, hoping that in time she too would become a master crafts person. Despite this and their constant patience, they couldn't help but sigh as she fumbled with a needle or ruined yet another precious material. Jayneylou did not have the makings of an artisan. Her eyes constantly drifted to the rough and tumble boys playing in the yard...thats were she wanted to be, playing at battles.
Her parents knew that whatever their hopes they could not beat this wild child into their own mold, so they let her have her way...she would often play for hours, learning how to wield a sword and run with daggers, she'd come home hungry and dirty...but would sleep happily.
In those times, the conflicts which were such a part of many homins lives were no respector of position and even though Jayneylou's parents were gentle homins they to fell to an enemies' sword..
Their death was devastating to Jayneylou, little older than a child she was left to fend for herself. She had a few skills she learned as a child and with this, her willing manner and the memory of her parent's love she set out on her own.
An orphan and a refugee she started to make her way in the world. At first she found the going tough...fiercely independant Jayneylou wanted to find her own path...but in time she took the offer to join a guild for two weeks...and there she remained, growing to love and be proud of the New Empire Guild.
She joined them on the battle field, but something strange happened to her, despite believing she had the heart of a warrior, Jayneylou found that she had an overwhelming desire to run to the aid of a fallen commrade. This was legacy of the caring home she had been brought up in. In time she became a healer and remains so to this day.
Jayneylou has never forgotten her first fumbling attempts at crafting and now fully grown she understand why her parent's so wanted her to carry on their work....it didn't save them but it may save her.
Jayneylou is proud of her guild and the Matis homin race, but don't be mistaken, as befitting her wild redhair she has a wicked temper and many have felt the sharp side of her tongue! However her heart remains steadfast.
Jayneylou also has a love....higher born than she, many disapprove of their union, he elegant, strong a spiritual leader in his guild...she...well an upstart wild child. But they are happy....