Miana was a child of the earth. Tending the crops with her parents and other chores that a child could do.

 Born to loving parents she quickly grew as if she was late for life and by her early teens had grew past her Da and Mother in height and strength.

 Miana grew fast but not only had her height caught the eyes and tongues of the other farmers and villagers around them as they gossiped wildly about the strange young girl who would stop and stare blankly at the sky for seconds at a time before going about her business.

 Her hair was dark black and eyes a soft grey with flecks of gold around the iris's, she was slim but strong from doing chores with little effort..even if it bothered the local boys that she not only towered over them but could arm wrestle most of them with ease.

 Still her passion, it seemed was to wander the wilds when she had time and search for the herbs that added income to her family and to see the wonder of the wild places that called to her.

She wears comfortable linen clothes of well used linen and wool, and that stained with the grasses and brushes that she traveled thru and from the herbs she sought in the hills around the town.