Monroe Cathmore
I feel myself unraveling
Suspended and strange
Listen...
No matter what you see here,
No matter what erupts from my depths
No matter what ruin comes of us,
When I am gone promise me
Promise me when you sleep,
When you dream of me
It will be in colours of white
[i see the birth and death of the universe swimming around in your eyes]
Suspended and strange
Listen...
No matter what you see here,
No matter what erupts from my depths
No matter what ruin comes of us,
When I am gone promise me
Promise me when you sleep,
When you dream of me
It will be in colours of white
[i see the birth and death of the universe swimming around in your eyes]
Past
Found the only survivor of a seaside town that was destroyed by unstoppable horrors, a young Monroe was taken to the Astenvale Monastery after her insistence on not being left behind with strangers that wished to care for her. It was rumoured she was from a rather wealthy family, and that she now was sole inheritor to a certain wealth. By keeping herself away from the home she once knew, it meant she could break from her born responsibilities and live the life she had always wished for herself: adventure and purpose.Present
Now a few years serving as a sworn Knight, Syr Cathmore lends her trained eye with bow and arrow as her preferred method of weapon. Although not lousy with a sword, her aim always strikes true when loosed from the bow.She rarely thinks of where she came from, except dreaming of the sea and remembering the sun turning the waves to gold. That had been her favourite memory as a young girl and she wishes to visit the sea again.
