Roleplay Type: Medieval Fantasy
Roleplay Backstory: The country you inhabit is large, stretching over a large area with vastly different climates. The country varies from freezing, stormy mountain ranges to the north and boiling deserts to the south, and anything in between.
Name: Britta Moreau
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Species: Human
Powers: Can learn to talk to animals. It takes time, and she has to meet one of those animals first, but after a few weeks she can learn their language. When she fully learns a language she can sound exactly like the animal.
Personality: Britta is sarcastic, cold, and snappish. She's hard like ice and keeps herself well guarded from, well, anyone. She's a loner who prefers to stay in solitude, and doesn't really get along with people anyways. When you get to know her she's much more calm, gentle and go with the flow. When she gets angry she has a "fuck shit up" way to go about it, though a long fuse. You don't want to get on her bad side, because she won't be afraid to rip into you.
Appearance: Media. A decent 5'6 with good muscles, especially on her arms and shoulders. Essentially always in heavy bulky parka and winter clothing because of her location.
Skills: Britta is a skilled survivalist, especially in harsh, cold conditions. She's a skilled archer and not bad at melee combat, especially with her hatchet.
Flaws: She isn't particularly fast, though her heavy clothes do help to weigh her down. She has a hard time connecting with people and isn't one for friends. Uncontrollable anger issues.
Backstory: Britta grew up in the freezing mountain ranges of the north, in one of the coldest parts of the country. Legends say the only people that could live that far north were descended from bears, but that's just a myth. She had a mother, a father, two brothers and three sisters. She was second youngest. They all lived in a small cabin in an icy valley, surrounded by forests and mountains. She was incredibly close to her father, who taught her everything about surviving in the arctic wasteland. Her mother taught her to shoot with a bow. She had a happy life until she was 13. Her whole family and her were on a fishing trip to a lake when the ice beneath them began to crack. They had always been so careful, but that day it wasn't enough. The ice broke and engulfed everyone except for Britta and her younger brother, killing them all in the icy water. Her brother died of hypothermia on the long trek home. Ever since she's been living on her own in the home where her family once slept.
Other: She had a barn owl named Heart.

Requirements:
•You need to be from a much warmer part of the country, or another warmer country entirely.
•You need to have little to no survival skills in cold climates
•You must need a guide to help you through the north.
•You need to be on a quest (of some sort) I can help you make up a quest if needed.
Scenario: You've been traveling farther and farther north for weeks, and it's getting progressively harder to survive. You aren't built for this weather. You're currently freezing, running low of food, clean water, and any other supplies. You're starting to worry whether you're going to die out here. You continue through the snow, before you see a small cabin. A storm is coming closer, and you need shelter. You get closer, and bring yourself to knock on the door. After a moment it opened to show Britta standing there, frowning at you.