My name is Deneb and I am a Healer. At a young child I was adopted by an old crone in the forest who taught me herbalism and the ways of magic. She wasn’t a very friendly woman to outsiders, the locals considered her something of a spooky witch, but she was kind enough to me. Because of this I didn’t really meet a lot of people as I was growing up. One day she found me looking wistfully into the forest and told me I’ve learned all she could teach and I could either stay here and live the same life she did, or strike out on my own.
So I left.
My vulnerability: I lived an extremely sheltered life in the woods and do not understand society at large. Also I’m literally a witch.