Legends of Belariath

Mina Otei Ray

The half blooded sylvan elf wolven hybrid never knew her father or her mother she was raised by humans from as far back as she could remember, found on a doorstep as an infant. She was raised by three generations at least her sylvan traits obviously dominent on her body at least. she was a powerful fighter and treated as a boy allowed to dress as she wished. she was taught to cook by the village chef and fight by the only combatant in the village; a knight. She enjoyed her upbringing every day that it lasted. She was a good woman even though she was never taught about life and what it had to offer other than friends & enemies never once did anyone mention to her anything of pleasures of the flesh.

Then came the fateful day a mysterious female pyromancer came into the village. Mina seemed wary of her but, as always the kind villagers accepted her with open arms; a week passed until the pyromancer attacked burning the village out of exitance slaughtering everyone mina cared for. Mina knelt near her trainer and the last man to take care of her and he offered her a gift, the headband he had always worn. She'd take up her weapon and charger the pyromancer who m had left mina alone up to this point. with a single flick of the wrist she sent mina to the ground her leg horribly burned. when mina awoke she was in an inn not far away, a healer had found her and patched her up four days before hand leaving her with her clothes magically mended.

From there she would return to the ruins of her home and set forge grave markers burying the charred remains of bodies before starting her travels looking for revenge craving to see the pyromancer's blood spilt upon the dirt. she was given direction to a place where many powerful mages often went, a place called Nanthalion. So without anywhere else to go, her father long since dead and her mother traveling the world she headed to wait there for the fire magess whom had shamed her so.

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