Rema has always been an outsider, she was the runt of her litter deemed by her pack to small to be good for anything excep possibly breeding. Left mostly to her self and shunned by other due to her hight and her odd manerisms and eyes, Rema was left to look to her own education and amusement. When she began to see and talk to things that others could not see or hear her packmates for the most part believed she had completely lost her mind...all but the packs shamon, he saw in her the truth, that her imaginary friends were in fact the spirits speaking to her. After spending several years under his guidance, one night while on attempting to interperate the will of the gods she understood that she had to leave her pack to walk another path and guide those lost souls return to the path.
Her path has been a long one and not only one of soul saving but also one of knowlege and self discovery, already she has learned much during her time away from her pack for one she has come into contact with several new races (at least to her) at various road side inns. At these inns she has been told of a place where many different races live together and in search of this place her path has led her far from home and has lead her at the very edge of the town of Nanthalion...