My story starts years ago in the town of Riverdale. I was born the child of an elf and a human, both wonderful parents who I wouldn't have traded for the world. My mother, a beautiful, fragile elf who sadly wasn't able to handle my birth and died months after it. Her name was Gisabelle. I don't remember much about her, but I do know that she loved me with all her soul.

Brendam, my father, was but a simple alchemist, working always busily in his Pharmacy in order to keep us fed, but always leaving time to be with us. Yeah, I said us, because I wasn't an only child. Oh no, far from that. I had and still have two older brothers, Derek, the second oldest and the one always fussing over me, and Orwen, the oldest of the two and the overprotective one. I know I was told I was the one with most Elvish traits in the family, but their constant fussing was a bit too much. Ahhh, but how I love my brothers… Guess their protectiveness turned me into what I am today, into what I hope to become. Self-sufficient, a girl who can stand up for herself. Reason I became a warrior-in-training.

That's what made me pick up the silly accent at first too, if I'm not wrong… My brothers always used to pick on me because of the way I talked, "Too proper", they'd say… Afterwards, I just kept it because I could. It's fun to talk in a different way, it makes interacting with other people quite fun.

But anyway… I got bored of the usual sights of our city, and decided Stonegate was the place to go to finish my training in . And that's where I am at the moment. Joined the Barony of Riverdale and met lots of interesting people.

I don't know what the future has prepared for me, but I sure do miss my brothers and my father… Oh well, will see them again soon, when I actually get myself to return to Riverdale. *chuckle* Ahh, and the sea shall once again lullaby the hidden one to sleep