Born with a high elf mother--Alas--and a dark elf father--Lorsan--Mystica was born of mixed blood near the city of Sutica. Lorsan was a captain of a ship and Alas was a traveller. As their love deeped, they had attempts to make a child. It took awhile due to the elven curse, but after thirteen years of trying Alas gave birth to Mystica. They sailed off towards the west in attempts to start a new family life in the seas. However, a storm unexpectedly came, and destroyed the ship. One of the only survivors was Josphon, a human from the cold city of Curon, who saved Mystica during the bellowing tempest. After three days tide, they landed upon the shore, and Josphon took the young elf home with him. Ignoring the jeers of his fellow humans did he raised her, teaching her the ways of the sword, how to read or write, and how to navigate the stars.
Nine years since the storm, Josphon walked with Mystica down the snow covered streets. Today was the day Josphon was about to surprise her with a new pet. However, a rouge group of dwarves ransacked the city, pillaging everything they can grasp. Josphon’s pool of ruby blood glimmered underneath the winter sun, Mystica frozen in terror until one of the shortlings attempted to grasp her wrist. She managed to struggle free and ran, as fast as she ever ran before. From then on, she hid within caves and traveled during the night. Her only contact came from a lone snow elf in mountains who was near the cusp of her 1,200 year life. She allowed Mystica to visit from time to time, handing her books and giving her food until the day she died from illness. Mystica was the one who had to burn the body and began to travel once more. She passed by cities, watching the lives of others drifting by, until she stumbled upon Sutica...

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