DivineSN

Born in 1647 Lorelei was born in the elven city of Caras Eldar on Atlas years before they were forced from their land, on a cold harsh night. Her most notable feature were her emerald green eyes that seemed to light up the room as she was born. She was born to two pureblooded wood elves following the ways of the aspects. Further on in her childhood they had began to slowly teach her what they had been taught since they had moved into the city, it wouldn’t be much longer before the household became more and more strict. Lorelei being as curious as she was at the age of ten years old started to read the teachings of other world religions. Her two parents had kept strict rules of leaving the city as they feared for their daughters safety. They knew the world could be cold and ruthless. Their warnings and punishments didn’t stop her from slipping through the city’s borders. The girl would never make it far, only to the forests where she met other children from the nearby Druid Order. They’d tell her all of the amazing things their parents could do and it filled her eyes with wonder of what else was a possibility. Her parents soon found out of her escapes as she had started handing letters to druids walking in and out of the city, asking them to hand over the letters to the other children in the grove for meet ups in the woods. “Can’t use the owl... mum’ll found out.” She repeated to herself each and every time she sent a letter. Not noticing her father watching her closely. As she grew into her twenties she started travelling towards the grove itself, her friends sneaking her in for a few hours, before leaving before anyone really knew she was there. Once her mother and father had come to terms with the fact they couldn’t keep her locked behind the Caras Eldar’s limits they had decided that if she was going to travel more of Atlas she had to learn one skill. She wasn’t very agile with a sword, or really any kind of blade that wasn’t a dagger. Her marksmanship was something to behold. This made her parents sigh of relief, for a while they had started to think she wasn’t able to fight. Weeks of studying in her downtime and training with the bow and crossbow she had finally decided she wanted to leave the city and see what other pieces of the world had to offer. She spent her time in the woods, making her way towards the snowy plains and forests. She sent letters back and fourth to her parents keeping them up to date on events she had seen, and what she had learned. When they were forced out of Atlas she had lost contact with her parents, years later moving on with life. Hoping one day she can see them again. She had a gut feeling they were still alive. She only had to wait.