19 years ago a little elf was born, her name was Elora. She was a healthy and very small baby, she was loved dearly by her Mother & Father, Her Mother was Dessielle Valthyra a wood elf, she was kind and would help the tribe hunt. She had brown hair with yellow eyes, and oh was she beautiful. Elora's Father Ailen Omaberos was a High elf, with white hair and green eyes, he was a wise and was a fun gentleman. 4 years later Elora's mother gave birth again to a twin girl and boy named Covey and Fae, Elora was only 5 at the time and adored her brother and sister. One fateful day The Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska issued a declaration of war against the Silver state of Haelun'or, beginning the Haeseni-Haelun'orian War, making them set the whole town on fire. Elora watched it all happen with her baby sister and brother, her parents were caught in between the battle. Elora could do nothing but watch, the fire seemed to devour everything she loved, with no hesitation. Elora took her baby brother and sister and fled, when she returned that morning, everything was gone, her home, her life, her parents. All Elora had left were her brother and sister, but she knew they would not be safe. the past few days she kept a close eye on one particular elderly lady, also a high elf. that night she left her baby brother and sister on her doorstep and kissed them goodbye. that day her heart seemed to crack, she was never the same, cheerful and fun young lady again. years later she found a wood tribe and was adopted into it, they bathed, clothed and educated her, she learnt skills of medicine and healed the sick and wounded. though she may have healed her grief but never her fear, Fire.
