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Aminaa Kharadeen, a youth who derived from the Sultanate of Haria, and was renown for her exalted beauty. Aminaa’s mother, Emiress Kaia Kharadeen, specifically chose to name her after her late aunt, an infamous Kharadeen-Staunton, who was better written out of history. Her younger days never particularly amounted to much, for she’d spend most of her younger days studying in the libraries and being taught court etiquette by mentors paid by royalty.
At the age of sixteen, had Aminaa requested a new mentor of sorts, one wherein she’d be scorned for, but alas, their parents loved her all the same, and introduced the woman to an eldritch elf, whose name was plenty, but one was used for the incursion: Sinaht. Sinaht, an emaciated Elf who feigned his scholarly position, using naught but the enlightenment his years of knowledge had brought him.
It soon became apparent to the parentage of the Kharadeen that the supposed scholar, Sinaht, wasn’t who he proclaimed himself to be, for they’d employed him to train the woman in the art of advanced court etiquette, history, and basic magical studies. Instead, he’d sought to enlighten the youth in the vile transgressions of the Undead and the unorthodox teachings of the necrotic studies; but alas, her teachings were cut short.
His ploy was unveiled by her parentage, when Sinaht had sought her life, and a horrific howl shook the palace from which she’d resided within, and as the envoy of guardsmen encroached upon the duo, wielding golden weaponry in an effort to thwart the tenebrous beast; a Daeva. He’d relinquished the Kharadeen, believing he’d strangled the life out of her, and in his efforts to retreat, she’d feigned her own death, and was ultimately saved by the guardsmen. The ordeal had scarred the fair youth, unfortunately frightened by all things unorthodox, and most certainly, she were terrified by all manners of creatures.
But alas, the annals of time are unforgiving, but often merciful, and in rarity, does it escape the minds of those ailed by their past. The young Kharadeen was tended, with sheer love, and care, ergo she’d opted to discard of her innate desire to learn of tenebrous history, and instead, she decided to return the very same love her parents had given her, to any and all.
