Well... I think I should explain how I know all this... Maybe because it was really odd? A pregnant Reian got her a ride home in a Balaur's pagati? Yes the patrols saw that... When they got my mom to Kamar she was taken to the Council of Elders. Everyone thought she was a traitor, even the Council wanted to execute her. But Kahrun, oh the wise Kahrun, he could see that all she said was true so her story became a tale. I'm not sure if all I said was true but... at least is what I was told... There are a lot of different versions... Some are ridiculous, like... A full legion of Balaur found the group and the brave Reians killed them all! Only to be killed by a General.
My mom died during my birth... Exhausted from all the running and labor pain they said... But what intrigued them were my wings. After the Cataclysm and Siel's death Reians lost all their powers and their ability to fly. My wings seemed to be able to fly. Until today... I dunno how. I was born and now I had no mom or dad... But I had a big family, we Reians watched out for each other but I couldn't be raised in a war zone. So where should I go? Asmodae? Elysea? They couldn't choose either... Why? Reians would have another war on their hands. So they decided to keep me in Sarpan. They sent me to Garldar Village, so I could be raised in a calmer ambient and have contact with the different people of Atreia. I was everybody's daughter.
Years passed in that calm and joyful place. I met a lot of people, from Elyos to Asmodians. I found that Elyos always had a kind of light to them, it seemed that every time one came into the scene the world would light up. As for Asmodeans... I was always intrigued with their glowing eyes and their furry backs. Countless times I asked myself, could my dad have been one of them? I mean... My wings worked and I learned to fly with all of them... (Anyway! I'm getting side tracked! There's so much I wanna write and not that much time!)
Around my teen years I learned how to use all sorts of weapons, but my favorite was a bow. I also learned about Aion, Siel, Israphel and all the Empyrean and Dragon Lords. My mentors weren't only Reians, some Asmodians and Elyos took the time to teach me during their travels. The most curious encounter I had as a learner was with a group of Shugos. With them I learned the power of Kinah and all that if meant for most of Atreia's people. My life at the Village was simple and without much danger, but I always found a way to sneak out. (Don't get me wrong, I loved all the peace and quiet life but we all need to spread our wings and search for our meaning of life.) During my time there I never saw other kids... I was told that there were some in Elysea and Asmodae but I never met any. Maybe the reason there weren't more kids around is the fact that Reians are not used to be mortal. Who knows!
My kind was determined to keep me out of the war. Everyone saw me like their own child, all of them wanted to protect me. But even Sarpan wasn't safe from Balaurs madness. After the rise of Beritra, Kamar was attacked. I could see the smoke rising and covering the sky. Regardless of all the effort to keep me away from the battle I found a way to escape Garldar Village. I ran as fast as I could holding my training bow. Kamar couldn't be that far! I was almost inside of the City when two Clerics stopped me. They were tired, looking around me I could see Elyos, Asmos and Reians, some dead, others in pretty bad shape, surely this two Elyos where trying to save them.
"Aren't you a little young to be here?"
The cleric looked me from top to bottom, she was covered in blood and her chair armor were totally wrecked. While talking with me she jumped around bodies trying to save who ever she could. Then the other approached me, another Elyo and another female. Her armor wasn't as damaged as the other one but she was really tired, I could see that she had some difficulty holding her mace and shield. This two are still with me, Lyunna and DrHealer. Always looking out for others. While they treated the fallen soldiers a group of Balaur came out of the city, their perverted eyes stopped on the injured Clerics. I grabbed my bow and got ready to shoot but a big clef fell on some of their heads, Hatrox the song weaver was the first to appear. Then a group of Elyos jumped them, for the Clerics smile I could see they knew each other. I wanted to help, I really did, but looking at them fighting, I felt useless... Then another group of Balaur came up on us and I got my chance. I helped them, I had the chance to fight for my kind and defend our City.
In the end we were victorious, Kamar was safe, for now. The group of Elyos that I helped became my new family. And I will never forget all the Chickens (That Rawr At Asmos).