(Playby: Natalie Portman)
Full Name: Farihah Asralia
Race: Asrai
Age: 103
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color/Hair Style: Shoulder Blade Length, Black
Gender: Female
Weapon/Armor Specialization: Very proficient with simple, light weapons and armor (short bows, knives, leather armor, etc).
Personal History:
"I do not know the story of my family's exile from Emraldi, the city of the ancient ones. It was so many ages ago now that I am doubtful whether my father and mother even knew of it. If they did, they did not see fit to tell me before they passed on. Perhaps that is for the best, for I am sure that no good could come of such knowledge. Why dwell on past grievances when so much evil is happening now?
I speak, of course, of the destruction of the lands and peoples all around us. Day by day more is lost. Murder over land disputes, sickness and plague, fire; all of these, which would have once been note-worthy blights of the world, are but trickles in the raging torrent of death that has been brought upon us all with the coming of the man who would call himself our lord. But he is not our lord. Not my lord.
Aboron. A name I both love and despise. For it is the name of the land. The name of the trees, the birds, all the creatures and people who dwell on it. It is life. For this, I love it. But it is also hate, fear, and genocide. For this I despise it. How could we let this happen? How can we now put an end to it? These are the questions we must ask ourselves. For the answer, we must look to our past and remember how it once was..."
***
"When I was young and the world was so much happier than it is now, my mother and father told me of the Old Religion, of the Gods, and of our people's great history. They told me of the difference between we, the Asrai, and Man - the other great race. They told me, too, of the Darka'Numi, the Blackweaves, how they crawled from the dark pits of the earth to choke the life out of the land and the air and the sea. I cannot recall being more frightened than I was then. My greatest fear became the Blackweaves and their frighftul ways. I had no idea then that it would be Man, not the Darka'Numi that would bring this future upon us.
My family has long lived in the outside world, no longer protected by the borders of the old city. It has been this way for generations. We lived a quiet and humble existence, far from settlements of any kind. I grew up with the woods, with the beasts and birds and trees. I had no fear of Man. Would that I had.
When I was still young in the eyes of the Asrai, I began to travel ever closer to the borders of the wood in hopes of catching a glimpse of someone - anyone - else. I did not even fear an encounter with the Blackweaves, for I was brazen and foolish, trusting in my own abilities. It was on one of these journeys that I met a young man. A Human man. He told me that I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. I did not understand. He asked me where I had come from. I told him, the woods. He asked me to show him. So I did. I knew no better. If only I had known then what I know now.
That night, men came with torches and spears. They came to kill us, my family and me, because of what we were, because we were not like them. Aboron's men, back when he was not yet lord. Even then he commanded many men and through them wielded a deadly hatred.
My mother told me to run, so I did, confused and without direction. I reached the outer edges of the forest three days later, bleary-eyed and delirious. Had it not been for a passing caravan, I would likely have died. I... I find it difficult to speak of this.. even to this day. Let it suffice to say that these men were not so wicked. They fed me, cared for me, let me live. They taught me of the world beyond my wood; a world of darkness and fear. I had been so naive before that, it is almost embarrassing to speak of it. My own ignorance led to the destruction, to the death of my...
I am not so ignorant anymore. They taught me many things. How to survive outside the wood, how to fight and fend for myself, and - perhaps most importantly - the ways of the Old Religion and of the power I could wield through it. In their travels they had collected a great deal on it and the incantations they taught me were a good means to block out painful memories. So I learned. I learned and I learned until there was no more to learn, nothing left to dull the pain.
That was not so long ago. And now my heart begs for vengeance. Not just for myself or for my family, but for all those who have been wronged. All those who have suffered. Justice is in the air and it is swift approaching like a storm looming just over the horizon. The world is cold and dying and it is up to us, those who would seek to change it, to kindle revolution in the bodies and spirits around us. I will do my part and, when it is over, I pray my heart can find its peace at last."
Character-Driving Goals: Justice for all those slain and all the nature ruthlessly destroyed by Aboron and those who serve him willfully. All after that remains to be seen.
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(Playby: Natalie Portman)
Full Name: Farihah Asralia
Race: Asrai
Age: 103
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color/Hair Style: Shoulder Blade Length, Black
Gender: Female
Weapon/Armor Specialization: Very proficient with simple, light weapons and armor (short bows, knives, leather armor, etc).
Personal History:
"I do not know the story of my family's exile from Emraldi, the city of the ancient ones. It was so many ages ago now that I am doubtful whether my father and mother even knew of it. If they did, they did not see fit to tell me before they passed on. Perhaps that is for the best, for I am sure that no good could come of such knowledge. Why dwell on past grievances when so much evil is happening now?
I speak, of course, of the destruction of the lands and peoples all around us. Day by day more is lost. Murder over land disputes, sickness and plague, fire; all of these, which would have once been note-worthy blights of the world, are but trickles in the raging torrent of death that has been brought upon us all with the coming of the man who would call himself our lord. But he is not our lord. Not my lord.
Aboron. A name I both love and despise. For it is the name of the land. The name of the trees, the birds, all the creatures and people who dwell on it. It is life. For this, I love it. But it is also hate, fear, and genocide. For this I despise it. How could we let this happen? How can we now put an end to it? These are the questions we must ask ourselves. For the answer, we must look to our past and remember how it once was..."
***
"When I was young and the world was so much happier than it is now, my mother and father told me of the Old Religion, of the Gods, and of our people's great history. They told me of the difference between we, the Asrai, and Man - the other great race. They told me, too, of the Darka'Numi, the Blackweaves, how they crawled from the dark pits of the earth to choke the life out of the land and the air and the sea. I cannot recall being more frightened than I was then. My greatest fear became the Blackweaves and their frighftul ways. I had no idea then that it would be Man, not the Darka'Numi that would bring this future upon us.
My family has long lived in the outside world, no longer protected by the borders of the old city. It has been this way for generations. We lived a quiet and humble existence, far from settlements of any kind. I grew up with the woods, with the beasts and birds and trees. I had no fear of Man. Would that I had.
When I was still young in the eyes of the Asrai, I began to travel ever closer to the borders of the wood in hopes of catching a glimpse of someone - anyone - else. I did not even fear an encounter with the Blackweaves, for I was brazen and foolish, trusting in my own abilities. It was on one of these journeys that I met a young man. A Human man. He told me that I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. I did not understand. He asked me where I had come from. I told him, the woods. He asked me to show him. So I did. I knew no better. If only I had known then what I know now.
That night, men came with torches and spears. They came to kill us, my family and me, because of what we were, because we were not like them. Aboron's men, back when he was not yet lord. Even then he commanded many men and through them wielded a deadly hatred.
My mother told me to run, so I did, confused and without direction. I reached the outer edges of the forest three days later, bleary-eyed and delirious. Had it not been for a passing caravan, I would likely have died. I... I find it difficult to speak of this.. even to this day. Let it suffice to say that these men were not so wicked. They fed me, cared for me, let me live. They taught me of the world beyond my wood; a world of darkness and fear. I had been so naive before that, it is almost embarrassing to speak of it. My own ignorance led to the destruction, to the death of my...
I am not so ignorant anymore. They taught me many things. How to survive outside the wood, how to fight and fend for myself, and - perhaps most importantly - the ways of the Old Religion and of the power I could wield through it. In their travels they had collected a great deal on it and the incantations they taught me were a good means to block out painful memories. So I learned. I learned and I learned until there was no more to learn, nothing left to dull the pain.
That was not so long ago. And now my heart begs for vengeance. Not just for myself or for my family, but for all those who have been wronged. All those who have suffered. Justice is in the air and it is swift approaching like a storm looming just over the horizon. The world is cold and dying and it is up to us, those who would seek to change it, to kindle revolution in the bodies and spirits around us. I will do my part and, when it is over, I pray my heart can find its peace at last."
Character-Driving Goals: Justice for all those slain and all the nature ruthlessly destroyed by Aboron and those who serve him willfully. All after that remains to be seen.