Nitezor

Nitezor
In my youth, I had two doting parents, a bard named Wardance, and a cleric named Heavenmoon. They raised me as the princess I am, and set me on the path of Voln. After mastering the steps, I journeyed off on my own to find myself. As a youth, I experimented with the art of song and skill of magic, but with the guidance of the voices in my head, I ultimately found my calling with the blade. The voices grew stronger as I rigorously pursued the warrior regimen through various hunting grounds. I didn't realize it at the time, but I was blessed by Zelia in my youth, as I struggled to find my true self. I progressed from Varunar Castle to the Teras Isle where I lived for many moons, often gazing at the night sky with my mind filled with chaotic thoughts. However, the time eventually came for me to leave the Isle, and I migrated to the Pinefar region, where the voices found sanctuary in the chaos that is the Rift. It was there I met my beloved prince Grandevr, whose persistent patience calmed the voices, and he steadfastly cultivated my interest in Onoir and its sense of Honor and Justice.