Race: Elven
Height: 4 feet 6 inches
Weight: 128 lbs
Eyes: Deep golden Amber
Hair: A dark blood red
Skin: a deep bronzed, Smooth and perfect. Save for a glowing band around her arm the pattern a deep almost blood red and magical in nature. The mark is most always hidden beneath the metallic arm bands she wears.
Face: Unlike most elves her face while holding the elven beauty .. is harsh and hard. When she does smile which is not often, it is a hard and cold smile.
Her form is lithe and muscular, across her back is slung a finely wrought double sword, the blades made of an ebony metal, inscribed with strange glowing runes.
Bio:
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Born Anara Greenfern, daughter of Jarles and Sheyna Greenfern in the elven village of Yastar deep in the elvish wood.
Anara grew strong and proud, learning the ways of her people and studying to join the elven guard of her village.
She eventually made the guard becoming the leader of one of the battalions there.
She was happy in her life, having many friends in the guards and village she helped to protect. One day however her happiness came to an end.
When she was but 120 years of age, an ancient and evil mage invaded her peoples lands. Aloric was a Lich Lord of great power. Her people fought against his hoards but eventually lost.
Anara was the last of the defenders left standing and managed to get through the lines attempting to slay the lich. She leapt at him blades drawn and ready to slay him.
To her horror he but raised his hand and she was swatted down like a gnat by his powers.
Impressed by her ability to get so close to him and knowing she was willing to sacrifice herself to save the village.
Aloric smiled an evil smile as he stood over her stilled form. Laughing he used his black powers to bind Anara to him .. Placing a small shard of the purest darkness and evil within her bonding it to her very soul. Altering and changing her .. twisting her soul to darkness and forcing her to become his unwilling yet loyal blackguard. His binding forcing her to obey his commands.
Aloric grinned as she screamed in agony writhing as the essence bonded with her then pure soul... twisting her slowly painfully altering her. It was then that Anara the innocent elven guard ceased to exist and was reborn as the Lich Lords right hand and guard Bloodshard!
When awakend after the dark ritual she was forced to lead the hoard into her village and slaughter her own people. Her tears of anguish only bringing joy to the Lich Lord Aloric as she was forced against her will and heart to destroy all she held dear the very act of being force to destroy it further adding to her torment and crushing her will.
For over 200 years she was forced to serve the Lich until one day she somehow found herself transported to this realm .. arriving in a swirl of energies .. leaving her laying just outside the city .. Anara awoke confused, all memories of her past seemingly gone, not even knowing how she arrived in this realm. Free for now from Alorics will and control her memories only beginning from her awakening, she sought to explore and learn of where she had been brought.
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