You were born within the Empire of the Ashen Crown, across the seas in the
Farlands. Your home was a place of perilous wilds and deadly monstrosities
born of feathers and claws and razor sharp teeth. You travelled those
dangerous lands, to judge the distant settlements or bring law and order to
Cinderhold. You walked a path of absolute loyalty, dedicated to the Empress
and her bloodline. When the Blight swallowed your homeland, you fought with
everything you were so that your order might fold the citadel into the
Aether. But that disastrous attempt cast you mercilessly upon the
weavewinds... when -something- caught hold of you, and wrenched you back
into the world... and to Altheria.