Ili v2.0 Backstory

Really, I'll get a new name up sometime :)

While elves and humans never really got along, there were always some villages of evil and neutral humans with the "nice" elves on the outskirts of the kingdom. The lands of House Rowan are some of those areas. It was one of the reasons that we were exiled. Some even intermarried. I was one of those relationships. We even had beautiful half-elf children.

Ten years back, I was drafted into a mixed military unit as a ranged spellcaster. The man who would become my husband was a footsoldier in this unit. It was common for humans to join up as symbol of their loyalty. We soon fell in love and were married. He left the military to raise the children at home in our town. Before ghostwood, there was an uneasy peace, and my position was mostly minor issues – land squabbles between neighboring kingdoms, clandestine raids on another noble's outlying properties... Hate's uniting of the nothrog became our first major concern - such an aggressive race was better left squabbling amongst each other instead of united in a power grab. We began conducted many raids, disguising our tracks as being from nothrog or human or deveranian, trying to stir up conflict.

Then ghostwood happened. It shook up the elven council – the hardliners took over and necromantic activity, something that everyone did, but nobody was blatant about suddenly became the number one priority - the thought was for a long war with the humans we need to take as much of their strength as we could get. I thought that House Rowan would stay out of this - we never had a tradition of necromancy, and were not welcomed at the elven councils. I was wrong.

At first it was just human villages of the free kingdoms, something I could rationalize away. They were the enemy after all, but then it started getting closer to home. All of the humans of my village were taken. I watched my own husband being taken away in a cage like some mindless cattle in front of my very eyes. I tried to stop him but was restrained by others in my battalion with the reminder that I would be next if I interfered. My children, along with the other half-breeds were killed the next day in experiments. It was time for action.

By now everyone has heard of the adventuring party within the elf lands, and two days after my husband was taken away they were captured with the blood of a lord on their hands. I hoped they would get free so I could track them and join them - my former family has gone too far and I want revenge for my loved ones.