Queen Mjrn ᵗʰᵉ ᵈʳᵘⁱᵈ ᵇᵉʳˢᵉʳᵏᵉʳ

A Kalishtar, one of two souls, two minds, and two spirits- Mjrn lived a life of solitude from a young age. Outcasted from clan and village for magic not understood, she found safety and family with the spirits and animals of the wild. A child brimming with rage over being

scorned by those meant to protect her, she found solice in the warm guidance of the Quori's dreams. She communed with spirits, drawing upon their ancient memories to reclaim forbidden magic and trinkets from history's ambiguity. She would live a hermit's life for nearly

Twenty years until a vision from the spirits would urge her to action. A dream of a warring force that would swallow the land and forest with their conflict. An absolute that would come to pass if she remained passive. And so it was, that on that morn, after her vision, she

set out towards the village that once rejected her- to challenge the acting chief in combat for the right to lead the clan. She was victorious, tales regaling how their brave queen fought like a rabid beast, as if failure was not an option. It was to be a fight to the death