They found her as a child, walking the dangerous paths of the Woods with nothing but a dreamy smile on her face. The weathered lumberjack who took her in against all advice always had a smile on his face whenever he recounted that story. It seemed so long ago, and yet the elven child he had found decades ago had only just come of age.
But even with her aging guardian, it was a hard life. The longstanding prejudice of elves in Darkmoon Vale had forced her to take the most unwanted jobs in Falcon's Hollow, but she persevered, if only to make ends meet. And when her guardian had to retire, well thievery did pay out more.
But now the taint had come to Falcon's Hollow. A few dozen were afflicted with it, as the rumors say, but one thing she did know was that her guardian was one of them. Leaving her guardian in more capable hands then hers, she joined a group that went to search for a cure before it's too late.