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Ariala the Red was born Pavanna Baradin (Pavi was her nickname )her mother was Asmodia Baradin of Chelaxin descent she lived with a sailor from the Bonuwat tribes Harisko who Asmodia claimed was Pavi father. Though Harisko and his family treated her well as she grew she knew this could not be true as she looked like neither of her parents. Her mother was dark haired, dark eyed and fair and Harisko was dark skin, dark hair and had dark eyes. Pavi had fair skin dark red hair and the distinct purple eyes the marked her of Azlanti heritage. Knowing her mother was lying to her and growing up in Bloodcove a treacherous town of dog eats dog she grew up learning not to trust easily and that self-preservation came first. Her mother was a skilled midwife, wise woman, and witch and she taught her skills to her daughter. They both worshipped the god Gozreh. Pavi unlike her mother from an early age was attracted to animals her mother had a powerful connection to the elements.
When Pavi entered puberty the dreams started as did the uncontrolled magic she dreamed of dragons. Her mother used potions and herbs to try and control them and it did for a long time but it in time she time she could not deny the magic running through her blood or the gifts it gave her like the ability to grow claws. Even faced with that her mother stood fast to tale that her father was the sailor Harisko, and refused to tell her the truth of her origin.
Her best friend and the only person she ever really trust was a human boy Alexite Urison his father was an agent of the Aspis Consortium when his family was moving to Sargava he promised he would one day come back for Pavi.
Ten years later he did and much to her mother’s displeasure she chose to join him on an expedition into jungles it was brutal and dangerous and they lost half of their party but they were successful and made enough money to fulfill Alexite dream of owning his own ship and Pavi’s of getting out of Bloodcore.
They were married and set up life owning and operating a merchant ship out of Port Freedom called Freedom’s Wind. Pavi acted as the ship’s healer and quartermaster. Things were fine for three years.
They had taken on a normal run and taken on a passenger a half elf by the name Zirual Taldal. There was something about him that Pavi didn’t trust and that mistrust grew as the days went on. She mistrusted him so much that one night at dinner she pretended to drink the expensive wine he graciously offered to share with her and the rest of the officers. She was awoken by the sound of rain and storm and went on the deck to see to her horror that the ship was way of course and was heading to close to the eye of Abendego she saw Zirual at the wheel and the night helmsman dead. She ran below deck to wake the rest of the officers and found them drugged and she was unable to wake them. Below decks the majority of the crew were the in the same shape. Grabbing a weapon she snuck back on deck looking for her husband. She didn’t see him at first but she saw crew in the rigging getting the ship reading to head in. She made her way to as quietly as she could but she slipped when the ship lurched and she fell and one of the sailors warned Zirual. This told her all she needed to know that some of the sailors were working with the half elf. He had her brought to him and that was when she saw her husband alive but bound. She tried to argue with Zirual telling him it was suicide to try and navigate the eye that only seasoned sailors had ever succeeded and even those often died. He just sneered and said he had a compass that would guide him through safely. That may well have been but something went wrong and when it became obvious that he was losing control of the ship the coward used magic to teleport of the ship. Pavi freed her husband and he tried to save the floundering ship. She ran to the cabin and grabbed her haversack that she always had prepared in case of emergency. She also grabbed her familiar Fidget put him in a side pocket of the haversack but did not close it.
For a brief time it looked like Alexite might win his battle to save the ship. The wind was strong a mast snapped and that weight of that caused the ship to list to one side the next wave came crashing hard Pavi felt Alexite grab her and she felt both of them hit the water. She saw his face one last time before he was taken from her sight.
She fought her way to the surface and over and over and finally found a piece of jetsam to half cling to. She clung there mourning everything she had lost wishing she had tears knowing praying to Gozreh when she heard a familiar cry looking over she saw clinging to small piece of wood a wet miserable fox. Some show Fidget had survived as well. She kicked as hard as she could until she got close enough to bring the small fox to her.
How long they were in the water she didn’t know though it couldn’t have been too long because neither was not in too bad shape when a ship pulled them from the water. It was a pirate ship and she knew her luck may have just gotten worse. But maybe Gozreh was looking out for her. The captain was sick with infection from a nasty cut and they had no healer so she was able to barter her skills for passage to where the ship was going.
So here she is on Drenchport trying to figure out what to do. She has changed her name to Ariala the Red. She for now thinks it is better if Pavi Urison stays dead.
She knows her way around ships and thinks that she can use that knowledge to get a position by giving a version of the truth that she used to work on merchant ships her last ship went down and she really as no desire to go back.
She will one day fine the half elf who stole her life and he will pay but for now she will do what she learned as a child to do survive.