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About Daesra Darkshield

Raising her young brother Taldrin in the orphanage was the only sort of family experience she had growing up herself. Being mindful of the stewards, dealing with the bigger kids especially when they went to bully Taldrin, and making sure he was safe and fed was all she know. That changed when special representatives came to visit, and took her and a few other girls away for a “noble cause.” She was heartbroken, devastated at being separate from her brother but assurances that the orphanage would receive special funds to help the others assuaged the pain slightly.
The following years found her working in the smithy, helping then learning to forge armor and weapons for the organization of women warriors. Her larger size helped with the tasks, and constant work brought out a physical strength she would have missed growing up on the streets.
Seeing all the women there with scarred faces as disconcerting, especially when no one would answer how that had happened. Her curiosity was horrifyingly addressed when it was her turn to be initiated.
The following years were a blur of martial training, smithing, and constant restless nights of worry aver her young brother. Daesra turned this inner turmoil into her work, focusing intently on crafting he best weapons and armor she could – her gaze was so intense that others would back away and leave her alone while she was in her element.

One day, a brief note made its way to her, inside a delivery of metals for the forge. Taldrin had found a way to make contact! He said he was in some serious trouble and needed her, and to meet in town. Taking whatever possessions she had and hiding them in a box of “impure ores” that needed returned to the warehouse, Daesra walked away from the only stable home she’d known.
The reunion for that evening did not go as planned – arriving late at the alley, she found her brother dead, stabbed multiple times and his frail form missing their mother’s protective charm – she’d insisted he keep it always to keep him safe. {Tweaked a bit from the Love Lost background} And now that she has lost everything, there is only one thing to do…

Personality: A serious and focused young woman, Daesra has constantly struggled to fit in since she and her baby brother were left at an orphanage. Raising Taldrin as a parent took away her youthful childhood and instilled her with a protective of those in need.

Appearance: Daesra is a striking figure in many regards – She is tall but wiry, yet has a muscular strength about her. Her jet black hair frames a tanned complexion and piercing blue eyes. Her countenance is wry and displays a series of harsh scars across her face, done in an almost ritualistic manner.