Though Eska was sure her eyes were open she could make nothing of the world out other than a spinning haze of pain. The taste of blood and ashes filled her mouth and she could feel suffocating heat of the roaring inferno that was once her family's home. She always knew no good would come of her family's secret dabblings but she could never have expected things to go so wrong...
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Eska was always an adventurous youth never one to sit still for long and her quick-tempered nature kept her in constant conflict. As quick to fight she is to forgive her combative nature was always balanced by compassion and a willingness to stand up for others.
While Eska's parents never shared the full extent of their involvement with The Cult of the Dragon, Eska always hoped that they would turn away from their dark dealings and eerie strangers visiting behind the closed doors of their home. Even more dissension grew when they bid her to run peculiar errands with people of ill-repute. As such, the shadows, dark alleyways and moonlit rooftops became her second home. Eska could not deny the pleasure of the open air and the thrill of the chase, hunter or hunted and found herself spending more and more time out at night righting wrongs or begrudgingly furthering the Cult of the Dragon's mysterious agenda under the veil of night.
It was perhaps Eska's nightly adventures that saved her from sharing the same fate as the rest of her family. As the night lit up three strangers emerged from her burning home. They watched and some laughed as the young half-elf was torn between vengeance or rushing into the hungry fire a natural response to a cry for help; both choices nothing but folly. She chose the latter. Unfortunately her would-be heroics were cut short as the structure that was once a house gave way collapsing on itself. A sharp alarmed cry punctuated with the agonizing snapping of wood and grinding of stone as another victim was claimed. Silence followed all but for the rumbling and crackling of flame.
Rescued from death's door she awoke in a bed sometime later. With the memory of three strangers seared into her mind an anger boiled in her unlike anything she had felt before. Rage kept her company as her body recovered.
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Eska poured what little resources she had left into finding the names of the three responsible for the ruin of her family. Her street-wise connections proved reliable and she was presented with three names Frulam Mondath, Bog Luck & Rezmir along with a location, Greenest. She set off to uncover the truth behind the Cult of the Dragon's intentions, why her family was slain, to prevent further tragedy and of course personal vengeance.
