Inkathru was the Product of an Orcish Raid on a small town out-side of Magnimar in Varisia. Her Father was retired Pathfinder, her mother a Simple Farm girl. Her father had stopped in at the farmstead late one night durning the storm, seeking shelter. When her Mother answered the Door, he knew his days adventuring where over. Quickly they hwe married, and just as quickly the Marriage ended.
The Day after her parents had consimated their union, the farm was attacked by a band of raiding Orcs. Her Father Sprang into action with his Greataxe, a Weapon his father, and his father's father used before him, defending his Farm and bride. A handful of orcs fell to the blade, but alas, the orc's Numbers where too many. Her father was slain at the hands of the Orc's Shaman. With no one to defend her Mother, the Shaman Had his way with her, and Left her for Dead.
But her mother was tough, she survived the attack, and Continued to live the best she could. A few weeks later, she discovered she was with child. Terror overtook her, for on one hand, the child could be a gift from her husband, but on the other, it could be damned by Orc blood. Much to her mother's relief, the Child was born without any look of an Orc about her. but as the Year's passed, Inkathru's mother noticed strange things about her daughter. Her ears started to develop points, and her Skin started to Darken to a grey tone. The towns people knew the truth, her Father was not the fable'd Pathfinder, but a Evil Orc! They mobbed the child, tied her to a Pyre and ment to burn her Alive.
A few moments after the pyre caught, Inkathru started to cry out, in a strange language the Towns folk had never heard. She closed her eyes, allowing the Flames to take her. She could feel their heat, but no Harm came to her! suddenly, a Vision of a Great Salamander with black and firey scales apeared before her. Speaking in the same langauge she had, he Offered her a Deal, she was to Seek out her Father in Sargava, in return, he would save her life, and give her power over the flames.
In a moment of desperation, she agreed. Once the deal was struck, a Burst of Flame came from her, setting all the onlooking Villagers aflame, burning them to a crisp. Inkathru Escaped the pyre, took up her Fathers Axe, and headed out toward Magnimar. On her way, she learned to better control her power over Flames. Once in Magnimar, she took odd jobs as a body guard, or escort to earn enough money for passage on a ship to Find her True Father.
Inkathru stands 6" tall, with Green eyes, black hair, and the grey skin of an Orc. She is a free spirit, beholden to no one, but her Deity, Flauros who spaired her life. She is Charming, but has a Quick temper, and would kiss your cheek as easliy as she would set you a flame with a touch.