Nefahtil

survival’s cost is never too high

age: around 1.300 years old (deceased)

race: Syrilae

To Nefahtil, life had been an unpleasant experience since the day she was born.

Daughter of Ansai Sorasiehn, she was raised amidst Syrilae and, she would say, never really knew her mother. After all, Sorasiehn rarely came home; and when she did, she rarely stayed long. As though, Nefahtil would grow to believe, Sorasiehn never really cared about having her.

A belief only made stronger when, at maturity, Nefahtil didn’t grow into any powers. There was but emptiness there, where magic should have been. It isn’t until her mother passed away and tha Ansai legacy in her veins awoke that she discovered the truth: this emptiness was, in fact, her power. The power to absorb. A terrible, unnatural power capable of killing her peers.

Nefahtil fled her home village. Torn by disgust and hatred for her absentee mother, Nefahtil took to the roads, with the intent to never return. All the Aberviohn needed was her life; so she lived, and travelled, and killed. She learned strength and fighting skills on her travels, and swore eternal resentment towards the woman who had made her.

Resentment flickered when Nefahtil, one day, realized she was with child. She had to make a choice; and she chose to return home after all, to deliver her child safely.

The child, her dear daughter Selessannea, would become her sole world. She took care of her, loved her, protected her… yet it was not enough.

When one day Selessannea chose the Necrolore over her home, Nefahtil cast her out. And when one fateful day she felt her daughter’s life extinguish, Nefahtil screamed.