Elves, blessed with magic upon birth and pure beauty, irresistable to any who glaze upon them. The last she remembered was being a general in the Legion's army of the Tripower Empire. All was lost as she returned to the Forest of Song, the land has been destroyed beyond recognition not knowing how many years have passed. No sense of life remains and there were no further reason for her to remain in her origin. Still strong with her spells, it was easy to travel to different continents. Memories of the past continues to haunt her, when the army was annihilated by dark forces upon ambushed. Her comrades killed in the line of duty, the death screams of her soldiers and the lost of her fellow generals.
"Sven....Ezalor...Lina..Akasha...." the faces of her four commanders often appear in her dreams during a full moon not knowing the reason as she kept pondering on the issue "Is this a warning? Or something worse" because their whispers kept reminding her in sleep, "All is not lost, we see some who survived".
Awoken from the nightmare, staring far into the shining stars above the same words linger again "What is life to be now?". She closed her eyes and continued her slumber.
"Presense of the sun's heat was felt on her skin, along with footsteps and whispers were heard, she openned her eyes and before her stands a group of thieves trying to rob her belongings as she does possess fancy jewelry."
Staring at the thieves, she muttered "Leave with or without your lives?".
The thief replied "Leave with your belongings of course".
