Once upon a time, there was a young, idealistic wizard named Haekel. It is lost to time now whether he was the moth or the flame, but, as happens on many adventures, a youthful passion shared with a fair elven maiden bore fruit. Though Haekel proposed to the maiden, she smiled, and when the seasons turned, she departed, leaving behind only a daughter, and a surname for that daughter to bear.
Freyalissa remembers a good man and a warm smile when she thinks of her father. Though she was born out of wedlock, he loved her no less for it, even when he married. True, he was not a perfect father. He began taking long journeys when Freyalissa was nine, each longer than the last, and with each return, he seemed more and more preoccupied with the study of necromancy. Freyalissa still remembers the last day she saw him, in her nineteenth year, when he pressed one last gift into her hands. She remembers discovering with wonder that the memento unlocked her magical potential, remembers how she would imagine showing him her magic for the first time, dreaming of the secrets and spells he would share with her.
It was only the warmer, happier memories of their father she shared with her half-sister, too young to remember their father. Though she dearly wanted to go out in search of their father, when her step-mother fell ill, Freyalissa knew she could not leave her half-sister behind, as their father had left them both behind. And so she stayed, raising her half-sister with all the warmth and tender love her father had shown her in his best years. She kept the household running, and, when the fair elven maiden returned, once or twice a decade to check on her daughter, Freyalissa always asked her to listen for any clues to what might have become of the wizard who had once been young, who had once been idealistic.
Though Freyalissa has practiced her magic, it has always been her half-sister, always the household that have been her priorities.
As saddened as she is to hear of her cousin's untimely demise, Freyalissa is alarmed to hear that her father has been implicated in the ghastly crime. Knowing the dark shadow this could cast over her half-sister and the household, Freyalissa knows she must entrust the household to her half-sister, now a woman grown. Freyalissa has the gift of magic, and now she intends to put it to use to find out the truth. The best way to clear her father's name is to aid in discovering the true culprit.