Kelesh / KellidCharacter sheet: http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=141591
Nurya was just one of the many orphans scavenging the crusader camps around Kenabres. She knew the name her parents had given her, but not much beyond that; she liked to think that they were valiant crusaders who had given their lives for the safety of the town at some point, but all the orphans thought that. Young fools and knaves all, they would often dare each other to "sneak out" and prove their mettle. Nurya, already a tall, tough girl by this point, took one of the dares, and under cover of night, slipped out into the wilderness.
What passed next is a blur to Nurya. a hideous... thing
rose from the shadows. She felt its claws digging into her shoulders and armpits, intent on tearing her apart. She felt something inside[surge[/i], her own hands wreathed in electricity as she slapped and hit at the monster. There was a shout, then darkness... She awoke in a medic tent back in Kenabres, both arms heavily bandaged, al lthe way to theh nads. An older woman, her dark-skinned face lined with age and worry, held a bowl of water for the child to sip while berating her. For her foolishness, for risking herself and others. Nor not controlling her magic (Nurya learned that her electricity had burned skin off of her own arms, in fact).
And then the woman, the knight Jwahir Daudibissau, asked if the child wanted better chances the next time she foolishly went on a one-girl crusade. Nurya's answer caused a chuckle - "I'd rather not do it alone." And so, for six years, the child squired for Daudibissau, adopting her faith, if not her temperance and mild manner. Much of this training was away from the Worldwound; the Crusader Road that passes through Numeria has no shortage of bandits and pillagers seeking to victimize the pilgrims, after all.
Nurya could never forget that encounter with the thing
though. Daudibissau says it was slain, but there are of course, more like it. Nurya has returned to the town of her birth, alone, to pledge her sword to the service of the crusade against the demons of the Worldwound. Personality:
Nurya's genie blood does not flow quietly. She is brash, a little impulsive, and outspoken. She shows little of the temperance one might expect of a Paladin, especially if your example is one of the brooding louts that glower over parapets into the Worldwound all day. Nurya would call herself passionate
. And she is. She believes truly in the causes of good and redemption, and her soul sings with hte flow of battle. Kindness is not something she knew growing up; that's been a lesson for her, over these seven years. But she understands no one is perfect, least of all herself.