Erendriel Caimoira

Erendriel Caimoira was born in the city of Eldrador, a melting pot of cultures and species, where humans, elves, and dwarves lived together in harmony. His mother, Lyra, a skilled Elven healer, and his father, Thrain, an Elven blacksmith, instilled in him a sense of wonder and curiosity about the world. Erendriel's early years were filled with stories of Lyra's travels and the exotic creatures she encountered.

Tragedy struck when Erendriel was just ten years old. A rogue orc, fleeing from the authorities, rampaged through the city's marketplace. In the chaos, Lyra was killed, leaving Erendriel and Thrain shattered. The event left an indelible mark on Erendriel, making him guarded and introverted. He became fascinated with the workings of the natural world, spending hours observing and learning from the city's Ranger Guild. His desire to protect others and prevent similar tragedies drove him to hone his skills, eventually joining the Guild as a ranger.

Erendriel's quiet nature belies a sharp mind, always questioning and seeking answers. His honesty is rooted in his mother's teachings, and he wears her heart on his sleeve, often to his own detriment. The ache of her loss still lingers, fueling his dedication to justice and his quest to understand the world around him.

"Visions of Coldharbour wash over you, you make out the reflection of a familiar market. The scene is just as dead as it is living, time stopped yet sounds of the market fill the ambiance, everywhere you look you see a glimpse of an orc's silhouette watching you, you swear you hear him laughing behind you. You suddenly approach a corpse, getting closer you see it's Lyra Caimoira. As you scan the scene you notice her eyes are wide open and blinking, staring forward she suddenly whispers "You have been hiding from yourself since this moment, the madness was waiting inside you the second you were born, on this day he had already won" Shivers are sent up your spine as you realize this is not the unconsented afterlife of Molag Bal but a vision from the dread Sheogorath instead. Backing up you witness a brief, yet inviting vision of The Shivering Isles displayed before you. It looks and feels more like home than any home ever has. As the visions seem to fade away you can't help but wonder... did they really fade away, and where is it that you are drawn to?"

Thank you Sheogorath for this addition.

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