A letter to my sisters to shed some light on my being:

On the day I was born, there was a terrible outbreak of disease. My mother went into labor prematurely and after she birthed me, handed me off to a nursemaid as she went off with my father to aid the victims. My mother Cantrella and my father Braden are both Elothean Empaths of the House of the Verdant Lily. This was often the way of my parents, leaving me with another when their goddess' calling bid them due.

As a wee one, I sat at my mothers knee and wore a golden crown as she regaled me of the many stories of how she and my father met and fell in love while attending an invasion near the Salt Clan. They were both healers from different lands and both had come to aid in the resurrection of the fallen warriors of battle. While moving from body to body, their hands met upon a S'Kra, as they both reached in unison to heal the poor soul. As their fingers intertwined and they gazed upon one another for the very first time, a sensation of glory not ever met to this day passed between them. They healed the fighter, he was resurrected and strangely enough, he was a cleric who wed them as they stood amidst the blood and warring. They returned to my father's home where my mother was welcomed there as one of his family.

I was a wild an impetuous only child, always giving my parents cause for worry. I wanted so to be free and to roam the lands. For from the very start of my life, I feared nothing and lived and longed for excitement. I wanted more. I wanted it all. I was stubborn and mischievous, brazen and bold. They thought me too silly and nonsensical to ever become a fine empath. They often told me that I'd be a good one, but never a great one. I never had any friends. My parents leaving me alone often left me angry and hurt. I found solace within my mind and became very private and aloof. So it was on the day of my 14th year upon Elanthia that I set out for freedom. I left my parents a long, loving farewell scroll and once outside of the house, never looked back again.

I arrived in the Town of Crossing full of fear and apprehension, but fierce stubborn pride borne of a life of being alone and learning to deal with my fears by hiding them behind smiles and laughter prepared me for what was to come. On my first day in the town, I met a most wonderful lass by the name of Sekhet whom adopted me as her sister and dragged me all the way to Haven kicking and screaming. Thus I tell most who will listen that I was born in Haven. For it was there that I became who I am today. Sekhet plopped me in the lap of LucyMarie and left me there to cry and worry over her, for she never returned to see me again. LucyMarie was kind enough to take me under her wings and show me the ways of the empath once again. It was under her kind and gentle tutelage that I was able to blossom into the fine empath that I am today. On my second day in the realms, I met my Dearest Friend, Throsh. He was an empath also and we spent many, many hours being each other's pillars of strength and shoulder to cry upon. The days following were a blur of smiles and tears, love and laughter, sadness and despair.

While I was still a wee one, I was assaulted by a fierce storm of Love by the name of Tribo Garflok. He was a barbarian then and I was besotted but did nae dare show it. He plied me with sweet words and gentle kindness till he won me over and even then I held back. I did not want a man to tell me what to do, ever. He came and sat with me for hours upon end and just stared... showered me with prose which I did not trust and made a fool of himself anyway possible just to show that he loved me. Somehow, I had fallen for this man who loved me unconditionally, wholly, and humbly. He swore his life to me for all eternity and bade me to become his wife. I was foolish and refused. Many moons passed before I finally realized that he and I were one. That without him I could not survive. That the air I breathed was his and the pulse which beat within me was he. That our souls were forever intertwined in a way that one of us could not live in Elanthia without the other. So I asked him to be my husband. He was elated. No happier man in the realms have I ever seen. We bought our rings and cried no end, we were so happy. In between there have been many wars and terrible discord between us for we are both stubborn and filled with fiery passion unbridled in the heat of battle betwixt ourselves. I Love Tribo more than all of Elanthia. I hold him dearest to me than anything in these lands. Know ye this my dear sisters... If ever he goes from the lands, I shall follow. I used to think it was weak for a woman to care about a man so much that she would give up her life for him. But he has taught me that to love is to live for another. Tis my greatest dream to learn to love as he does so that I may give back the splendor he has given me. He is my inspiration. Above all else, to leave him out of my life's story would be sorely remiss, for he is my life now.

My healing is who I am. I can only say that without my hands and my heart to guide me through the days, I'd be a lost soul wandering aimlessly. Tis my lifeblood to lend assistance to those who have fallen or who have been wounded by battle.

And finally to the Sisterhood, I pledge my alliance. Tis been a blessing to me to find you all and be able to have a bond with other women in the realms in aiding those who require our assistance. I offer my services to you completely. Do with me as you will to better all of Elanthia...

My favorite quote: 

May you have peace to start each day in fullness; Happiness to light the sun; And Love.

~~Telo, Tema, Abule~~

Ever your sister in aiding the realms,

Elsea Wynmoor