She was raised with her sisters by loving parents on the outskirts of Therenborough. Her mother, a renowned Cleric, often took Itara with her out into the fields to help with the raising of the dead. Often she heard her mother lament, "If only there were a healer near."

Those were words that would one day lead her to the Empaths' Guild in the Crossing. Itara took to heart the words the guild mistress, Annael, shared with her that day. She spent a number of years studying at Annael's feet, exploring the Crossing, learning all that she thought she would need, before she ventured out into the world again.

She wandered the lands, first to Arthe Dale, where she learned to climb and swim, and then to Riverhaven where she first went out into the field. She chuckles as she remembers the first time she came face to face with a goblin and ran screaming back to town. It was here that Itara met and fell in love with the man she would wed. It wasn't long, though, before they were heading out to the troll-infested swamp where she would heal the wounded hunters. After a time she became terribly homesick, and finally returned to Therenborough with her husband.

Her parents and sisters greeted them with open arms, welcoming Itara back to the place of her birth. These were some of the happiest times of her life. She bore three healthy children, watching them grow into fine adults. Then war came to Therenborough, and she watched as one by one as her children and husband fell at the hands of the Gorbesh.

Her heart torn with grief, Itara ventured out into the field once again, to heal the wounded and fallen. Many a time, she worked side by side with her mother, healing so that the fallen could once more hold sweet, precious life. She would spend long hours healing only to come home to an empty cottage and fall into an exhausted sleep.

Her mother kept telling Itara, "One day, the sun will shine for you again. Have patience."