“I can feel the moon’s love for the earth in my soul when its magical silent silvery light touches my heart.”

In the vast expanse of the Azim Steppe, Saran, a daughter of the Borlaaq, born into a tribe where strength and unity were cherished above all, Saran showed promise from a young age, her spirit as untamed as the winds that swept across her homeland.However, tragedy struck when Saran was kidnapped at 16 by a rival tribe, torn from her village and thrust into a world of uncertainty. Sold from one faction to another, she endured hardships that tested her resilience and hardened her once-soft demeanor.It was in the bustling port city of Kugane where Saran's journey took an unexpected turn. Fate led her to cross paths with a fellow Xaela, who offered her refuge and employment at a quaint funeral home. Tending to the delicate rituals of the departed, Saran found solace in the quiet dignity of her work, yet the echoes of her past lingered, a reminder of the trials she had endured.As the encroaching shadow of the Ala Mhigan forces threatened to disrupt the fragile peace of her new homeland, Saran knew she could no longer remain idle. Fleeing from the approaching turmoil, she sought sanctuary in the lush forests of Gridania, and learned the art of the lance.In this new land, where the whispers of the Twelveswood conceal secrets as old as time itself, Saran's presence casts a shadow of uncertainty. With her lance in hand and the winds of fate at her back, she stands ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. Though her allegiance may lie in the murky depths of neutrality, her actions are guided by a morality that bends to her will.