The last thing Berranian had said to her was the truth: 'There simply aren’t enough of us…' She’d finished the phrase for him, “…yet something must be done.” The old elf nodded. He gave one last longing look at Oron-yána, the ancient mountain temple that had been their post, then rode down the trail leaving her utterly alone. As he and his mount faded into the woods, she heard him call, “Tirith oialë!” Their shared oath: ‘A guardian, forever.’ She had smiled. But she never heard from him again. In the years that followed, a circle of druids entered the shadow of her mountain. She welcomed the company, but she knew the truth. The hierophant, Nyaisuria, clearly revered the ancient elven temple but would never restore its glory. Oron-yána would fall to ruin. So, she must go out into the world to do what she could. It had been so very long. She needed a sign. And one night, as if in answer, the sky was rent open by a shaft of blue light. She turned and saw the forest ripple and roil below her. It surged towards her mountainous perch. 
When it came, the wave washed over Nia like a baptism. It threw her off her feet, but left her almost giddy. She rose on battered limbs. “Very well then,” she laughed, “something must be done.” [OOC: Nia (Ni'Oth Di'Arnay) is a Mysterious Elf Adept who Slays Monsters. Nia is a member of an order of guardians that linger in stories, but have vanished from common experience. “A Tirith, you say? Did they just walk out of the first world?” Guardians (Tiriths), if they are remembered at all, are thought of as wandering, do-gooders. The stuff of children’s stories. Nia’s hindrance to get people to trust or believe her stems from her unfamiliarity with shorter lived races. Her prevailing thought with them is always “but soon they will be dust.” Makes it hard to strike an amicable tone. Regardless, she is committed to protecting the innocent, above all the innocents in nature. Death is part of life, but those who seek to wield death against the innocent must be stopped. Connections: - It’s possible that she would have come down to a settlement to get her gear repaired, she could have run into a certain smith. - She would regularly have been in contact with the druids at Blackwood - Anyone who would have visited the mountains or the woods surrounding them could have run into her - Nia knows Locke exists, but refers to it by the name of an ancient riverbed that used to run through it - Broikae ]