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Arriving here before her sisters for nearly a year. Irae did what she did best. Scout.. learn and adapt. She gathered what information she could while she waited for the arrival of her sisters. Being sent here by her goddess. Due to some old habits she had to spend a few months in strongholds hotsleep chambers. Finally meeting up with her sisters they found the one they were sent to assists.. Her one sister dying from the actions of another. She assisted in the forming of Archives of Candlekeep a school for those that have the will and wish to learn magic. Though Irae does not teach much as she is usually busy off in some ruin reclaiming some lost artifact.
During an expedition with the rest of the school they were assaulted by a giant scorpion in a wild magic zone. Her spells near useless she drew her blade and moved to engage the beast. All Dark elves receiving some training in a weapon while in the academy. While she proved enough to be a hindrance and distraction for the creature she was struck a devastating blow her head being cracked open as she lands on a rock. Her allies eventually defeat it and rush to Irae. Luckily the are not there long and soon she is tucked nicely into a bed and being fussed over by all her friends ( much to her chagrin). She makes a full recovery. One day when looking for a potion she meets the most interesting fae and has to make a rather odd deal. They eventually end up spending a rather large amount of time with each other and eventually become girlfriends. On a rather odd mission to assists a friend she was turned human for around a month. This even changed her quite a lot.. She is rather kind now... still now and then some of her heritage sneaks out the cracks.
- Magic usually favoring darkness.
- A sirens voice(non magical. Just so perfectly beautiful it slowly turns one to her will. Those with extremely high wills would be able to resist her talk.. but once a siren starts to sing its song there are few that can resist it. When she sings she can affect the moods thoughts... and feelings of those round her. Most likely one of the most beautiful things you have heard.
- Is physically fit and rather good with a dagger or short-blade.