Vadara. Ljosalfar (Light Elf) form.
Waking up in a pile of corpses had been a shock for Vadara. The stench had taken days to get out of her skin and hair, and the memory was still fresh in her mind. On top of that, the memory of the Tuatha Deohn storming the tower that she'd woken up in--killing the Gnomes that had helped her--haunted her at night.
Things had been little better since she had gotten to Gorhart. The effects of the war were present all over Dalenarth: the young races of Amalur were distrustful of all Fae, and what Fae were not aligned with the Tuatha Deohn were indifferent to the young races. Why should they care, after all, if they lived or died? They were immortal.
But things had changed when Vadara crossed paths with a Fae that she'd thought had been neutral.
She'd been helping the Fae by gathering some alchemy reagents for her. After she'd brought back some Bloodroot--or had it been Embereyes?--the Fae had revealed that she was an agent of the Tuatha, and had cast a powerful spell. Everything had gone white around Vadara...
...and then, she woke up.