Zariah Thyrule

Zariah was born fourth in a family of seven- her father was the chief of the small kingdom (not much more than a city, really) of Syrinn, and her mother was a healer. Her older brothers were a blacksmith and a guard respectively. The younger sister, being sickly and frail, became a seamstress, and her delicate embroidery became the envy of all the land. Zariah and her older sister, however, were the huntresses. They provided much of the food their small comminunity ate, and were the model hunters, always being asked to train new, starry-eyed children who wished to contribute to the food pile.

The peace that Syrinn harbored, however, would not last, as barbaric nations rose around them- and with them came their need. Syrinn was stationed in an old, hollowed out volcano, and surrounded by lush forests- a perfect land for resources of all types.

And so the war began, but soon enough it ended, the dragons swamped, outmatched by the sheer amount of soldiers that came. So as it was, Zariah was left one of the few- perhaps the only- survivor of her kind, cast out and left to pick up the pieces.