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Once upon a time, there lived a pretty little girl with charming freckles and strawberry-blonde hair, and a disposition formed from the essence of puppies and sunshine.

Then she met a paladin.

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Far History

Once upon a time (for that's how all good stories start), there was an island. The island itself was of no consequence, but the people who inhabited the island were quite important. Upon the island grew a malignant race of attempted perfection known as Cephians. Cephians were, as a general rule, blond haired, blue-eyed bundles of arrogance. Yet, as all populations without a natural predator (other than themselves), they found themselves wishing to expand and force their militaristic, uniform population upon new territory.

As with every strictly uniform population, there were some that disagreed. Such was the case with one Lesla Argen. The eventual leader of the Cephian Resistance, this woman bore children with a high-ranked official. One, a boy, was typical of the race. Blond haired, blue eyed, obediant to the core. Just like his father.

The other, well.. Lamai always did have issues with authority.

Roleplay History

At the precocious age of nine, Lamai Carver stepped through a shining blue gate for the sole purpose of Seeing What Was On The Other Side. A naturally curious child, little stopped her from doing as she liked. Furthermore, since she was well aware that she was an anomoly anyway, it hardly mattered if she did what she liked. She was trouble simply from hair that was tinted with red and eyes that were the wrong color of blue.

It was through that gate that she met one firemage by the name of Rielle Eklenna.. and The Paladin.

Children remember little of war, and Lamai remembered grand adventures with Rielle and her friends, as well as her father. Of her mother, she has no knowledge of her identity. The fields of paladins that nearly wiped out an Order meant nothing to a child who was not told of such things.

She always had been a curious child, and that curiosity lead her to discover the out-of-the-way tavern in which Rielle spent a great deal of time. Late one night, when she was supposed to be sleeping, an independant nine year old stumbled across a person of great magic -- or technology. She never discovered which. No matter which it was, the nine year old that had snuck out of the house to discover a tavern came back an eighteen year old -- and very confused.

The War was ending. Yet, before it could finish with the Cephians driven back, a very confused eighteen year old was introduced -- forcefully -- to the taste of blood.. and first love. It was the start of a trend, for he disappeared shortly after. Later rumors placed him dead.

Some say curses are all in the head. Prophecies have a tendency of fullfilling themselves. Such was the case for a young Lamai Carver. Due to the nature of her vampiric infection, she managed to find her soul cured -- though not untainted. With the return of her being with the help of one winged boy named Janus (famed for fighting Mephisto!), a very important vow was made. A follower of the Faith, just as The Paladin, vows were very important things. In an environment such as The Silver Blade, a vow of non-violence was nigh impossible to keep.

For two years, she managed. Until she fell in love.

With swift vengence, the curse manifested itself again. David, pronounced dead. In her grief, a small healer found comfort in a mirrored twin. And oh, the vengence when rumors revealed themselves to be untrue. In the end, both twins lay dead, and she found herself alone with budding life building within her.

As frail a figure as she was, little Lamai Carver found herself on forced bed-rest for six out of nine months. In the end, the only life that was saved was that of her daughter.

The last thing seen of her was through the window of the Hospital. One of the healers swore he saw the little thing, barely awake two hours, disappearing into the dark portal created by Kerrak Al'Nerun.