Canvaska had heard whispers about the City of Monsters, a promising and hopeful place for any species to go. As an aspiring orc artist experimenting with different techniques, her family's home village was not the best way to practice her craft or get exposed to new ideas. While she loved them all, many of her relatives spread out into the world, as she did.

She moved into a cozy and cheap apartment but had difficulty finding work. The city was often harsh and not everyone appreciated orcs due to stereotypes and her intimidating looks, but she did not want to give up.

One evening, she was gazing out her apartment window with a far-off look. Her fingers were stained with charcoal and she watched people go by, thinking wistfully about her hometown. "What the hell is that?" she asked herself, her golden brown eyes widening as she witnessed unusual activity downtown.