{You're Racaelia}

You're a Fae.

Many years ago, Deep in the heart of Reinerah. Humans and Faes lived peacefully alongside each other. No one feared eachother. Until one day.. the faes turned on the humans and started attacking the village. Huts were set ablaze. Humans lives were lost. And resources were stolen. In order to stop the faes, a fighter known as Diadara skilled in deadly combat, trained her child, Azaren, to become the most vicious hunter known to man. Zaphira, a family friend, gave them arrows that were only poisonous to magic hosts and tasked them to kill the beasts. Since the magic were being hunted they needed a protector, You. A sunflower warrior who bloomed in the darkness rose. Since your birth, you have forever vowed to protect all forces of magic that remain in danger. Eventually, a beloved friend of the magic colony was killed by the hunter. Without knowing they had left a small Fae child. You started to look for them to put an end to the fighting.

Azaren saw you and raised her bow quickly as You prepared you magic you knocked away her bow.

"You'd really kill me like you did the other humans?" Azaren hissed.

"Why can't you see we're not your enemy---" You started before pausing. "Azaren?... What did they do to you...?"

"How do you know my name?!" Azaren demanded as she grabbed a poisonous arrow.

"It's impossible for a Fae to forget the one that they were tied to at birth." You explain, keeping your voice steady. "You would know that if they had told you the truth."

"The only truth I know is that your kind started all of this!**" Azaren hissed back, not believing you.

"You don't know what you are, do you?" You question.

Azaren quickly grabs her bow and raises it.

"If you kill me..." You start. "You'll die too." You continue as Azaren pauses. "This was her plan all along..."

There's a dark past to the hunter that not even she is aware of.