I have lived a long and interesting life in this world... Longer perhaps then your mind can comprehend...

I will begin by telling you who I am. I am Raeth Aunderfell. I was born long ago, the merging of my father and mother, which has led me through this interesting existence of being a halfbreed.

My father was a noble and powerful Dragon, and one of the few in existence who could obtain a physical human shape and blend in with society. It was on one such venturing he came across my mother upon a full moon lit night. Her skin was pale and cool to the touch, her eyes alight from the scent of my fathers blood. Yes, she was a Vampire.

They fell in love shortly after their meeting, and a time after that I was born. However, the life i was born into was to be a cursed one. As I was not born a full blood of either race, I found myself hated by the proud and noble Dragons and exiled by those of Vampire descent. It was in humanity that I found my home. Living amongst them I was able to make use of my genetic talents. My Dragon blood had made me stronger, and the scales covering my body I found made my skin impervious to most weapons. The Vampire side of me gave me great agility and speed.

It was due to these talents that I was called upon to serve in the wars of man. Broad sword in hand and wings unfurled I stood beside mankind in their fights against the Lycan hordes from the north and on occasion the hunting of Vampire covens. Did I enjoy the tasks I was given? In this world there is no enjoyment, only perhaps a will to continue one's existence.

So through the years... the hundreds and hundreds of years that followed... I grew. While my body grew and matured at a young age (Full grown and developed by the age of 15), my mind continued to grow throughout the years. The ways of the sword were taught to me by Knights you may only have heard of in legend. I was even taught some of the ways of magic, focusing primarily on Lightning elements. ->