Born on
the 7th of Eleint 1466, year of the Mages in Amber, in a small
tiefling village in the northern Dragonspine Mountains, was Lady Orhialla Tarnash,
or as her friends call her, “Nya.” One year after birth, a merry band of
do-gooders, who wiped out all but the helpless and the children, raided the
village. Eventually the group took those
remaining to Teshwave, giving the children to a local orphanage either to be placed
eventually or to grow up within those walls, which to them, either way was a win;
the children were not growing to grow up in a village of “terrible people.”
Lord
Tarnash had desired a child for many, many moons. As a very high up member of the Zhentarim, he
had his people looking out for any children available at the local orphanages
and upon hearing about four or five new young children, he set out to hopefully
choose one. He chose the youngest, a one-year-old
girl, and called her Orhialla.
When I
was around nine or ten, I was playing in the woods outside our home in the Southwestern
Dragonspire Mountains, when a bear mauled me. The attack was very brutal, putting me almost
on deaths door, so my dad injected me with something he knew would heal me… His
own blood. From that experience, I
learned then that he is, in fact, a silver dragon, which is a huge secret
actually.
Because his blood healed me, I got
a little extra, first, some sorcery, and second, something I didn’t quite
notice right away, but I no longer noticed the icy chill of the mountains as
much, granting me the nickname “Nya” among those of us in on the joke. Nya, or steam, in the native tongue of one of
my staff. You see, silver dragons are
known for certain resistances for cold, and tieflings, having our devil or
demonic heritage, have resistances to heat, so hot and cold… steam. Ha. I thought it was soooooo hilarious too…
But it worked.
Being Lord Tarnash’s daughter, I
was granted a very high position in the Zhentarim that most felt I hadn’t
properly earned, some, because I wasn’t his natural born child, and others
because they worked very hard for their positions. Eventually, I grew quite tired of their
belief that I was not up to par with my status within the organization, so, I
set off to prove myself.
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