Race: Human

Eyes:  A strange rather beautiful golden amber with green flecks.  Seeming sometimes to almost glow with inner fire, giving her an almost feral look.

Hair: Beauful shoulder length, long flowin reddish brown with shimmering silver highlights.  The hair soft and silken.

Face: High proud cheekbones, strong jaw, softly sculpted nose.  Her lips full and red.  Her smile when she smiles reveals her dazzling white teeth.

Skin: Soft and supple, a deep reddish bronze.  Unmarred save for matching runic tribal tattoos on her upper biceps.  If looking at her closelyunclothed or her shoulders unclothed  one might faintly make out a soft faint pink crescent shaped scar on her right shoulder.

Alestra hails from the high forest of Faerun.  Her raised as a warrior by her parents, both guards for the fort at the edge of the great forest.

She excelled in her training and at the young age of 15 was accepted into the ranks of the guard.  Her parents very proud of their daughter.  She excelled at her job, and after but 3 years had risen to the rank of Captain in the guard and was given a garrison of her own to lead.

Shortly after being promoted her garrison was tasked with pursuing a band of Orcs who had raided the villages outside the fort.

They tracked them deep into the dark forbidden forests of that land.  The garrison thought they had the raiding party surrounded but then the Shaman of the Orcs summoned aid!  

They were surrounded suddenly as dark furred forms materialized from the forests. It was a Trap!!  

Though they fought valiantly they were no match for the unholy strength and unnatural speed of the unholy furred beasts assailing them.

The creatures mowed  through her garrison slaying all but a unfortunate few of the valiant guardsmen.

Alestra was one of the unfortunate survivors.  She and the other ones brought before the shaman.  One by one they refused  to betray their city.  Then dragged off only for her to hear screams of agony in the darkness.  Her assuming the creatures were feasting upon her mens flesh!!

Finally she was dragged bound and helpless before the shaman.  Like those before her she refused to tell him the city's defenses.  But seeing the leader of the now dead garrison was a woman .. the shaman merely sneered evilly.

She was held helplessly in place before him  as he spoke .. his voice gutteral.

The heads of the slain will be sent back with you with a message

*sneering evilly .. the shaman had more horror in store for her.  Motionining one of the great black furred beast over.  It was a horror straight out of childhood nightmares!!

The horrible beast with dripping fangs leaning in and before she could even scream sank its dripping fangs into her flesh!   She could feel her hot blood pouring from the wound as the beast hungrily lapped up her hot blood shaking her like a ragdoll.

The shaman spoke once more to her as she drifted into darkness from the agony .. feeling a horrible burning spreading from the wound.

"You will be my message and messenger now.  You are freed and will be returned to your fort.   Remember well to deliver my message to your commander personally when next the full moon rises"  *Laughing darkley as she passed into darkness*

Alestra was found outside the gates surrounded by the heads of her slain garrison .. her covered in blood!  She was taken to the surgeon and her wounds tended.  When she awoke she told them of the battle and the ease with which her men were slaughtered..  Making sure to note they died with honor and refused to betray their city.  Her remembering little after her capture having been dazed and bespelled to forget.

The weeks passed, her wounds healing with great speed.  Her feeling stronger and surer now.  She forgot about the cryptic message of the Orc shaman.  Four weeks hence she was walking the walls of the fort when the full moon rose.   Her suddenly filled with agony .. screaming out holding her hand up to ward off the moonlight.  

Her fellow guard thinking she was being attacked running to her aid as darkness and rage rose up within her.  Her vision swiming in blood.   Her mind fleeing before the darkness and something dark and evil rising from within her.

She awoke deep in the forest naked, her body smeared with blood not her own.  Her mind swirling in confusion as she staggered back to the fort.  Only to find that some dark beast had slain and feasted upon 8 of her fellow guardsmen that previous night!