Tamra Windraven
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Class/Abilities: Wizard
Equipment: Dagger, Component Pouch, Spellbook
Other:
Tamra lived in a small village by a river, and lived the simple life of a fisherman’s daughter until she was 12, when a great lightning storm came through, nearly devastating the village. Tamra was with her father, attempting to keep the boats lashed to the shore when she was struck by lightning, killing her instantly.
Upon her death, she felt someone gently take her hand. She felt compelled to follow, and as she travelled through the aether, she ventured a glance upward at her guide. What she saw was the most stunningly beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes upon. The woman likewise glanced down at her charge and brushed a few shining locks away from her face.
The woman smiled warmly. “Child, do you know who I am?”
To Tamra’s ears, the woman’s words were like warm honey. Tamra shook her head, finding herself unable to speak.
“I am known by many names. I am the Taker, I am Death’s Guardian, I am The Dark Eyed Lady.”
Tamra stared at her, her mouth agape.
“I am Wee Jas, dear child.” Suddenly, the woman’s eye twitched. After a few moments, she looked down at her charge and smiled. “It’s not your time. I will send you back.”
Tamra suddenly shouted, “No!” She tried to grab Wee Jas’ arm, but the goddess stepped just out of her reach. “I want to stay with you! Don’t leave me!”
Wee Jas simply shook her head. “You can’t. Now, return to the world of the living.” After a pause, the goddess added, “Maybe we’ll see each other again.”
When Tamra returned to her body, she found herself back in her village with memories of the goddess fresh in her mind. Tamra had to return to her! She had to be by her side once again!
From that day forth, Tamra devoted her life to finding out everything she could about Wee Jas, and by the time she was in her late teens, she joined a Jasidan coven and now she travels the world in an attempt to find favor with her goddess so she can return to the world of the dead.