Morgana

I am Morgana, Daughter of a powerful Dark Taqqaran Warlock and a High Priestess of the Light. As such I led a very sheltered life with no close companions or friends, as no one was deemed *good enough* for the Daughter of such a powerful coupling. What a lot of wyvern dung! I know that my Father is an evil Son of a bitch and has his own reasons for isolating me, hael I've been trained in the Dark Arts since my conception it seems. I have been raised praising his mighty name, and cursing Fallan Quoren's. I knew by the time I was a 3 year old that I was to hate Fallan Quoren, for what I had no idea, but being a good little Witch I listened to Daddy....

That being said gentle readers, you can imagine my shock and confusion of my first meeting with Fallan Quoren? The memory remains to this day of a tall, beautiful blonde man, who was gentle and kind in his greeting of a shy nervous child, and looking to me every inch an Angel and not the monster my Father had portrayed him to be....
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...Little did I know that by taking his hand at that innocent meeting how drastically my life would change...