Fellstra's life was not demanding. She need only keep her father's house, and cook for him and her brother. Having been taught the basics of herb craft and ink creation by her mother, she filled her days harvesting herbs outside the city walls. Always returning in time to ensure her father had no reason to speak to her. When she discovered a hidden book of spells, there was no one to keep her from learning magic.The day Fellstra refused to wed, she was banished from Darkwind City by her father and physically sent away by the might of the temple priests. She was sent to an isolated monastery, and never expected to return. It was at that monastery, in the frozen heart of winter, that Fellstra discovered the strength she needed to be come a warlock. It was the perfect place to train, learn and harness her arcane might as she battled creatures, elements, and the Kahn.Warlocks, unlike wizards and sorcerers, had no fixed training ground, until Fellstra returned to Darkwind City. To be a warlock meant that your magic was bound to your duty. To fail in your duty would cause your magic to consume you. That was the price every warlock paid to command the arcane. It was a price Fellstra was forced to pay the day she joined the Pigeon Blood Council, and was named Master Fellstra. It was the price she was all too willing to pay, to ensure the destruction of the Kahn Raiders that killed her mother and threatened her home.