Vestia (that's me) was born into a cult of Naroa, learning Naroa's teachings, such as killing and stabbing other people (also bickering with sisters. A lot). She quickly became recognised as one of the best assassins in the cult, and left on an epic adventure. At least, she hoped it would be epic. With all the rain in Avandra, it would be hard to see anything on her quest. But she let nothing deter her, and prayed to Eon, the god of travel, and fate, that her journey would change her, and Avandra.

When she came back from her most awesome adventure to the grocery store, bringing treasures and potions back to the cult, she was received with good graces. However, instead of living the life of a hero, (feasts, etc.) she decided to lock herself up in her room. The rest of the cult was shocked at her response to their good wishes, and wondered what she was upto.

Little did they know she was writing a novel.