Country of Origin: Karmalune

Lady Orshi's family, the Vyashlonvas, are Silver dragonborne, coming from the tundras to the north, Karmalune, where most of the dragonborne clans reside. High ranking families were usually Silver, Gold, and other precious metals, and all were very proud of their closeness to their draconic bloodlines. The more purist bloodlines were known for being inured with sorcerous powers, derived from their closeness to their dragon ancestry. They also had features such as wings and tails, sometimes talons.

Succession of power was generally determined by age, and Orshi was young among her cluth. Orshi, seeing that power through bloodlines woud be difficult, if not impossible, instead decided to seek power through her considerable intelligence, learning to master the arcane arts quickly. Her family had a considerable background in divination, and Orshi decided to leverage that to gain access to the best teachers, best tomes, best reagent. 

There were other ways to gather and exert power in these lands.

An opportunity was knocking. 

Countess Oksana Vyashlanova had requested a private audience with Orshi. 

A few of Oksana's personal scholars and advisors had been researching some recently recovered ancient texts, and come across some notes surrounding mention of a book that contained details regarding two of the Originator Dragons, Bahamut and Tiamat, and how this book had been slated for destruction. It'd been stolen shortly before it could be destroyed, though, and smuggled out. What began as a curiosity, fueled by the Countess' own interest in their draconic history, quickly became a point of keen focus to the Countess herself. 

She's asked Orshi to retrieve these texts. The texts were eventually traced to the hoard of a dracolich with a penchant for old books, in the Southern Kuchils. Her ambassador in Ewhas had reported a buzz of interest in the area, as a Dragonborne (Copper)in Ewhas had returned from the ruins, unscathed, and not empty-handed. He'd been seen at the Light of Pelor, a temple in Ewhas. Where he was, though, was unknown. He hadn't been seen since leaving the temple, apparently sent to help escort a merchants daughter to town near Ewhas. 

The Countess' best diviners began searching for this lone @Dragonborne, but were unsuccessful… until one of her most powerful Oracles managed a connection.

The rumor was, the Oracle had finally pierced the veil… upon doing so, their eyes went blood red, and they ripped out their own tongue with their bare hands, choking to death on the blood. The last thing he'd gurgled out was "Zarovich".

This was when you went from being curious to being truly interested. This was power. The Countess sent Orshi with her blessing, requesting only secrecy. She knew what you knew. This could tip the scales in their favor.

Orshi was on the next boat to Ewhas. Passage was paid for. One month of travel, over cold angry seas. Luckily, the cold was comfort.

The trip itself was not difficult, but it was quiet. Quiet quickly became lonely, as Orshi were used to being surrounded by servants and the like, at the very least.  One night, you were enjoying a quiet, lonely evening, strolling the deck when you came across an older Orc/Wood Elf Mix of Orkesh you’d seen before. It appeared that he was watching the stars. You'd met Orkesh people before, as they weren't unfamiliar to the tundra of Karmalune and you'd heard that one of the larger clans had recently moved into Karmalune. Various nomadic Orkesh tribes roamed the tundra at times, moving from place to place.

"Why do you watch the stars?"

Taegen Theralei began telling Orshi about watching them when he 'talks' to his god,[Malora].' He began telling Orshi about his clan to that'd recently moved to Karmalune, and why he was headed to Ewhas.

Orshi knew a practitioner of divine magic when she saw one, and knew she'd potentially need help locating her quarry. Friendship was quick, as conversation came easily. He was insightful, and interesting, and the trip went quickly with his company. 

When Orshi came to Ewhas, she touched base with the Ambassador Arron Voloshki, a fellow silver dragonborn, who introduced her around. It was a flurry of faces. She'd never had to be around so many humans, or dwarves, or elves, or halflings, or gnomes. They seemed a never-ending variety of shapes and sizes, surprising her despite having been around them before. 

Orshi spent some time learning, figuring out some of the intricacies of the courts of Ewhas, and continuing her own education. Ambassador Voloshki had an extensive library, and was an accomplished wizard of his own right, though limited in time.

Voloshki put out some feelers, hoping to get an idea on the location of the dragonborne, as well.

Viscount Janori Ling was among the first to meet Orshi, and offered to house her during her visit. While clearly political courtship, she was an engaging conversationalist and Orshi was happy to have the company. A lot of her time was still spent in study, as well. No sign of the dragonborne.

Orshi was eventually introduced to Baron Altro Domnim. He insisted that he host a party! Orshi was quick to accept, eager to network and gather the resources she'd need to begin looking for this dragonborn for which you didn't even have a NAME yet.

Ling pulled her aside, shortly after. She began to fill Orshi's head with rumors and concerns regarding the Baron, of possible coup, so near to the Unknown. It was dizzying. The three dukes of the Southern Kuchils were going to begin drawing borders and establishing countries, and everything was tense.

Janori Ling had a plan. Orshi was going to infiltrate the party. Ling also insisted on having someone along that could help keep them safe if things went poorly. A military officer from the local garrison had offered to keep an eye on things. He only had the one eye, though… that's when Orshi met the Red Inferno of the Desert. Gruff, and deeply unfriendly, he seemed to be watching Orshi uncomfortably closely.

The Baron was ready one week later, while Ling began telling Orshi about the various court members, who was involved with who, who were enemies… she knew everyone, and everything. Orshi began to suspect she ran with spies, by this point, but it wasn't that unusual with royalty. Orshi was pretty sure one of her clutchmates had similar sorts of contacts.  Came with the territory.

Remembering her new acquaintance from the boat, she asked if Taegen Theralei could join her. At worst, if the gathering proved too droll, he was a bit of escape, and at best, he was fairly charming. Ling agreed. Finding him was easy.

Taegen Theralei, Orshi 'Rime' Vyashlanova, and Red Inferno of the Desert all attended the party, and did the usual networking. The night went quickly enough. During the evening, the Red pulled Orshi aside, a rare grin on his face. He said, "Heard through the grapevine, you're lookin' for a book. Is that what all this is about? Wondered why you'd come all this way, from your snow. Y'all rarely do without a good reason."

Orshi attempted to persuade him otherwise, planning this visit to have the opportunity to create political ties with a new country, but he waved it off. "Your ambassador has awful loose lips for such a scaley face." He was practically laughing at this point. "Maybe we can help each other out! That's how it works with you noble folks, yeah?"

Orshi turned away from him, but she were seething at this point. This commoner had NO place asking Orshi for anything, and to attempt to blackmail her… she would destroy him. Utterly. Quickly. Quietly.

At this point, the Baron invited you up for a congratulatory toast in his private chamber. Grabbing the Captain and Taegen Theralei, you made your way up. You were not going to give this stupid fucking CAT a chance to stab you in the back before you had him turned into a rug.

The three of you weren't seen again until they escaped the Baron's basement, memories wiped clean... until Orshi admitted to taking the antidote later. By that point, Red Inferno of the Desert had left with his soldiers.