I was born and raised in the city of Evereska. To the north lies the Marshes of Celimber and the Half way Inn. To the south lies Darkhold and the River Reaching, to the west and north lies Waterdeep. I do not normally tell people where I am from. I do not feel that I am part of the city any longer. Most of the time I answer something silly. It hurts trying to answer the inevitable questions that I am asked. And this is the reason why.

My family is a noble one, My father being one of the high ranking officials in the city. I was never exactly sure what my father did for the city. I do know that he used to be one of the guards that went outside the city walls to check the surrounding landscape. My Father and Mother decided for me that I should study the forest and its ways. To keep up the family tradition. They instilled the hate for forset beasts in me. I didn't really mind as the training took me out of the city, more often then not, and out from under the stern glances of my parents. I do love them but I am not them. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in the city, being noble and self sacrificing. I don't want to end up being my parents.

I took to spending as much time as I could outside of the city, much to the chargin of my parents. I did my best to get out of all the social functions I could. Which is what I was doing, when my life was changed. I had finally found the void that I was feeling. I loved training as a ranger but I didn't feel complete. I didn't know why until that day.

I was walking in the forest to a clearing that I knew. As I got closer, I began to hear the most beautiful music. I walked toward the music and into the clearing. There he sat, with the sunlight streaming over his golden hair. Beautiful is the only word that could describe him. I watched silently for a few moments before the urge to meet him overcame me. As he heard me approach, he looked up from him harp at me. His eyes captivated me, I was unable to look away. He smiled up at me and I slowly smiled back. He motioned with his head to sit. I sat down as he continued to play.

When he finally stopped playing, he introduced himself as Rithlar. And we started talking from there. One thing lead to another and we fell in love with each other. He began to teach me how to play the harp, much to my parents dismay. We were forbidden to see each other, but that didn't stop us. My parents didn't want me anywhere near a gold elf. My noble moon elf self could not consort with those other elfs. In the end we ended up performing the wedding ritual in secret. Rithlar and I knew that we were meant to be with each other. I had thought that maybe my parents would come around. I would have never have imagined that they would go to the lengths that they did.

They had him exiled from the city, if he returned he would be put to death. My father made up some charges on him and since he was on the city council, nothing could have changed them. I wasn't even allowed to say goodbye to him. It took me about 6 months before I could get away from my parents. I planned on leaving to go find Rithlar and nothing would stop me. I made my way to Waterdeep where I figured Rithlar would go. I asked around at almost every inn I came to. Finally one of the innkeepers had seen him, when he found out I was Rithlar's wife , he handed me a package. Inside the package was Rithlar's harp and a letter. He refused to let me follow him, he didn't want to be the cause of pain between my parents and I. I had to follow, he was my life. I figured he would make his way to a city to make a living. I decided to make my way around as a bard as more people are willing to talk to me that way. And I also decided to have a mage teleport me to Shadowdeep.

That was the last thing I remember before waking up next to Armon.

Emaleth stands 4' 11" tall. She is a mere 88 pounds. Normally dressed in black pants, blue shirt and a black leather vest, she does have a special outfit for entertaining. Her hair is silver and hangs to about her waist. Her eyes are grey, almost matching the color of her hair. Her skin is grey with a bluish tint to it. Her sword and harp are carried in readiness so at a moment's notice she could use either one. She is very loyal, and will willingly give her life up to save a friend. Many have been fooled by this seemingly frail package but underneath she packs a powerful punch.