Warrior’s blood runs in her family lineage as prevalently as their hatred for the Lunar Empire does. It was then no surprise that from a young age, Rana preferred to practice her strikes on the dolls she was meant to play with. Her father had always been a hothead, filling her mind with ideas of rebellion and tales of her grandfather’s battles, often including the one where the Lunars had seen him slain. Rana’s mother was his polar opposite, a voice of reason for the girl. She kept her calm, though often admitted she knew that there would be no holding her back from participating in a war once she had come of age. That time dawned not long after when her father was exiled to Prax. Many were disheartened to learn the rebellion had been defeated and its members either slain or exiled, but not Rana. She began training even harder than before, using the perks of her lighter frame to evade blows and catch her foes in mock-battles unaware. The time for mock battles was over when King Broyan called for volunteers to join the Battle of the Auroch Hills. Before the Hendriking messenger had finished his king’s notice, the young Rana, no longer a girl, knelt before him, ready for war.