As Celil grew up in a far away country, she always looked up to her
mother. Her mother was the strongest Paladin in her country. All the
people loved her mother. She would often watch her mother's practice in the
courtyard, among the other Knight's. When the time come for her to be of
age to be a young woman. Celil decided to leave her country. She left in
hopes to find her own town, that could look up to her and she wanted to make
her mother proud. Celil found an old woman along her travels, who told her
many stories. The story Celil loved to her the most where those of the
heroic Knights of Valour. She made her way to the beautiful city of Valour
with the old woman. Once she made it, she stayed with the woman for a time.
She taught her the things she wanted to know of the Knights, of the evil's
of the land. On the night before she decided to part she came back to the
old woman's house. There she found the door torn asunder, and inside the
old woman lying dead. Upon her neck was two distinct puncture marks, her
face drained of color, as if the blood was drained from her corpse. As
Celil sat there beside her weeping the woman began to move. Happy Celil
asked what happened. Alas the old woman said nothing, she rose up and came
at Celil with a mad hunger in her eyes. Celil fended her off and drove a
stake into her heart.