From unrest to peace.

Order. It was a fleeting thought in the childhood of this gnome. The chaos instilled by random raids and pillages for some horrifying cult to feed a goddess was whittling down the village into a nightmare. That was the childhood Myanni grew with. She grew up in fear, terror and sadness as friends and family were taken away. Live sacrifices to 'HER'. She never knew why, but her mother entrusted her with some of her magicks. Glamours, tricks of light, and more she was taught, enough to escape after witnessing her mother being dragged away while she hid, perfectly still and quiet. She travelled to the nearby city. Admiring at the difference, all beings living in a harmony. There was conflict, but it was monitered by the Arbiters of Law, the Justices. They protected all who were within their cities. Keeping them monitered to protect the innocent and in need. She wished to some day be one of them, if only to help protect those who needed it.

Order to the Lawlessness.

An obsession unbeknownst to most grew within Myanni. She kept her facade well. Never showing except to a few of her closest of companions, namely her mirror images. She grew to want to see the Law grow. Not just in the protected cities, but everywhere. There was lawlessness in many places. Darkhaven, Valour, and all over the realm. She grew to want to see it come under heel. Her bubbly personality was yet just a mask, a guise to see her efforts work forward into fruition. It was planting seed after seed, to slowly grow a garden. Carefully tended to reap the harvest when the time came. She knew it would take time. And time was what this young gnome had "in spades". She would wait, and seek what she needed to bring her dream to pass. She knew that some bridges would need to be burned, but she will burn them when the time came.