The dawn of a new day arises on the small village of Tibok, as I was born into this world.  My mother was so proud to have a beautiful, blue eyed, baby girl.  The household was usually my mother, my older brother Marsala, and me.  Growing up wasn’t easy, but we managed to make it.  As I grew, I was taught about history, how to read and write, and basic rune-lore.  My brother learned swordsmanship and fighting techniques.  At the age of 8 years old, two terrible tragedies befell on me. The first was the hardest as my older brother and I watched our father turn from a good citizen to a power-hungry, evil sorcerer.  He turned his wrath on the lone council that rejected him.  We watched as he killed the village elder and displayed his head on a spear in the center of town. The next tragedy came that evening, as my older brother decided to leave his tortured life behind.  I wanted to go, but he told me that he didn’t think that it would be a good idea.  He promised me he would return and walked off, and I watched until I could see no more.  The next morning, when father learned of Marsala’s disappearance, he became enraged.  It was then he unleashed his anger on my mother.  He beat her until she could not stand on her own anymore.  It was then I learned of my special power.  I cried out and released a force so strong, my father went fling out of the tent.  From that moment on, I knew I had a gift.  Father left us alone for a couple of years, and went on his tyrannical raid of the land.  Mother told me about my mental gifts of telepathy and telekinesis, and Marsala’s visions of things to happen.  She was a well-gifted priestess of Marfa, and a devoted sorceress.  One night, Mother told me that someday I will need to find my own star of destiny, and to reunite with my brother, because apart we are weak, but together, we are stronger than steel.  The same evening, under the harvesters moon, she gave me a black hooded cloak, dressed me in explorers’ clothes and paid a guard to take me to the Temple of Marfa in Kanan.  The last thing she told me was, “ I love you. Now go, your star awaits,” and then she left.  She went to face my father and end his tyrannical rule over Arian. Word travels fast in the small villages, and I found out that neither of them survived.  The guard did as ordered and took me to Kanan.  It was there I met up with Priest Robidar at the Temple of Marfa, and continued to study and learn both clerical and a few sorceress spells.  At the age of 16, Lita was named “Priestess of Marfa” and send to a town outside of a city called Rydia. There’s where her journey begins.

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Summoned Angelic Armor:  Gift from her Goddess when she died the first time, this is a solid white armor with wings, it looks a solid white breastplate and arm bracers (to wrist only). The breastplate has the same marking as her holy symbol in the center of it, and her bracers do on top. It can be summoned by Lita only, normally when combat starts.  It works like a paladin’s armor, enhancing her holy aura against undead.  Its ac is 0 when worn.