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@dotmander Rad teaches Iaxe how to scourge eat.. sand.. ?

Chaskana was once a wild child, following her friends in the fahrar into trouble without a second thought. The five of them formed the Havoc Warband, and she named herself Chaskana Havocwreaker.

She was the brawns of the group alongside Brylox. Not one for tactics and leaving most of the protection up to Craval, their legionnaire, and the other Gaurdian, she took up the role of tank.

Even after Kralkatorrik's awakening, they kept up their mischief, looking for any way to find fun in the chaos and uncertainty surrounding them. Together, they could withstand anything.

When Kralkatorrik started moving toward Elona, the Havoc Warband was assigned to track it. It was a grueling and arduous journey fraught with danger, and just when they thought they could catch their breaths, two new enemy factions appeared in their way. They did their best to help the locals against the Awakened, Branded, and Forged, but eventually, they fell.

A Forged ambush wiped their party out, leaving only Chaskana alive. When she awoke in the Temple of Kormir, she was ready to charge straight into the forged camp, to take out as many as she could to avenge her friends; but her wounds were too bad, and she was bedridden, left with only the feelings of guilt and self-loathing.

She lost more than her friends that day. She lost the easy smile she carried, the spark of mischief in her eyes.

Were it not for the people around her, the priestesses caring for her, and the refugees that shared her pain, she would have thrown her life away in a senseless attack on the Forged. But they talked to her, though she was curt and turned a cold shoulder.

They taught her to wield a mace and focus instead of the greatsword she wielded and how to protect others when all she knew was how to kill.