Mirren No'Va

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An insider who feels like an outsider, Mirren uses his charisma and strength to aid the city of Sanctum. His sister Auriel has always been a handful, but she has had her hands full keeping the homestead up while Mirren brings home a day’s silver working for the Sanctum Shields. With a martial bearing, an eye for strategy, and a heart of timid faith, Mirren has thrown his very being into the defense (both domestic and military) of Sanctum’s citizens. However, he feels helpless before the seemingly supernatural events plaguing the city, and with his sister is thinking of pulling up her roots and leaving, he has had to consider the possibility of leaving Sanctum behind, forever.

Family (Background)

Much of Mirren’s background is a mystery. What he does know is that he and his twin sister bear their father’s surname, and that their mother, who was long thought dead, is alive. Brought up in the city of Sanctum, the twins were wards of their father, Hadarai No’Va. Himself a spellsword, Hadarai was exceedingly proud of his son’s natural talent for leadership and the sword. With father and mother gone, Mirren worries that he won’t be enough to tie his sister to this world.


Mirren’s childhood could have been relatively normal, despite his racial differences from the humans and dwarves of Sanctum, had it not been for his sister. Auriel had always had a volatile temper, but when Auriel began to mature, that temper began manifesting in more than shouted words or expressive gestures; like a storm, she would crackle with lightning as thunder resounded from her voice.

It became Mirren’s role to balance his sister; when she would erupt and cause the town to turn against her, he stepped in to assuage them and ameliorate the damage. While Mirren seldom liked to admit it, his younger years were defined by the responsibility he took because of his sister. Without her antics and anger, he would not have had the push he needed to blossom and take control of both his life and the lives of others.

Some children might shy away from the power of such leadership; he embraced it. Never the one in the spotlight, Mirren was quietly resourceful, using his charisma and diplomacy to win friends and keep the peace.

Coming of Age

One seemingly insignificant spring day, just over a year ago, Mirren and his sister were together planning their father’s birthday party. He had gone to visit their neighbors in the next homestead over, and the pair were deep in discussion when one of their neighbors unexpectedly appeared on their doorstep. Nervous and afraid, the neighbor stopped just long enough to tell them that their father was holding his ground against a strange gray dragonling, before running on toward town to fetch the Sanctum Shields in force.

Without a word, Mirren and his sister snatched up their armaments and rushed to the scene.

By the time they got there, their father had enticed the monster into the neighbor’s barn. It bought the farmers time to escape, but it left him alone and without an escape route. The twins put their father’s training to work; the two worked in tandem to pull the monster away from their father and take it down. Combined with the wounds their father had already inflicted, their quiet desperation and cunning made short work of the monster.

Neither had believed themselves capable of taking down such a beast by themselves, but they had no time to celebrate: their father suffered mortal wounds in the battle. Rushing to his side, they began to pressurize the wounds and try to staunch the worst bleeding, but their father was already fading. He motioned them close, and with his final breath uttered: “Your mother…isn’t dead.”

A Hero is Born…

To be continued…

Mirren No'Va

Dahrylon Thronos