''Rythia's life is very different to most other Kaldorei. She was not raised in Kalimdor. On the contrary she was risen in the humans own lands, in the peaceful mountains of the east in the small Everstill Laketown, Lakeshire.
Little is known about her mother and nothing about her father. She was left in the care of an orphanage in stormwind but was taken out by a family willing to bare her.
Growing up in Lakeshire showed the huge contrase of Nature verses Nurture. Although she shared alot of physical aspects of the elves, she began to take on those of the humans in very mild ways. She was shorter than others of her kindred and was paler, more pinkish. Her white hair gleams occasionally, when it isn't filthy from playing in the mud with the other raggermuffins.
Upon turning seventeen, Rythia and several of the other town lads and lasses were hauled into the Stormwind special reserve, to take care of the wounded and basic culnary jobs in the Keep. Eventually she was taught how to defend herself against a combatant. The captain teaching her soon discovered she was fairly adaquate, if not reckless, with a bow. Assigning her to a division of Rangers put to defend the homelands of the southern humans, she took up the tabard of a Forest Ranger.
Life from then on when downhill. The Rangers continued for a year to pillage and spoil horde convoys travelling through duskwood, and the division was eventually crushed. Only four remain, one of them being the witful elf, Rythia.
Agreeing with her three other comrades, they split up into the four corners of the world to keep each other safe. Rythia traveled north then accross the maelstrom towards Kalimdor where she met the first of her kindred and her life began to life up...''