I am Raven. I came from a place called the Fireoak Forest. I came unprepared for what awaited me in the land of the Green. The sky was dark and broke in tears. I found myself trying to save one from the dark but in doing so the coldness of this world entered my bones and took me into darkness. I opened my eyes to the man of my dreams. His jade green eyes drawing me into to him and enslaving my soul for eternity. I had seen those eyes in my dream stone since I was a child. He was the one.
     The Green is so unkind. In order to be with the man I had to go against every teaching I ever learned. I had to mold myself in to a new belief. I gave to him my dream stone the only object of my father I had. I had to abandon all to taste the love.
      The Green can be so blessed a place. My beloved took me in his arms and we conceived the seed of life with in my belly. The honor of the first time, double with the honor of two that grow, confirmed me in my mind, my heart and my soul all was as it should be.
     The Green can be so bitter. When forces tear two that love so deeply apart it can be but the working of evil and dark. It was to be and there was nothing I could do to change it. My babies where matured by magic and surrender to the people. I had to give up all, My beloved, my son, my daughter.
     I left the place of the green and walked the roads. Pain and despair overwhelmed me, consume me, controlled me. No matter where I went I would always see his eyes in the morning sun whispering to his goddess his prayers. In the darkness of the still night I could hear his breathe upon my neck and hear his heart beating strong. Even when my mind left me, he was always in the shadows of my mind calling me home. Through hell and back I walked trying to forget, trying to ease the pain within but it was already written, I had to return to the Green.
     The Green can be so unreal. I walked the streets and talked to those around. They all were just shadows of what they once where. No time had pasted for them, but years had slipped by for me on the road. I looked into the faces and saw actors in a play. Nothing really mattered. Nothing real. The numbness was taking hold and the pain was eased by Star during my time with the people. My songs where taken in exchange for this peace, this break in the anguish I endured. Only in the still of the night when I went for rest was the pain released. The dam breaking each time before I rested, reminding me of what I lost, why I lived.
     The Green can be full of surprises. One night I laid my head to my pillow and envisioned my love with me, as was my custom in those dreary days of my existence. This time the sound of his heart was so real. The warmth of his skin was their, my heartbeat hard as my mind slipped into the insanity I was sure I was falling into. I willed the vision to be gone but it would not leave, I cried the night in the arms of the vision to wake again with in it. My beloved had returned.
     The Green can hold great joys. Eight joys of the world we raise with my last on its way. Mark taken from the druggie, my eldest, is of his new teens. Jessy is the blonde hair beauty we where blessed with, when the child’s father meet untimely death. The triplets Luthien, Nicky and Aaron saved from the Sky City grown from my blood. My beloved Josho, my first son I had saved, has grown to walking and giggles out speech of one words. The blood of my beloved, the fruit of our love, Thistle Lothere and Gene Aldarien now aged far past the time. In the span of 10 months they should have just arrived but soon a full cycle will be within their growth almost catching up to Josho. With in my womb I carry my last. This IS! the joy of the green. 
     Now we prepare to leave the Seattle Hunt to live where his mind can be at peace. I leave behind all others who I have grown to love to be with him. I will go where he goes and be where he is for only when I am in his arms, I am home and only than. May the flame protect us and his goddess bless us. May the Green be kind to our family.

     Raven uses her mind control and invisibility over all else. Her mind reaches out to detect intelligent life when the enemy is hidden, then blasts them with her 7d6 Ego Attack or 15d6 mental illusion. If this fails she will do hand to hand combat. She uses her defensive strike with her claws in a 3d6+1 armor piercing killing attack times 1d6 stun. Adding her 5 levels to her DCV to reduce the chance of being hit. The resulting combat values would be 10 OCV and 17 DCV. When dealing with normals she uses her auto fire energy blast or a ranged armor piercing killing attack, pushing objects at the enemy with her telekinesis.

     Raven was naive and so full of confidence as she took the duties of her people. The cold and Green destroyed her black and white world, leaving only gray. She learned to love and in that love for her one and only, she is blind. Her new beliefs are still forming.
     She has a hate that eats at her as strong as the love she has for him. She has anger she keeps capped in silence. A fire burns in her veins to strike out but she holds it calmly in restraint, waiting for the right moment of release. Her mind moves quickly for action but she pushes double checking her mind. No action without thought.