Mira

Mira is a half-elf, wildfire druid who really just wants to figure all this shit out.

Background
She comes from a small tribe in the grasslands of Mnima, where her family still lives. She is the oldest of two; her younger brother is the perfect son, always happy to help the tribe and maintaining a strong connection to both their community and the land. In contrast, Mira always felt disconnected in a way, restless and searching for a way out. Eventually, when she came of age, she left her tribe to explore what the rest of the world had to offer. Hoping, that someday she might figure out what it is she's looking for.

She traveled around for a while, sometimes with other people, but most of the time, just on her own. Still fruitlessly looking for somewhere she felt like she belonged. The restlessness seemed to be growing, like a weight pushing against her from all sides.

Then she had her first vision.

Her dreams had become glimpses of a coming disaster, and suddenly the restlessness had a direction. Despite the ways she tried to reason it away, there was a certainty that these dreams would come true. And they pulled her, pulled her very spirit, towards Embermire. The closer she got, the more vivid the dreams became, and Mira knew, she had to try and stop what was coming, even if it meant her own death.