Biola was born into an elven family known for their incredible textiles…yet she was far from gifted in such things. Actually, she realized that she wasn’t gifted at much, much to the disappointment of her family. She was sent to do mediocre tasks, since her magic was seen as very weak. Despite this, Biola always seemed to have an optimistic air regardless of her situation.

This is why she decided to trek out on her own. Her family loved her but they were very ambitious folk who scarcely had time to waste on anything that couldn’t significantly benefit them and with Biola struggling to find her niche for decades, she decided to become a traveling nomad, seeing what life had in store.

A few months into her journey she had wandered into a dark forest, having taken a detour. The forest had hallucinogenic effects, which caused her to wander in circles, talking to herself for days. At some point she came across a small pond and rested, finding a dying faerie. Biola gave it the last of her sweets, and out of gratitude the fae blessed her with talent for growing and utilizing plants for healing and sustenance. But the creature passed away before teaching her how to use these newfound gifts.

Now Biola travels almost aimlessly around the land, attempting to learn how to harness her gift and benefit others. It can be a hit or miss with her work but she finds joy in the adventure, no matter how daring and dangerous it can become.